Guns [Harry Styles]

Chapter 17

-Carrie's P.O.V-

The smell of bacon wakes me up.

I look underneath me and realize Harry isn't there anymore.

When I get up, I walk into the kitchen.

"You're awake!" Harry smiles when he sees me.

"When are we leaving?" I ask, grabbing a piece of bacon and putting it in my mouth to eat it.

"Soon. I packed everything and laid out some clothes on the bed for you to wear. You should get changed after eating," Harry says, passing me a plate of eggs and bacon.

I dig in as soon as the food is handed to me.

When I am done eating, I go into Harry's bedroom and find the clothes he was talking about lying on the bed.

There are black pants, a plaid shirt, a white top, and a white bandana.

I've never seen these clothes before and they look new.

Has Harry gone out shopping without me?

I take the clothes and slip them on but I leave out the bandana only because I need help to put it on.

My eyes widen at the sight when I look in the mirror.

Harry really knows how to put together an outfit.

I guess Harry Styles really does have style.

After looking at myself for a few minutes, admiring the clothes I have on, I walk back into the kitchen.

"When did you get this outfit?" I ask.

"Before you woke up I went out shopping," He replies and begins to frown, "Where's the white bandana?"

"It's here," I chuckle, handing him the white bandana, "I need help putting it on."

Harry grabs the white bandana and tells me to turn around.

I turn around and he ties the white bandana around my forehead.

When I turn back around to face Harry, he bites his lip.

"You look lovely," Harry smiles at me.

I blush, "Thank you."

"We're leaving now."

We get into the car.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Albany. The capital city of New York," Harry replies.

"How long is it gonna take?"

"Ehh, about three hours."

"What? That's so long."

"I know but you can sleep."

I shrug and lean my head against the window.

Closing my eyes for a few minutes, I wait for sleep to take over me.

"I can't sleep," I sigh, opening my eyes.

"Then let's find something to do," Harry says.

"Let's play I spy!"

"You go first."

I think before saying something.

"Hmm, I spy with my little eye something white," I say when I finally find something.

"Your hair?" Harry giggles.

"What? No!" I frown, slapping his arm playfully, "Are you serious?"