Olympics and One Direction

Chapter 13

Emily's POV

I wake up the next morning with an arm wrapped around my waist. Shifting slightly I turn to see Harry's sleeping body next to me. His mouth is slightly open as soft snores escape through the passage, the mop of curls that rest on his head are sprawled across the pillow.

When I move my leg I groan as I feel the remains of the wet cast on my leg. "Harry." I groan, he rolls over lazily. "What?" His voice is low and raspy. "I need to go get a new cast, remember?" I ask him and he sighs. "Alright, we'll go in 20 minutes."

Struggling slightly I manage to get off the bed. I grab some leggings, a pink off the shoulder shirt and one of Harry's hoodies. After I slip on my clothes I grab some socks before putting on my toms.

"Ready to go?" Harry asks and I nod my head. He scoops me up and carries me out to his car.

After I get a new cast Harry takes me out shopping. He's says that when we go on tour there's going to be many different climates so I'm going to need different clothing for each place.

By the time we're done shopping I have a whole new wardrobe.

"You didn't have to buy me all that." I say to Harry as we drive somewhere to eat. "Yes I did. I feel bad for what happened so if I can make it up to you anyway possible then I will." He takes one of his hands off the wheel and laces his fingers in between mine. 

"Where are we going to eat?" I ask him minutes later, trying to get off the slightly depressing topic. "I was thinking that little cafe down by the beach." A smile finds it's way onto his face as he continues to drive down to the coastal line. "I don't think I've ever been there." I say, scrunching up my face as I try to think. "That's alright baby. It will just be more special that way." When he stops at a red light he looks over at me. His smile is so wide I can see his dimple easily and his pearly white teeth are on full display. I kiss his cheek lightly before a car horn behind us honks. I blush, facing forward quickly. Harry lets out a chuckle before starting to drive once more. 

When he pulls up to the cafe I can't help but smile. It's a cute little building with a delicious scent coming from inside. I don't even realize Harry's opened my car door until I hear his laugh on my right side. I bite my lip before taking his outstretched hand. He helps me out before shutting the car door behind me. 

We enter the building and the smell of freshly cooked fish fills my nose. Harry leads me over to a table that's facing the ocean. A man comes almost as we sit down to take our drink orders and tell us today's specials. Once he leaves I can tell something's wrong with Harry. He's quiet and his jaw is clenched as he stares down at his menu; his eyes haven't moved so I know he's staring at the same spot on his menu. 

"Harry, is something wrong?" I ask him, cautiously I grab one of his hands intertwining our fingers. My thumb gently rubs the outside of his hand as he tries to calm down. "The only thing wrong is that our waiter is goggling over you." He says through clenched teeth. I look at him shocked. "What?" I ask him and he looks at me. "Didn't you notice?" He asks me and I shake my head. "I was looking at you or the menu the entire time." A small smile finds it's way onto Harry's face. "Okay." He says and I smile. 

I give him a couple minutes before asking, "Are you okay now?" Harry laughs lightly. "Yes, yes I am." 

After we finish eating Harry and I head back to his house. Harry's telling me what to expect while we're on tour. 

"God only knows how much we love our fans but some of them can be crazy. When we were in Australia a fan stole Liam's boxers. It was weird. Also every place we go has  different customs. Some of them are really weird, others are relatively normal." I nod my head, only partially listening to his blabbering. "Emily, are you even listening to me?" Harry asks and I nod my head. "Yeah." I say, staring at the houses we're passing. "Then what did I just say?" He asks and I rack my brain for a moment. "You were talking about the different customs in each place." I say, a look of triumph on my face. Harry sighs, shaking his head. "I was talking about that 5 minutes ago. I was telling you what to do if you got attacked by fans." I look down at my hands. "Oops." Harry groans.

Harry continues his ranting all the way back to his house. I tune him in and out as we drive. Some of the things he's talking about is interesting like when he tells me about the food in some places and some aren't  interesting like when he's telling me all the bodyguards names. 

When we get home I go as fast as I can out of his car. I don't want to be lectured about the laws in Japan anymore. I hobble inside and look for anyone that isn't Harry. Spotting Louis sitting on the couch I hop over to him. 

"Louis help me!" I yell and he looks over at me quickly. "What?! What's wrong?!" He yells back and I flop onto the couch next to him. "Harry won't shut up about tour. He's blabbing about it the entire way here." I complain and Louis sighs. "I feel ya sista. Just don't let Liam lecture you about it; he's worse." I look at Louis with horror in my eyes. "How can anyone be worse?" I ask and Louis shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know." 

"BOYS GET READY! WE HAVE TO HEAD DOWN FOR PRACTICE!" Liam yells from upstairs and Louis groans beside me. 

"I don't wanna practice." He grumbles, stomping upstairs. Sighing I get comfortable on the couch, grabbing the remote. 

They won't need me there anyway.

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Hey guys!! I'm super sorry! I know I haven't updated in like forever but I'm suffering from writers block. :( Please forgive the sucky chapter. 

I need places for the boys to go on tour so can you guys comment some places you want them to go and some facts about that place. 

Love ya guys!

-S.M