I was awoken the next morning by April jumping on my bed. "Is someone on fire. Someone better be on fucking fire." I mumbled. Moving my head out from behind the pillow.
"Oh my god. Get up!" April ripped the covers off of me.
"What?"
I sat up. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. April jerked her head toward the door of the hotel room. A man stood there holding a large bag. A very fucking large man. He looked like a Goddamn tree with a face.
"Who the hell are you?" I demanded pulling my tank top up, making sure my boob wasn't out.
He grinned at me. "I'm Al."
"Why are you here?"
He handed me the bag, and a cup of coffee. I took it.
"Have a good day." He turned around, closing the door behind him.
I looked in the bag. There were five first class tickets to New York for three weeks from today. A hotel voucher, five tickets to Harry's show, and five backstage passes. There were also pastries and an expensive box of chocolates. Underneath the chocolates there was a note.
"Don't make your kids miss out this time, Always H."
"Oh my god."
I looked at April. "Phone."
April handed me my phone. I scrolled through my contacts until I found Harry.
"Hullo…"
He'd been sleeping. I'd woken him up. I was racking up the asshole points already. "This isn't exactly what I had in mind when I said earn it Harry."
"Morning Cheeky Trevor."
"Morning. Sorry about waking you up. Figured I'd return the favor though. You're big beefy friend scared the shit out of us."
He chuckled. "Al's harmless."
"He almost got an eye full."
That seemed to catch Harry's attention. "What?" His accent was thick with sleep. It made his word come out like whut. Fucking adorable.
"Oh you know. I slept in a tank top. Sometimes one of the girls goes haywire. Pops out." I was rambling. Because I was nervous. "No nipplegate today. The girls behaved. Anyway…." I looked at April. Sedate me, I mouthed.
She started laughing.
Harry chuckled. "You always so chatty in the morning?"
"No actually. I'm not usually a morning person. I normally need a gallon of iced coffee to attempt being human... Moving on. When I said earn my time I didn't mean spend money on me." I took a breath. "I meant like send me text messages, or call me when you have time."
I hear his sleepy chuckle. "Noted."
"Thank you. For this. You should go back to sleep. I'm sorry for waking you." I hung up and stared at April. "This isn't real. There's no way this is my life right now."
My phone rang. "April you get it? I have to pee."
"Yeah."
I walked out of the bathroom. "Did you hear how hot his voice was? All raspy and I just woke up. The way he said hullo, and whut… Bruh!"
April was shaking her head no at me. "What do you mean no?" She pointed to the phone. "Oh god. Really? Fucking kill me. Right now. Strangle me to death."
I grabbed it. "Hello?"
"You think I have a hot voice." I could hear the grin in his tone.
"Hanging up now."
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