Don't Let Me Go

Chapter Twenty

The man that took our picture gave us a copy of it because he had one of those old cameras that printed the pic out after you took it. We thanked him after and then continued walking down the street. Along the way we saw tons of couples just like us, having their own date nights. It started to get late, so we decided to walk back to the hotel. Once we got there we went inside and up to our room. We were silent on the way up in the elevator as we held each others hands tightly, as we had been all night. When we got to our floor we got off the elevator and walked down the hall to our room. As we walked down the hall, I put my head on Harry's shoulder and put my other hand on top of our intertwined ones. He looked down at my head and I could tell he smiled. We reached the door and he unlocked it, opening the door for me. I walked in and he followed. I slipped off my heels because my feet were killing me. We walked down the short hall area and went to our room. I dropped my shoes next to me as Harry came up behind me. He took my hair and moved it over to one shoulder. He then leaned down and started kissing my neck. I smiled as I closed my eyes. Harry moved his hands to the zipper on the back of my dress. He slowly unzipped it, as the strap of my dress fell off my shoulder. Harry went back to kissing my neck, as I turned around to face him. His lips went from my neck to mine as they moved in sync. Harry picked my up effortlessly, his lips never leaving mine, as he carried me over to the bed. He placed me gently on the bed and then came and hovered over me. He continued kissing me passionately through the night............

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The next morning I woke up all tangle in the sheets in only my lace bra and undies. Oh goodness, what did I do. Harry lay next to me in only his plaid boxer shorts. Well, at least he had those on. I quietly slipped out of bed trying to not shake the bed and wake Harry. He started to move a little, but luckily he didn't wake up. I tip toed over to the bathroom door, but not before Harry woke up.

"Nice butt babe." he mumbled in his morning voice. I shrieked and then ran into the bathroom. I heard him chuckling lightly. That naughty boy. I grabbed some sweats off of the counter and slipped them on. Then I emerged from the bathroom. Harry was chuckling at me still, and I could tell my face was beat red.

"I'm gonna go make breakfast." I seriously. I wasn't mad at him, I just wanted him to think I was. I walked out of the room and down the hall.

"Oh, come on babe!" he yelled from the bedroom. I laughed a little before starting to make some scrambled eggs. Harry came into the kitchen shortly after.

"I'm sorry, Mel." he said. I stayed facing the stove, stirring the eggs in the pan. I was trying so hard not to laugh. He came behind me and spun my around. He stared me in the eyes, and I tried to keep a straight face, but then I cracked. I started cracking up, and Harry looked at me like I was crazy. I finally got control and told him the truth.

"I'm not mad at you." I said.

"What? Oh you little piece of........" he started coming at me and I screamed and ran into the living room. He tackled me on the couch, and it ended up turning into a make out sesh somehow, not that I'm complaining. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. I smiled and then pushed Harry off of me. He landed on the ground with a thump. I laughed as I went to get the door.

"HARRY LET"S GO!!!! WE HAVE A RECORDING SESSION TODAY!!!!" I heard Liam yell from the other side before I could open the door. I heard Harry curse under his breath and go running into the bedroom. I opened the door and saw Niall and Liam standing there.

"Oh, hey Mel." Liam said.

"Hey guys. Harry is just getting ready." I said.

"Okay, well tell him to hurry up. We're gonna be late." Just then Zayn came walking out of his room yawning and scratching his head.