before you leave [h.s.]

7

We sat down on the couch and talked about everything. We literally spent about a good 30 minutes talking. Talking to them was such the best moment I have ever had in my entire life yet. I felt like I've known them for years! This was incredibly amazing. How could I have been so lucky? After a while, tiredness went back so I stopped talking to them for awhile. Before I knew it, darkness had surrounded me.

[A/N: P.O.V's are really temporary. Actually, I've planned this book to only be Jaycee's P.O.V. But I thought a few different characters' P.O.V to try on should be good. Just a few. But mostly, it's all going to be Jaycee's P.O.V because that is how I planned to be for this book. Like I said earlier.]

Harry's point of view

Jaycee was really knackered. Her eyes started closing slowly. Before I knew it, she fell asleep, accidentally on the couch. Paul said that he cancelled the taxi he had booked for her, and told us not to wake her up and let her sleep with one of our hotel rooms so that she could sleep appropriately and more of a comfortable state.

I carried Jaycee in my arms as I slowly made our way to my hotel room. I let her sleep in my bed as I don't mind sleeping on the carpeted floor. But Louis insisted for me to sleep in his room and of course, I agreed.

Jaycee's point of view

I woke up from a beautiful dream. I fluttered my eyes open to realize that I was not in my bedroom. I was on a different bed, a different room. I remembered somehow that I fell asleep on the couch in the hotel hallway after talking to the boys. But someone brought me to a hotel room which I don't know who it belongs to. I got up from the bed and looked around. It was pretty messy. I noticed there were men's clothes everywhere. It couldn't be the one I'm thinking. Could be?

I picked up my bag and rummaged deep down inside it. I was looking for my phone when I finally found it.

There were no texts nor missed calls, obviously. My parents are too busy with their career to even worry about me. Plus, my sister is always busy with her social life. Everyday goes like that. Oh well, that's my life. Actually, I don't care because they told me I'm all grown up which is true.

I walked over to the hotel window and thought it was a lovely weather. I heard screams from below and I looked down on the streets. I saw girls taking pictures of me. I waved at them when I suddenly realized that if there were paparazzi down there and they saw me, they'll make up rumors about the boys and I. I stepped away from the window and decided to leave.

I picked up my makeup bag and went inside the bathroom. I brushed my hair, removed my makeup, goggled some of my travel sized pack mouthwash, applied powder and a touch of lipgloss. I rearranged my outift to look more presentable. Afterwards I grabbed my sandals, picked up my bag and head straight to the door.

Before I could even open it, the door opened by itself and Harry appeared shirtless in front me. I stared at his six packs when I noticed his green eyes was starting directly into mine.