Old Friends

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I was going to Californai for the whole weekend! I was so excited, I might be able to see my old friend Denisse! Harry woke me up, "Emmo, get up! Let's go to Cali!" he cheered, pulling the blankets off of me. I groaned and threw a pillow at him. "C'mon, Haz! Please, five more minutes?" I asked, scrunching my body up at the cold air that was hitting my body. "Nope! C'mon, Emmo. Get up!" he said, taking both of my hands and pulling me up and out of the bed. I just fell against him, making him drop underneath me. "well, if you wanted me this close, you should've just asked!" Harry said, taking my hands. "who says i want you this close?" I teased, while pushing his back against the floor. He smiled and kissed me lightly. I pulled him off of the floor and said, "Well, I'm gonna pack, so get out of my room, perv." He laughed and kissed me, and went out with a wink. I laughed and got packed. I packed all my cute shorts and shirts. Once I was packed, I got a shower and changed into a floral shirt, white shorts, and my black Toms.

I went downstairs and I expected Anne to be sitting on a chair at the table, drinking her coffee, but no, she wasn't anywhere... I looked for her, until someone popped out from behind the couch screaming, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY!" I screamed and hugged her. "Thanks!" I said, still gasping for air. "No problem, Em!" she said, hugging me. I went into kitchen, still shaking. Harry was there with a plate of french toast with sugar sprinkled all over it. "Aw, thanks Hazza!" I said kissing his cheek. He was wearing an apron that said, 'kiss the chef'. So i did. He laughed and i sat down when he pulled out my chair. The food looked really good. I smelled it in the air and smiled at him. He smiled and said, "Happy birthday, Emily." "Thanks, Haz." I said, taking a bite of it. Oh my god, he's just a really talented cook!

"this is delicious!" I exclaimed, taking another bite. "Thanks, Em." he said, smiing at me while i ate. "Aren't you going to eat?" I asked him raising an eyebrow. "Nope, this is your Birthday Breakfast!" he said, while smilling. "thanks." I said smiling, taking another bite. I finished the lovely breakfast and put my dishes in the sink. "It was wonderful, Haz." I said, going to the staircase. "Good!" He said, walking up the stairs behind me, putting his hands on my waist. I smiled and walked into my room. I got my bag and walked out of the room, to see Harry stndin there, holding his bag also. "Ready to go?" Harry asked, walking over to me. "Yes, thank you so much, Haz. Thank you for all of this." I said while hugging him. "It's all for you, Em." he said, while we went downstairs again. Anne took another picture of us and smiled. "be careful, you two. Okay?" she asked, while hugging us both. "We will, I promise!" Harry reassured her while waving at her as we walked to the door. "Okay, love you both!" she called. "Love you too!" we both called at the same time, while going out the door. She was still waving her head off, while we drove off.

The whole day, we drove to California. It was a really long drive, but it was still entertaining. We sang in the car, talked, laughed, it was never boring. I slept about 20 minutes, then we were here! "Oh my gosh, Harry! this is so nice!" I said as he pulled up to a hotel. "Okay, Let's go inside and get checked in!' he said, getting his bag and mine from the backseat. I nodded and we went into the beautiful hotel. It was even nicer inside than it was on the outside! "We're here for the weekend." Harry said to the lady at the front desk. "Last name?" she asked while looking up at us. "Styles." he replied, smililng. "Room 213 floor 8, here are your keys." she said, handing our keys to us. "Thank you." Harry said. We walked to the elevator and we stepped in. The doors closed, and there was no one in there with us. He kissed me and wrapped his arms around me. I smiled and leaned against the elevator wall. It would take a while to get to floor eight. He kissed me, and I kissed back, tangling my fingers in his curls. He started kissing my neck and smiled at me. I gasped and he smirked. The door opened and he pulled away from me, in case there was someone waiting to get in. There wasn't, so he just smiled and kissed my cheek. We stepped out of the elevator and we looked for Room 213. We found it and he swiped the key through the slot thing and the door opened.

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