When In London

Chapter 7

*Harry's POV*

I woke up with someones arm wrapped around me. I looked over and saw Louis sound asleep. I gently and quietly got up and covered him back up. I shook my hair out, grabbed my Manchester United hoodie and put it on so i wasnt just in my boxers. I then walked downstairs into the kitchen. Nobody was up yet. I decided to cook breakfast, after all it was 9:30 and we had an interview at 1. I grabbed pancake mix, eggs, milk, and butter. I began to mix everthing together. "Morning Hazza." I heard a voice behind me. I turned around and saw Rayleigh. "Morning Rayleigh what has you up so early?" i asked smiling at her. She was really beautiful, even if she had just gotten out of the bed. "I usually have soccer practice at 11 on saturdays and this is what time i always get up" she replied sitting down on a stool at the bar. I walked over to her. "You play soccer?" I aske leaning over the bar poking her nose. I couldnt help it. "Yeah I do!" she laughed. "then me and you are going to get along quite well babe!" I said turning back to cooking. "Harry I have a question." She asked. "Yeah babe go ahead." I replied putting th 3 finished pancakes onto a platter. 'Is Larry Stylinson real?" My heart skipped a beat. I put another pancake on. "No love it isnt. However, Louis is gay and I am bi." I said honestly. If she was going to be with us for 8 monts she needed to know. "Awh thats a shame! I shipped Larry so much! But then again, I am kind of glad because you are my favorite and all." I smiled at her showing my dimples. "Oh am I now?" "yep! You sure are! I told my mom everyday after school, soccer practice, and gym that I was going to meet you one day and i would date you. Little did I know that my Uncle Paul was your manager and that I would be going on tour with you guys!" She said. I blushed when she said 'i would date you'. if only she knew how much i really wanted to date her. I finished the pancakes and put them on the table. "Are you sure you just dont want to date me for the fame?" i asked. i didnt mean to, but it slipped. I mentally cussed myself out. She just smiled at me. 'I am sure. Harold Edward Styles, i love you because you are the same boy you were 3 years ago, just the cheeky lad from Holmes Chapel who just happened to have his dream come true." She said. I walked over to her and hugged her. "Hey kill the love fest give me food!" Niall said taking a pancake. Way to kill the mood Nialler. "Morning Haz morning Rayleigh." The other boys said. Liam was carrying Maddie. "Sissy!" She screamed jumping out of Liams arms and running to Rayleigh. She picked her up and held her, lightly kissing her cheek. I'd love to see what her kiss feels like-----STOP STYLES! Dont think that way. "So everyone, we have an interview at 1 and it is already 10:30. Lets start getting ready!" Liam said getting up. "Okay." Louis said. Everyone went upstairs to get ready. 'Do you need help cleaning the kitchen?" Rayleigh asked me holding Maddie on her hip. "No we can clean it later lovely. Lets getready before Liam yells at us!" I replied. and with that, we walked upstairs to get ready for the nterview.