Simply Beautiful (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Thirty Six

AVAS POV

We arrived outside a beautiful hotel, in a smaller area of New York, we were out of the big city just now in regular small life suburb area. 

Neither of us have our phones with us, besides me and the emergency one, but we made an agreement I am not aloud to use it unless we get a text from Ricky, I am hoping Ricky is the one that got the note and not one of the other lads, or it would make things so awkward.

We got into the small hotel. 

"Hello." the receptionist smiled at us. 

"Good'day, room for two." Harry smiled warmly at the receptionist who didn't look much younger than 50. Yet she still gives you that young vibe. 

"Ahh, yes how many nights sir'?" 

"Three days, two nights." 

"Last name?"

"Styles." 

"Okay, here's your key, Mr. And Mrs. Styles." The receptionist smiled. 

Neither of us objected it, Harry just grabbed the key and thanked the kind old receptionist lady. "Ava Styles, I like the tone of that, what about you Ms. Styles?"

"Harhar very funny." I said sarcastically as we made our way to the stairs, me refusing to go on a lift espically in an older building like this. I think lifts are one of my only fears in this world.

"So Mrs. Styles,"

"Harry your acting like we are married." 

"Am not."

"Are to."

"Am not."

"Are to."

"Am not!"

"Are to!" 

"Fine I might be just a little."

"Ha see you admitted it." I smiled proudly. "You know I would lose an agrument with you just to see you smile." 

"Oi Harry, I don't know how I became the lucky one to be with you." I shook my head. 

"I should be saying the same to you, love." he smiles as we finally reach the fourth floor of the small hotel, and make our way to our room, just enjoying each other's company, and the fact that no one has even noticed us yet. We both have shades up, I have my hair in a bun, and Harry has his hair a bit down, covering more of his face. From afar he looks so different.

The hotel was only just a room with a masterbedroom, two dressers, a tv, a table with a white cloth and two polished wooden chaires, a white and black rug, with white curtains to match. The walls had a bit of a darker tone with a creamy dark brown coloring. The also matched the theme of darker colors with a brown post, white pillows and a black blanket.

The room overall looked fairly modernistic. 

I placed my duffel bag of stuff in the corner, yes duffel bag. "Let's go shopping." Harry said. 

"For what?" I looked at him.

"For clothing... we aren't going back to England." he said shyly. 

Harry always loved California and spent a good amount of time there, before I came. "So where are you planning on going?" 

"We've been together for a good 6 months, we both would do the world for each other, so we are going to buy a house in California." he smirked slightly as he finished his remark.

"Then let's go buy you and I some clothing for our move to California. Then we will look for a house."

Both of us changed into something better to wear, considering it was only noon, and our clothes right now weren't the best. I changed into dark blue skinny jeans, a white top with black images, and a white scarf to pull it off. I let my hair down, but I would still have to keep the shades.