Chapter 5

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In the morning I wake up and notice that the pillows in between Harry and I are gone. I freak out remembering that the kid is naked. I jump out of the bed and wake Harry up.

“Harry! What happened to the pillows! Eww gross your naked body touched me!” I say trying not to sound bitchy.

“I know I moved them in the middle of the night! And what do you mean by ‘Eww’?!” Harry says in an annoyed tone.

“Harry the pillows were there so that your nakedness wouldn’t touch me! Why on earth would you move them?!” I shout back.

Harry did look kind of cute when he was half asleep and had bed hair… Wait no I can’t like Harry. He’s like my brother and I just broke up with Niall..

“Harry wake up! Answer me!” Now I am annoyed.

The messy haired boy pulled me onto the bed, hugging me tightly and said, “I moved them because I wanted to cuddle with you.” His voice was raspy.

My reaction was to break free and run to the bathroom. In the bathroom I was washing up for breakfast and thinking about what had just happened. My conclusions were, Harry was half asleep, and he didn’t know what he was saying. I hope that really is why he said that stuff. But I push out all of the thoughts and took a shower and threw on a Hollister sweatshirt and jeans.

I got out of the bathroom and walked by Harry’s room, and I noticed that he was still in bed fast asleep. I am now more confident with my conclusion. I walk into the kitchen where Liam is standing with a cup of coffee in his hand.

“Good morning love. Want one?” He says holding his coffee up.

“Yes please! I’ve had a weird morning.” I say, wanting to talk about what happened with Harry.

“As long as it has nothing to do with your lady problems, you can tell me anything!” Liam says chuckling a bit.

“Well last night Harry went commando into bed and so I put pillows in between us because I wasn’t comfortable sleeping next to a naked Harry. This morning I woke up and the pillows were gone and Harry was still naked. So I got out of the bed and woke him up and asked what happened with the pillows and after I got no reply I got closer. And then he pulled me into the bed hugging me and said ‘I moved the pillows because I wanted to cuddle with you’ and then I just walked to the bathroom.” I told Liam.

Liam looked a bit confused and was quiet for a few minutes. I was just staring at him waiting for a reasonable explanation.

“Was he joking? Or what.” Is all Liam had to say.

“I don’t know! That’s what I want to know!” I reply.

Just then Harry, Louis, Zayn and Niall walk into the kitchen.

“What are you guys talking about? You look so serious.” Harry asks.

“Funny you’d ask Harry. What’s up with the ince---“ I hit Liam’s arm before he could finish the question to Harry. I didn’t want Niall to know about it.

“Never mind it was nothing..” Liam says to the boys.

“I don’t really care what happened. I just want some breakfast!!! Who’s going to cook it?!” Louis shouts while rubbing his stomach so we know that he is really hungry.

“It’s going to take too long for us to cook breakfast! Why don’t we all go out to breakfast! Ill pay.” Niall suggests.

“Yeah, lets just go out to eat.” Liam says.

We all get into Paul’s car and he takes us to Ihop. We get inside and ask for a table for 7 (Paul has to stick with us) we all walk inside and pretty much all the people there know who the boys are. We all sit down and order. We all get the same thing. Original Pancakes with a side of scrambled eggs and bacon. It was a bit quiet while waiting for our food to arrive but after a few minutes of waiting Zayn asks me “Seriously what happened this morning with Liam?”

All the boys and Paul look at me waiting for an answer. I told them what happened and they all stare at Harry and laugh. Except Niall, he gets up and excuses himself. Our food comes and by now Niall is already back at the booth. I am squished between Harry and Liam and next to Liam is Louis then Paul then Zayn and then Niall who is on the edge of the booth like Harry. In the middle of our meal I get a text. I see it’s from Harry. My heart starts to pound and I refuse to look at him because then the boys will know who the text is from. I open it and read the text message that says,

“From: Hazza 10:13am

I wasn’t playing when I did that this morning.”

I ignore the text and finish eating m breakfast. Harry looked a bit sad when I didn’t reply back.

We all finish our breakfast and Niall pays. We pile back into Paul’s car and again Harry is sitting next to me. But the whole ride back he never says a single word to anyone.

By the time we get back it was time for the boys to go do a sound check for their concert tonight. They are doing a concert here in Maryland. I come along with them to the Verizon center where they will be performing. I wait back stage and hear can hear them singing. I got really bored so I went onto twitter from my phone. And what do I see trending? “Niall deserves better” so I quickly go onto Niall’s twitter page and see his tweets about me that say “We broke up guys but its late so time me for t go and get a good nights sleep x”

The boys finished their sound check and are backstage with me getting ready to leave. We get back to the tour bus and all take a nap and eat lunch. I take a nap on the couch because it’s just too soon to get into bed with Harry again.

Paul wakes us all up and tells us that the tour bus has stopped at the venue and we need to get inside. Again I sit backstage while the boys are getting dressed in a separate room. They come out of the room all dressed and get their hair quickly styled, get their earpieces on, grab their microphones and then immediately run onto the stage.

After about an hour or two the band starts the opening music for "What Makes You Beautiful" which means after this song the concert is over. But Harry stops Liam from singing his solo and says "I want to dedicate this song to Tracey, she is backstage and i want her to know that she is beautiful." The fans go wild and start screaming louder. I'm blushing and my heart is racing. But during the whole song i could tell Niall was a bit sad.

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