Where the Story Ends (ending to the Story of Her Life trilogy)

Where the Story Ends: 5

She could feel the sunlight from the window dance across her face. She kept her eyes closed until she was ready to let go of it, the last of her dream.

She allowed her eyes to fall open. Propping herself up on her elbow, she saw Harry, seated in a chair near the window.

"Were you watching me sleep?"

"Only for a little bit, I was going to wake you, but you looked so sweet."

"That's a little creepy Styles."

He squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows in a seductive manner, but all she did was laugh.

"Now that I'm at a 'little creepy' I'm gonna go all the way and tell you that I was sitting there for two hours." he stood up from his chair that you could see a dent from where he was sitting. "Now that you're awake, do you want breakfast?"

"Sure."

"Okay, there isn't any food in the house so we'll have to go out."

"Okay."

"I'm going to leave you to get ready."

"Wait, Harry..."

"Yeah."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Do I snore?"

"Yeah, but it's really quiet, so it's cute." he left, carefully closing the door behind, as to not make any noise.

Should I call? No it's only nine, she won't be awake yet. Or is she the kind of person that wakes up at three in the morning? I'm not going to call, I'll do it later. But I haven't talked to her in two days. I miss her like crazy, but I can't call her while she's sleeping. When should I call then? Maybe I'll call at noon, no that'd still be too early.

"Hey, Niall..."

"I HATE THE TIME DIFFERENCE!"

"What?"

"Six hours, there is a six hour time difference between me and her, so I don't know when to call."

"Well don't call now, it's only three where she is."

"Thanks, Liam, because I didn't know that."

"Did you get enough sleep last night?"

"No, I hardly got any."

"How come?"

"I had the same problem, I didn't know if I should've called or not."

"How about you call her at four?"

"Why four?"

"You'll be awake, she'll be awake."

"Okay. That's a great idea, thanks."

"No trouble."

"Were you going to ask me something earlier?"

"Yeah, we have food downstairs."

"On my way."

"Harry got it on his way over."

"He's here?"

"Yeah, so is Eli."

"Great, I need to ask her something."

"How many is that Niall?"

"Six."

"Thanks 'cause I was losing count."

"How many is that Eli?"