The Runaway

Hotel

/Brooklyn's pov/

"Well not really home, but for now this is home." Louis said. " also if you don't mind, we have to share a room..."

I chuckled.

"I prefer you than harry, too flirty for my liking. and uh as long as we don't have the same bed I'm fine." I said laughing. He laughed and said " I understand that."

He breathed out a breath of air, He took a card out of his pocket putting it into the card slot avobove the door handle, an the red light turned green and the door popped open. I wish all doors were like that, I would have been out of the basement way before. He turned his head and looked at me smirking, "you ready?" I nodded eager to see the room. He smirked and walked in backwards to see my reaction to the room. He stood in front of me, i walked into the room and looked around gasping, seeing 2 turquoise beds, headboards against the wall a wall halfway through the room a flat screen tv on the bedroom side,looking on the other side seeing the couch, with a lamp over it, a floral turquoise one person seater, then on the side there was the view of alanta through the windows that took up the whole wall till you met the bathroom, and a long chair that looks like a pool tanning chair but it was blue cushioned and had white pillow over it. Walking into the bathroom, louis trailing behind smirking at my reactions staring at me the whole time while i stared in awe at everything, there was a full view of Atlanta as well, a long sink and a long counter next to it with another sink in it the mirror going the length of the counter and sinks, bathtub in the middle of the room, a shower on the side. And turquoise colored lights dangled all over the bathroom. Last but not least the kitchen, the kitchen was small but what do you expect its a hotel, it was like a bar kinda the fridge was on the side nest to the front door. Two steps lead to the top of the bar where the stove an oven and cupboards are on the same side of the wall where the fridge is while the sink is on the side facing the bar stools and living room, white counter tops with a few drops of gold blue and turquoise. I still stood behind the bar as louis came and sat in front of me on the bar stools,

"This.......is amazing." I said looking at him in awe.

He laughed "oh it gets better. There is a giant pool with water slides a cafeteria with free food open 24/7 and a gym!"

"Oh my god. Im in heaven." I said he laughed.

"Soo what bed do i get?"

"The one that doesn't have the comforter all over the place and is made properly." He said seriously. I stared at him and said okay. Waking slowly to the bed and flopping down on it. I heard him laugh and run and jump on his making an 'omph' noise. I giggled, i turned over to see him staring at me, i made a funny face and made him laugh,

"Oh my god. Your so weird." He laughed

"HEY i take that offensively, ynkow"

He laughs "whatever you say love. oh, and our stylist lou is getting you clothes now and she has good taste so don't worry." He smiled, i smirked.

"And how would i know she has good taste?"

"Uh duh how do you think i look this good?"

He said. I bursted out laughing as he was so serious. I picked up a pillow and hit him with it.

"LIES" i screamed laughing at the same time. He picked up a pillow too and looked offended.

"RUDE!" And chased me around the hotel with it. But i turned to see him behind me and accidentally ran into the couch hitting my stitches i completely forgot about, due to them still being numb, but obviously that hurt, i screamed out in pain. As i fell to the floor, but was caught by louis, as he picked me up and carried me to the bathroom, laying me on the counter checking my stitches.

"Okay I'm not a doctor, but your not bleeding or anything. Just you bumped it so it will hurt, so you should just lie down in bed, and rest. Hmm? That okay?" I nodded.

He smiled and picked me up bridal style i wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling my eyes closing, i felt my body sink into soft ness and warmness of a blanket cover my body. Louis whispered a goodnight to me and kissed my forehead as i drifted to sleep.