Protect

Chapter 33

Song: Marry you Bruno Mars

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KRIS'S POV

I am kind of awake. Kind of not. I cam hear faint noises coming from the kitchen yet my eyes are still closed. I can see the sunlight but I won't open my eyes. I just lay back on my big bed and stretch my arms and legs while half sleeping.

This is only the second time I have slept in the bed alone. I didn't like it the first time, in fact, I hated it. But now as I sleep here alone, I realize its one of the best sleeps I have ever had.

Although I am not waking up to messy brown curls, deep green eyes, or raspy voices, I am happy and satisfied on my own.

The entire time I have been in New York, from the second I stepped on the plane my life has been solely centered around Harry. And yes, I love him more than I can explain, but I really love the whole space thing. Its nice to feel independent and on my own for once.

No matter what happens with Harry and I in the future whether we break up or what, we will always be in each others lives because we have a child together. And thats a scary thought, the thought of having somebody forever.

I turn over to try to get my head to stop babbling, when something pricks me. It feels like a thorn. I open my eyes slightly and vision is blurred from just waking up. I look to where I was pricked to see red blood on my arm.

I sit up slowly and rub my eyes to look around my room. There are red roses covering my entire bed and candles around the perimeter of my room.

What is going on? I am literally sitting in a garden of roses. How did I not notice this before?

I push some of the roses aside to make a path to escape my bed. I stand up and catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

Holy shit. I look like hell. My hair is a complete rats nest on top of my head and even the bags under my eyes have their own sets of bags.

I walk to the mirror and quickly put my hair into a messy bun.

I walk out of my mysterious room and walk down the small hallway into the kitchen and living room area.

"Oh my God." I cover my mouth and my eyes go wide at the sight in front of me.

I begin to back up as if I have seen something I'm not supposed to and hit my back into the wall making a noise, distracting Zayn and Carrina from having sex on my coach.

"Umm. Oh my God, umm so sorry. Um didn't mean to umm interrupt. Umm" I put my hand over my eyes like a child and wave my arms in front of me trying to find my way back to my room.

Its only ten in the morning and I have had the strangest day.

"Kris wait hold on!" I hear Carrina say.

"Nope not taking my hand off my eyes. Do not want to see that again." I say still trying to find my way but bumping into walls.

"Hold on shit we have ruined everything." I hear Zayn say to Carrina.

"She should have been downstairs by now! Ugh he is gonna be so pissed!" I hear Carrina say.

"Um not to interrupt again, but what are you guys talking about?" I ask from what I think is the hallway.

"Okay you can open your eyes." I hear Carrina say.

"Are you sure?" I ask cautiously.

"Yes we are dressed." Zayn says.

I slowly take my hand from eyes. I am in the bathroom. How the hell did I end up in the bathroom?

I walk back into the living room carefully and thank God when I see Carrina and Zayn both dressed and standing a good ten feet away from each other.