London

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I look out the window of the car and up are the sky and building surrounding me. No matter how many times I come here it will feel like the first time. Beautiful sounds of cars and people. What has Harry got planned for us today, thoughts go through my mind of all the possibilities. National gallery, London museum, maybe the London eye or Tower of London. We could just shop around London and that would be perfectly fine I love London, I love England I have been out of England twice in my life, once when I was 10 my family went on holiday over to Australia which was great and weird at the same time. I have a friend that lives over there in Melbourne Victoria, we wrote letters to each other until we got Facebook now we text everyday. The second time I left England was when we visited my family that lives over in the USA when my mother passed away she wanted her ashes to be put the places she met my father.

"You okay Lou" Harry break my train of thought

"Yeah I am fine why you ask"

"You have that line on your forehead" He says as he presses his thumb across my forehead

I close my eyes at his soft touch, his skin is smooth but rough and he smells like mints, maybe because his always chewing gum. His hand travels down my face and his large hand cups my cheek, I lean my head to the side to put my face in to his hand. He squeezes at my face softly and my eyes open with a smile on my face. I hadn't realised that he had pulled over.
"Are you ready" he whispers 

I nod slowly with my face still in his hand I mouth the words bathroom and coffee, with a smile he removes his hand from my face and sits up. We both get out of the car and I walk around to him. Harry lifts his head up and points over to the left with his head followed with "come up"

Walking with him to a building that he had parked not far from we head inside. 

"What are you doing in a hotel Harry" I question him

"We are staying the night" he explains

"I have no clothes though for tomorrow" I explain to him

"I may of asked your brother to give me some clothes of yours when I came around today, I text him the day before I asked to see you for coffee" he says

"Thats weird wait how did you talk to my brother"

"Your brother I add him off of your profile and text him"

"Wow you're not weird at all Harry"

"Me weird never" he says with a smile

"He also told me a few things about you" he says as he playfully taps my arm

"What like what" I say loud and then I intended I know he can possibly tell there is a hit of anger not with harry with my brother unless harry asked then I would be mad. 

"Well one like This is the hotel your mother would take you to when you were younger when you girl had your weekends away from the boys" he smiles

I look around the building to realise that is the same hotel that I would go to with my mother. My mother would take me here when Alfred and I would fit to give space because me and him were always home. I smile at Harry and nod his talking to the lady at the desk and I hear her say room 143 my eyes widen and Harry smiles bright that's me and mothers room. My brother must of told Harry that too.

"Louetta come on" I hear Harry say as his walking off to the lift.

I smile and move to go to the lift. I hear someone say my name a few times when I turn around on the lift to face the lobby, it's tori I smile and wave at her as the doors close.

"Who was that" Harry asks and he raise one eyebrow

"Her names tori I legit was thinking about her today she's Australian she must be over here with her family" I tell him

"Oh yeah she pretty" he says with a smile

I look around unsure of what to say to his comment, I mean yeah she is pretty she's really tan and had piercings everywhere all over her body. Harry nudges me and I look up with my head still down, his smile as he lift my head up with his thumb, staring in to his green eyes and moving my eyes between his mouth and eyes.

" you're prettier than her" I smile and about to talk until the lift door opens to our floor.  Walking out to the floor and watching Harry look left to right.

"This way" I say as I point to the right side

Harry follows me down the hallway until we reach our room 143. Opening up the door to the room there's a double bed up against the wall and the bathroom door on the far corner of the hotel room the room is medium size, doesn't have a lot of stuff in it

 Opening up the door to the room there's a double bed up against the wall and the bathroom door on the far corner of the hotel room the room is medium size, doesn't have a lot of stuff in it

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I run over to the door to go the the bathroom I hear Harry's laugh as I close the door to the bathroom. I come back from the bathroom and Harry is gone I wonder where he went maybe to go get the bags or something, maybe some more coffee I laugh at the thought of me need more coffee. I lay down on the bed and close my eyes I'm a little sleepy the car ride was long and with hardly any sound coming from us sure made me feel sleepy as I close my eyes a sound comes from the door Harry is walking through the doors with two bags in his hands. I smile at him and lay my head back down. 

"I think we need to get coffee in you before you fall asleep" Harry says as his putting the bags down at the end of the bed.

"I agree off to a coffee shop" I say jumping off of the bed and pointing to the door.

Harry laughs and follows me to the door we head out to find a coffee shop. if I remember from when I was a kid there should be a coffee shop that my mother loved going to I'm not sure why she liked that one. 

"we should find a Starbucks" Harry suggest 

I do agree with that I love Starbucks. Ones here other place like Australia are not the same as USA well everyone I talk to that have been to three say the same I wouldn't know about the Australia one. When we get off the lift and start walking out the door tori comes running up and joining Harry and I, I miss her dearly I love talking to her and skyping we haven't talked in a while she changed. When she was 18 she got tattoos and piercings and drinking a lot as well she loves her rock music and everything like that she kind of dresses like harry, I laugh a little at the fact that they both stand near me dressed in black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt both have coast just different styles. 

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