Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 15

The alarm went off at 5:15. Harry slammed the button before Cristina was able to wake up. He got up from the bed and walked to his dresser, groggily. He rubbed his face, trying to wake up. Cristina turned, making a slight moan. Harry took off his shirt and grabbed a plain white tee and a dark pair of skinnies. He put on his clothes and walked over to the bathroom. He washed his face, brushed his teeth, and ran his fingers through his hair to put it into place. He walked over to the kitchen and made some eggs for him and Cristina. By the time he was done making breakfast it was 6 o’ clock. He placed the eggs on a plate and walked over to the room. 

“Good morning, beautiful.” he said.

Cristina opened her eyes to see Harry. “Oh, Harry,” she said, sitting up. “You didn’t have to do this.” she smiled and leaned toward him planting a soft kiss on his lips. 

“I know but you know, I wanted to make you something. It’s not the best but I just didn’t want to rack up on the hotel bill.” he said, placing the plate on her lap. She grabbed the fork and took a small piece from the eggs. 

“Mm, it’s good, Harry.” she said. She grabbed another piece and held it in front of Harry’s face. “Want to try,” she laughed, smiling. 

He shook his head.

“Just eat what you want and I’ll eat the leftovers,” he said. 

He walked out of the room to go wake up all the other boys. 

“Hey ya bastards,” he yelled, knocking on all the doors. “It’s time to get up!”

He stayed out in the hall till all the boys were up. 

“You all have 45 minutes to get ready so we can leave to go to our first stop.” he said. He walked back in to the hotel room and sat next to Cristina. 

“I’m done,” she said, pushing the plate away from her a little.

“Cris, you barely ate anything.” he said, pointing at the plate.

“I’m not hungry.” she said.

“You didn’t eat dinner last night.” he said.

“Harry, I’m really not that hungry at all.” she said.

“Alright.” he said, taking the plate off her lap and eating what was left on the plate. 

“So should I just wear what I wore yesterday,” she asked, getting off the bed.

“Yeah, we’ll go do some shopping for you later on,” he said.

“Okey dokey artichokey.” she said, smiling. She skipped and grabbed her clothes from the floor. “Wait, Harry. These are dirty from last night,” she said, walking out from the bathroom, holding the clothes. 

“Oh, damn,” he said. He grabbed his phone and dialed a number. “Hey, Stacey, yeah can you bring an outfit for my girl, Cris? She’s in need of some clothes since her clothes are dirty from last night. We were going to go do some shopping today but since we had a little food fight last night, they’re all dirty. Yeah, thanks so much Stace.” he said. He finished his food and placed the plate in the sink. “Stacey will be here in 10 minutes.” he said. “Want to help me pack my stuff,” he asked. She nodded and walked over to the dresser. Harry brought his suit case over to the bedroom and opened it. 

“How long did you stay here for, Harry?” she asked. 

“Just a few days, I was kinda nervous.” he said, with a laugh.

“Nervous? What for,” she asked as she started placing his clothes in the suitcase.

“Well, I wasn’t sure if I should have gone over to your house or not. I wasn’t sure if you had moved on. If you found someone better than me,” he said, as he was placing his shoes in the suitcase.