Unexpected Relatives

Another Interview

Harry's POV

The lads wake me up an hour before we have to go to another interview. This time, the questions are going to be a lot different. I have a feeling they are going to be asking about the baby thing, and Kota and I. I nervous about what Liam would say and do.

"Get up you sleepy head." Kota whispered into my ear as she got up from the bed. Ever since the accident, she has had nightmares. I wanted to be there to comfort her, so she was allowed to be in my room. Kota's soft lips brushed my forhead. I moaned.

"I don't want to get up." I mumbled drastically.

Kota lets out a struggled laugh. She then kisses my forhead again, and I smile, my eyes were stilled glued shut. I felt her start to roll out of bed, but I grabbed her waist and pulled it back to my body.

"Don't go." I murmered.

"Haz. I have to get my shower and do my makeup and hair." She muttered gently. Her hot morning breath, which smells like oranges, wifts into my nose.

"Noooooooo." I moan again. She brushes the curls out of my face and smiles down at me.

"Get up," She demands. "Now."

Then she gets up and frolicks into my bathroom. She locks the door.

"You know I can still get in!" I hollor through the door to my bathroom.

She cracks the door open just enough so I can see her face and a part of the bath towel wrapped around her.

"Don't you dare. Liam will have your head in a heartbeat." She closes the door and locks it again. Leaving me smiling.

I hear the shower start running, and I walk downstairs to eat. I normally like to shower before I eat, but Kota was doing that now, so I will just do it after.

Liam and Niall are in the kitchen making waffles, and Zayn and Louis are in the living room watching the news. Louis looks up and smiles at me,

"Hey sleepy head! You want to know who is going to also be at our interview?" He seems rather happy.

"No! Jimmy protested!" I squealed.

"That's right. It should be a suprise. Kota is going to be happy."

After we ate, I entered back into my bedroom. The windows were foggy and the bathroom door was wide open. Kota stood in front of the mirror. She had a straightener in her hand, and a lock of hair in the other. I looked over her. She was wearing a skirt that went half way down her thighs, a white t-shirt, red nike airs, tux top like mine, and a red bow-tie. We had planned to wear the exact thing.

"Why are you straightenening your hair?" I ask her as I enter the bathroom.

"I don't know. I haven't worn it like this for awhile." She smiled at me. I looked at her gorgeous cheeks. She never wears too much makeup. Which I like it when a girl doesn't wear five miles of it just around her eyes.

I wrapped my arms around her. I was standing behind her, and I rested my chin on her shoulder.

"haz." She said, she seemed annoyed.

"Yes?"

"this bathroom isn't big enough for the two of us." She was hinting for me to get out. I could tell.

"Your point?" I wedged closer to her.

She rolled her brown eyes. "Get out!" She giggled as she threatened to starighten my curls. I ripped to flat iron out of her hands.

"Hey!" I chuckled, "These curlies get the girlies!" She laughed and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek,

"Now will you get out?"

"Yes."

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I helped Kota out of the Limo. Fan girls were screaming and hollering, asking for autographs and pictures. I held kota to my side the whole time until we entered the back door to the studio.

"Thanks Harry." She whispered as we went into the lounge area. We sat together on the couch. niall decided to sit next to kota on the other side.

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I had carried Kota onto the stage bridal style, her long legs bouncing when we ran out in front of the crowd. The girls screamed and watched us all enter.

The questions began right away.

"So," the lady asks me and Kota, "When is it due?"

We smile in unison, "when its due." I decide to say. I was being a smart alec.

We went through a series of questions, then the lady says, "well we've got one more special thing to say, "Taylor Swift!"

I turn my head as Taylor Swift enters the room. Kota smiles, but doesn't seem overly happy. Louis' face grows an enormous smile.

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After more questions, an interviewer asks, "Harry! Can you and Taylor get a picture together?"

Taylor smiles and I look at Kota, her face stone. "Well." I say.

"Come one babe," Taylor pulls me in and kisses my lips hard. I gasp and try to pull away from her. I hear a smack as Kota throws her magizines she had been holding on the floor. Her nikes making a clunking noise as she stomps away.

Taylor pulls away from the kiss, "I know you're a bad boy." She says while touching my bow tie, trailing her finger around the collar of my shirt. I winced.

"Don't touch me."

She edges closer and breathes, "I know you want me. I thought you liked older women?"

"Get away from me." I snarl at her.

She touches my cheek,,"I give you permission to snog me." She winks.

"Heck no!" I say, and stomp away, I wanted to punch her. But that isn't good.

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"Kota stop," I tug at her shoulder, trying to slow my angered girlfriend.

"Why should I?" She snaps back at me.

I turn her around, "look. I pushed her away, I told her to leave, I didn't like it." I tried to seem sorry, but, Kota wasn't buying it.

"Really? Cause it looked like you were giving her a tongue bath!" She slapped me hard across the cheek. Leaving it burning.

"She stunned me!" I yelled.

Kota hopped into our Limo and closed the door without me. The car drove off and I was left alone. Besides the boys all inside still.