Chapter 4: Roommates

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Harry pulled me into their big black van. "Well this isn't the creepiest thing ever," I mummbled sarcastically as all the boys along with Sammi got in. I buckled in, told Paul the location of the hotel and were on our way. The jetlag made everything in slow motion kind of. I thought I was gonna pass out any second.

Luckily it was only a short wave of jetlag. When we arrived I asked for a refund and they gave us our money back and we left to the boys' hotel. I didn't really think they would give the money back.

When we arrived Harry escorted me to my room. When we walked in I was amazed by how beautiful it was.There were two king sized beds with two beautiful lamps on each bedside. The room was a cream color giving it a homey feeling. I put my bag on one of the beds and began to unpack all my clothes into the dressers neatly.

"Hey I gotta tell you something," Harry said shyly.

"What's up?" I asked turning around. He looked at the floor shyly.

"What Harry?" I asked seriously.

"We kind of have to share a room," he mumbled.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" I asked almost yelling.

He flinched before yelling "The boys just told me! Sammi has to share a room with Louis since he doesn't trust any of the boys with her!"

I felt a pang of jealousy that she got to sleep in the same room as the amazingly adorable Louis Tomlinson.

Harry chuckled, why was he chuckling?

"First of all he's my BooBear! Second why don't you ask to change rooms with her?" he asked with a sly grin on his face. I threw a pillow at him.

"First don't listen to my conversation to myself! Second keep your big perverted hands off of her!" I yelled still showering him with pillows.

"Okay I was just kidding!" he yelled trying to protect himself.

"Pervert," I mumbled under my breath.

Harry chuckled. I grabbed my bathroom kit and walked to the bathroom. I pulled out my hair dryer, tooth brush, face wash, and shampoo and conditioner.

"Need any more stuff?" Harry said jokingly.

I turned around and glared at him.

'he pisses me off so much it's like he's my brother!' I thought to myself.

I held in a gasp from my thoughts 'brother' I thought.

"Harry, tomorrow we should go walk around London when you boys aren't busy so I can see it fully for the first time," I said with a grin.

I did want to see London but I also wanted to test Harry and I's DNA to see if it was compatible in some way. And if I know anything from stalking..... eh I mean being a fan of them it's that Harry hates being obedient.

"OK!" he said with a big cheeky smile while unpacking his items.

This would be a long evening. I grabbed my clothes from my suitcase and changed into PJ's. I jumped into my bed because it was really cold and I was too tired to put on socks. I wrapped myself up like a burrito and fell asleep dreaming about hopping around in my burrito cocoon with Sammi and the boys there.

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