Good Morning Beautiful (Harry Styles Fanfic) *Undergoing a Re-Write*

5. From A Dream To A Nightmare

Harrys POV:

    If I'm dreaming, nobody pinch me. If this is a fantasy, it's one I never want to leave and go back to reality for. Feeling her lips on myn, it was electric. It was exactly what it's supposed to be like. I still see the fireworks every time I blinked. It was perfect. We're currently walking past Times Square and on our way back to the hotel. Hand in hand. I keep sneaking glances at her, only to find her gazing up at me with a big smile and a bright light in her chocolate brown eyes. She's so beautiful. So beautiful and almost myn.

          "OMIGOD!!! HARRY! HARRRYYYY!" I hear and see a group of teenage girls screaming once we reached the hotel. I felt Mallory's grip tighten on myn, and feel her start to get closer to me. I take my hand from hers and put my arm around her. I didn't know she was this afraid of the fans. I guess she's read too much about us getting fan-attacked.

          "Who is she?" I heard a tall blonde girl ask.

          "My name is Mallory." Mallory informed her, as she relaxed against me.

          "Why were you holding his hand?" The same blonde girl demanded, with a bit of an attitude.

         "She was holding my hand because you guys are scarryyy." I told the girl with mock fear. "Also because she happens to be my fiance and we are getting married tommorow and none of you guys are invited to the wedding."

     The fans all stared at me in shock and I heard Mallory start to laugh. Good, I got her to calm down. I feel pretty accomplished.

         "I'm just kidding," I tell the girls. After that, I took pictures, signed some photographs and after a few minutes, Mallory and I were on our way up to the hotel. Once we opened the door to the hotel room, we were surprised to see everyone all sitting in the living area. Eleanor had finally came and it looked like she brought Danielle with her as a surprise for Liam. He looked like he was about to explode out of happiness.

        "Yayyyyyy! They're back!" Chandni yelled, with a big smile, as she climbed onto Zayns lap. Mallory let go of my hand and settled down on a seat near Niall and closed her eyes. She didn't look so good. I automatically started to get worried.

Mallorys POV:

    It felt like my head was going to explode and the pain in my belly seemed to be worse then usual. It was almost to the point that I couldn't ignore. I tried to get over it outside the hotel with the fans, but it's like it got worse as we made our way up to the hotel room. I tried to act like I was fine.

          "Are you alright love?" I faintly heard Louis ask. I guess that remark meant I would never make it far in an acting career.

         "Oh yeah. I'm fine," I assured him, as my eyes shot open and I planted a smile on my face. No one looked convinced, but they dropped it. I could feel Chandni staring at me, a worried look on her face. She always knew when I was lying.

        "Mallory, can I talk to you for sec?" She asked as she got up and took me by the arm and brought me to Harrys room before I had a chance to reply. "What's wrong, are you feeling okay?"

         "Yes. I'm fine, I swear." I replied, as block dots began to slowly fill my sight and I knew if I didn't sit down soon I could pass out.

         "Don't lie to me. I'm not stupid." Chandni sighed, as she guided me over to the bed. "What is it this time?"

         "Pain, headache and I'm sore. Plus the whole about to drop on the floor thing."