Meeting One Direction (continued)

Chapter 107: Rules are rules.

"So you just call me when you're home, and I will come home!" I shriek. 

"I do have to leave at like 8 AM anyway. I guess so." My mom says. I hug her tightly. 

"You're the best mom ever! And I will spend more time with you! I promise. The day after tomorrow we can have a Brielle and Mom day!" I offer. 

"Okay honey! You better go. Harry's waiting." 

I rush upstairs, and put pajama's and clothes in a bag. I remember I'm still on Oovoo with them. 

"Niall. I swear to god. If you eat all the ice cream before I get there..." I start. 

"So you are coming tonight?" Louis asks. 

"Yeah!" 

"Wooo! Now the party starts!" Louis squeals. 

"Be there in a half an hour." I say before shutting my computer. 

"Bye mom!" I squeal before getting in the car. 

                                  *** 

I'm greeted with the boys and nurf guns. 

"Don't you even.." I stutter before getting hit by Louis. I bolt up the stairs and up to the fourth floor. They all chase after me, trying to get me with the gun. 

"I JUST WANT ICE CREAM!" I squeal. I fall flat on the ground, and try to hide my face. Niall and Louis each grab one of my feet, and drag me back to Harry's hotel room. 

"This hurts." I mumble. I quickly stand up and run into the room. I lay down on the bed, and Louis scoops ice cream into my mouth. 

"Oh my. Stop Louis! I can eat by myself!" I shriek. 

"No you can't babe." Louis shoots back. 

"Guys, It's ten. Let me shower, then we can watch a movie." Harry says. 

"Well we better shower too." Liam says. They all leave the room quickly.  

"So yeah, I'm showering. You going out on the balcony?" He asks. 

"You know me too well." Harry goes in the bathroom, and I go to the balcony. I stare off into the stars.. and find myself zoned out. Nothing matters anymore. 

"Hey there gorgeous." I hear Harry say. 

"Hiya." 

"Are you okay? Are you becoming sick?" He asks worriedly. 

"Hahaha really? I'm not sick!" I shriek. I whip my head around to face him. He places his hand on my forehead. 

"Nope not sick." I laugh lightly and kiss him. 

"But you still are acting strange." He points out. 

"I'm just tired." 

"Then let's go to bed baby." I nod my head in agreement. "But you have to kiss me first." 

"I have to kiss you for you to let me sleep?" I ask in confusion. 

"Rules are rules." He says as he shrugs. I laugh and give him what he asked for.

"Or we can stay out here for a little while." I suggest. He nods, and sits down in a chair. He pats his lap. I sit down and he wraps his arms protectively around me. I lay my head on his shoulder. 

"How did I get so lucky?" Harry whispers.

"You didn't. But I did." He kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck. 

"You're just in denial." He says after. "But I can tell your cold, let's go inside." I agree to this. We go inside, and lay on the couch the way we did outside. I drift off to sleep still wrapped in his arms.