Meeting One Direction (continued)

Chapter 111: Wanna get married? Kay thanks.

"And then he told me that she deserves better!" Harry squeals. We are up in his room, and he's telling everyone else about getting pizza. 

"Can I give my opinion on this?" Gemma asks. 

"No. No you can't." Harry says teasingly. 

"Too bad. But you already have her, why does it matter what other people think?" Gemma asks.  

"Because he said she deserved better! She probably does, but I still didn't want to hear it!" 

"He only said that because of the rumor." I point out. 

"He would have said it even if the rumor didn't exist!" Harry protests. 

I turn towards Louis. 

"Dude. You've got the girl, you won't see the boy again." Louis says.  We watch a movie, and after the movie, everyone leaves. I haven't been on my phone in like two days. I get my phone and go to Twitter. Louis posted a picture yesterday morning. It was Harry and I on the couch sleeping. 

'Hey @Brielle_anderson and @Harry_styles... wanna get married? Kay thanks.' Harry is laying on the bed with his head in the pillows. I sit on the end of the bed. 

"I'm tired. I'm gonna sleep." I say quietly. He flips over on his back, and opens his arms. I fall into them and rest my head on Harry's chest. He places his hands on my back, and he draws shapes on my back. It's actually kinda nice. I think he actually falls asleep before me, but I eventually am able to sleep. 

                                  *** 

I wake up to Harry pulling me closer to him. The sun isn't even out yet. I look up and find myself staring into his green eyes. 

"Hey." I say quietly. 

"Did I wake you?" He asks. 

"Nah." I say back as I feel my eyes begin to shut. 

"I'm hungry, I was gonna go down to the lobby and get something." 

"Do they even have food down there at 1 AM?" I ask. 

"Yeah. I've gotten stuff a few times. It's because people usually leave the hotel really early."

"I wanna come." I moan. 

"If you pass out I'm leaving you where you drop." Harry warns. 

"Love you too." I mumble as I climb out of bed.

"I can't carry you and food. I think we all know who's more important." 

"It's obviously me." I say with a wink. He smiles and kisses me. 

"Believe what you want." We make our day down to the lobby. 

"There isn't any food. Sorry. You can't eat." I moan. 

"I know there isn't. I just knew you'd want to come down." 

"I hate you." I moan. 

"You love me and you know it." He sighs. 

"Nope." 

"Yes you do, because I'll give you a piggy back ride back to the room." I hop on his back. 

"Not so fast. I don't give piggy back rides to people that hate me." He says with a smirk. 

"Fine. I love you. Now go! I' m tired!" I squeal. 

"My mom wants to go to the fair tomorrow." Harry says on his way up. 

He makes his way in the room and I climb in bed. 

"Now go to bed. I shouldn't have let you get up." Harry orders. 

"Well you have to go to bed too." He gets in bed and holds me in his arms the way he was before.