Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 21

Harry woke up to see the sun light shining through the windows. He looked to see Cristina still asleep. He ran his index finger gently against her cheek. Cristina opened her eyes and looked to see Harry staring at her.

“Good morning,” she said, smiling.

“Good morning, beautiful.” he said, smiling when he saw her eyes open. “How’d you sleep,” he asked.

“Like heaven.” she said, stretching her arms out. 

“Mmm, I’m glad.” he leaned down to kiss her lips. “Want to eat out somewhere,” he asked, sitting up. 

Cristina nodded, sitting up with him. “Let’s go to an IHOP. I’m sure there’s an IHOP around here.”

“What’s an IHOP?” Harry asked.

“Internation House of Pancakes, of course.” Cristina said.

Harry laughed. “I love me some pancakes.”

“Good, because I’m in the mood for some.” she said. She got off the bed and grabbed her suitcase. She grabbed a high-waist dirty vintage wash skinny jeans, a sleeveless crop denim shirt, a belt, and a pair of beige lace-up boots. She walked to the bathroom with her clothes and her toiletries. She brushed her teeth and washed her face, and applied moisturizer on her face. She then put on her clothes, tucking in her shirt and putting her belt through the loops on her pants. She  heard a knocking on the door. She opened it and saw Zayn.

“Oh, hey Zayn.” she said, forcing a smile.

“You almost done,” he asked.

She nodded. “I just need to put on my makeup but I guess I can do that in the master room.” she grabbed her toiletries and pajamas and walked out.

“Cristina,” Zayn said.

Cristina turned around, looking at him, feeling her anger rage. “Yes,” she said, trying her best to sound polite.

“You did really good singing a few days ago. You’re really talented.” he said.

Cristina shrugged. “Thanks, I guess. I gotta go. Harry and I are going to IHOP.” she said, and made her way to the back.

She walked in to the room to see Harry changing.

“Ah, Harry!” she yelled, covering her eyes. “I’m sorry.” 

“Oh, no. It’s fine. I’m usually this naked around the boys anyways.” he said, laughing.

“Well,” she said, pausing for a few seconds, “I don’t feel comfortable seeing that yet.” 

Harry smirked and walked over to her, still naked. He came up behind her, leaning his head down to her shoulder, and whispering into her ear, “One day you’re not going to be afraid.” 

She felt chill go down her spine. “Don’t even think about it,” she said, laughing. “Now put on some clothes. I want some blueberry pancakes.” she covered her eyes, walking to the mirror to apply her make up.

“Do you think you could not wear make up today?” he asked, putting on his black Ramone’s t-shirt. He slipped on his blue denim jeans and his white pair of converses.

“But Stacey said-“ 

“I don’t care what Stacey said,” he said cutting Cristina off. “you’re beautiful even without makeup and I haven’t once seen you with out makeup since the food fight. You’re beautiful without makeup. You don’t need make up to feel beautiful.” he said. 

Cristina sighed. “Alright, I won’t put on any make up.” She put her toiletries away in the suitcase and grabbed her shoes. “Should we ask Dave where the nearest IHOP is and we can take a taxi? Or if it’s near we can just walk.” she said.