The Style of Stealing My Heart

Chapter 5

I stretched my arms as I opened my make-up crusted eyes. I let out a slight yawn and eyed Lana passed out on the couch in the corner of my room. Was this all just a dream? I rubbed my forehead trying to remember everything. Everything I remember sounds like a dream to me. 

I heard a buzz coming from my phone set on the nightstand. I stretched myself out and grabbed the phone. I smiled at my phone as I saw the name of the person who texted me. Harry. Well actually he put his name as "Haz the Master of Dance" with dance and heart emoji icons behind it. My eyes lit up.

Haz the Master of Dance:                                                                                                                                           Hey babe x Want to hang out with me and Niall at the hotel before my photoshoot today? (:

My heart started to pump faster and faster as I kept re-reading the text. This was definitely no dream. I jumped off my bed and ran over to Lana. 

"LanaLanaLanaLana!" I pushed her, trying to wake her up. "Come on, get up! We're going to hang out with Harry and Niall today!" I screamed, jumping up and down on the couch. Lana shot up like a rocket when she heard the words "hang out" and "Niall" in the same sentence.

"Really?! Hallelujah!" She screamed as she raised her hands up and looked to the ceiling. "But wait, I have to meet Sonya for lunch to meet her new fiance'." Sonya was referring to her sister who recently got engaged and had come down to visit them. 

"That's actually perfect. Harry has a photoshoot at noon so we'd leave afterwards. Ok now get dressed!" I exclaimed.

I replied back to Harry and told him that we would love to. He immediately responding back asking for my address so that a car could come pick us up in twenty minutes. I gave it to him and I started getting ready. I only had twenty minutes to put make-up on, fix my hair, find an actual decent outfit, and not to mention I had to share a bathroom with Lana. Not fun.

I just finished touching up my mascara when I saw an extremely nice car pull into my driveway. That's the car Harry sent! My heart jumped inside my chest. 

"Lana, the car's here!" I screamed in Lana's ear. We literally bolted outside. The chaeuffer opened the door for both of is. The car wasn't a limo, but it sure was nice inside. There were lights on the ceiling that flickered like stars. It made you feel like you were in a limo on your way to the night club. 

The car managed to break through a small crowd of girls waiting outside the Harry and Niall's hotel. There wasn't too many girls there because they probably thought they all went back to England together. A security guard met us at the entrance of the hotel and led us inside. I still can't believe I was going to see Harry again.

We rode a long elevator ride to the top floor's penthouse where Niall and Harry were staying at. As the guard led us into the room my mouth gaped open. This place was huge. Almost bigger than my house. It had elaborate paintings hung on the walls. The future was very modern and everything was so clean you wouldn't see one bit of dust anywhere on the furniture.

"Savvy!" I heard a familar voice scream as I felt my face buried into someone's wonderfully smelling t-shirt. As muscled arms finally released my body my vision made out a shirt that had the word "Ramones" on it. Harry. I squeezed him again and he kissed me on the cheek. 

"Well, look who it is!" An Irish accent spoke behind me.

"Niall!" I reached out and tackled him with a hug. 

"Ok girls, I've got only a few hours before my magazine photoshoot!" Harry clasped his hands together. "What do you dears want to do?"

"I say we play video games!" Niall raised his hand.