**REYNAS POV**
The next morning, I woke up in a daze. Zayn was beside me breathing deeply. Fast asleep. He looked like an angel. The last thing I wanted to do was wake him up but I nudged him softly anyway. He fluttered his eyes open and looked at me and smiled.
“Morning Sunshine. What time is it?" He asked sleepily.
“Almost 5. We've got to get up now." I said sitting up, rubbing my eyes. He sat up with me. I turned to him and smirked.
“If you hadn't woken up, we would have been late." He smiled thankfully.
“Well one of us has to be the responsible one." I shrugged.
He wrapped his arms around me in the darkness and rested his head on my shoulder. I snuggled in, savoring his warmness.
“What would I do without you?" He asked.
“You know, the usual teenage boy thing. Traveling the world. Touring countries. Selling out arenas." I shrugged.
He laughed at me and said, “None of that would matter if I knew that you weren't there."
“Yeah yeah. Its too early in the morning for all that. Get ready." I snickered.
He smiled in the darkness and kissed my forehead before going to the bathroom.
I laid back down wondering to myself how in the world I got so lucky.
**RIYAS POV**
He could barely keep his eyes open. I knew this would happen. I told him this would happen.
“What did I tell you?" I asked.
“I fell asleep when you told me to." He almost sounded like he was whining. His eyes were closed while he spoke.
“I know....I just wanted to make sure I was right." I admitted sheepishly. I edged my way out of the pull out but his arms were like chains. I rolled my eyes and continued pulling myself away. I knew there was no chance of me getting out of his death grip. Every time I pulled, he held me even closer.
“Harry....." I whined. Then I decided that instead of me pulling myself away, I pulled myself closer. I tricked him into pulling me so close that I was able to quickly sit atop of him, with my legs on either side of him, straddling him. He instantly laughed at my position.
“Ri! I didn't know it would have to come to this!" He laughed. His green eyes twinkling.
“No!" I laughed at his usual dirty mind. He held both his hands off to push me off of him and to get back to sleep but I took both his hands in both of mine and slammed them on the bed above his head.
“Don't you dare try anything else, Styles." I warned.
“Feisty this morning, are we?" He asked.
“Well at least you're awake, right?" I asked.
“You bet." He winked.
And then we had this movie moment where we didn't speak but we didn't need to. I looked into his earthly orbs in the darkness and almost felt like this was too good to be true. Then he leaned in to kiss my cheek and then everything moved all too fast and then he was on top of me. Straddling me. Holding my hands above my head.
“Did I really catch you THAT off guard? Man I'm good." He praised himself.
“Actually, I let you do that." I snapped at him, angry with my weakness.
“Of course you did babe. Just admit it. And I'll let you go."
I squirmed and squirmed until I got out of his grasp and screamed and cheered when I was on top of him again.
“Shhhhh! You'll wake up the entire complex. And then they just might get the wrong idea." He smirked at me.
“Sorry." I whispered.
“Its fine. But I let you up on purpose, you know. And that one actually hurt!" He told me. His voice was shameful.
“Of course you did babe. Just admit how good I am. And I'll let you go." I mocked him. He enjoyed that. He laughed.
“You've gotta be joking me."
“Nope. I'm pretty serious. Now admit it!" I told him.
“Babe. You're in such denial about the way you feel about me." He snickered.
“Am not!"
“You see?!" He pointed out. He was right though.
“Harry. Lets just get up." I whined. I rolled my eyes. Not giving in. I then got up off of him and stood on the ground as I watched him get up the wierdest way. He had his hands on my hips and his perfect face was scrunched up.
“What have you done to my hips?" He asked.
“I exploded them." I said as I threw a wink over my shoulder and ran off to get ready.
**HARRYS POV**
I watched her as she ran off and I laughed to myself. She was a tricky one. I shook out my hair when I was deciding what to wear. I wanted to look nice for her. But I felt too much like a girl so I didn't take too much time on it.
Nevertheless Riya never failed to disappoint. Her off-white sweater brought out the rosiness in her cheeks quite perfectly.
“You look lovely." I told her while finding something to eat.
“Thanks. Don't bother. You've got no food." She said as she threw herself on the couch. I sighed as I closed the cupboard and placed myself next to her.
“Don't worry. I'll get you something on the way to the studios." I promised her. Feeling bad that I couldn't cater to her every whim as soon as she needed me to.
“Thats fine." She shrugged.
As I walked her out the door and into the car, she spat out “Harry, I'm kind of nervous. What if I screw up this interview?" She asked. She had a crease in between her eyebrows and it was the cutest thing.
“Don't worry. You'll be fine. I promise." I shrugged. Everybody had to love her as much as I did. Wait. Did I really just say that.
“Lets hope so." She said stuffing her hands in her pockets.
On the way, we stopped at the nearest donut shop and she ordered enough for two. I didn't say anything about it but gave her a skeptical look.
“Sorry. Nervous eater." She shrugged.
As I parked, I could see the boys cars parked in the distance as well. Before we walked into the double glass doors, I turned to face Riya.
I looked in her eyes and cupped my hand under her chin.
“Now, You just be yourself in there. Alright? And there are a couple things to remember like...don't mention that you've been spending nights with me or anything about the other boys. Be casual. Be believable. You'll be great." I told her before kissing her full on the lips and walking inside.
