Harry Please.

Part 18

SKYE'S POV: Opening the door, the boys were all surprised by how big it was. I live in Beverly Hills.... My dad is a hollywood director, and yes, we are well off with money. But I don't let my parents spoil me very often. I feel like that gets me no where in life; so I work hard and earn everything by myself just like every other person should. The boys threw their bags on the floor by the couch and the tv. Niall headed straight for the kitchen, and Harry stayed right next to me. Paul walked in carrying a few more bags, and he looked tired. He had to stay with the boys because, you know, they still need protection just in case. "Paul, why don't you go get some sleep.. My parents room is just right up the stairs and to the left. Clean sheets and everything. Feel free to take a bath or whatever. Help yourself." I told paul. He looked releaved, "thank you very much for the hospitality," he said and he inched his way up the stairs. By the boys hyperness, you would have never guessed that they have barely been getting any sleep. Maybe this was what they needed: a small break from the tour, just to get away for a second to be normal teenage boys. The boys started to strip down to their underwear, and asked if they could go swimming. I gave them the thumbs up, Madi joined them, and Niall was still drooling over the food in our refrigerator... And he was on the phone?? "hey Skye?" Niall yelled.. "Yes Niall?" I answered back. "Josh called and was wondering if him, Sandy, Dan, and John could crash here also. He said that the girls aren't dying down one bit." This is awesome.. "Of course! Tell them they are all welcome!" I said back. Me, Harry and Niall jumped into the pool, and the other 4 band members showed up 30 minutes later, bringing some extra clothes for the other boys. The night was just beginning.