Chapter ten, Too fast, slow down!!

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Emily's P.O.V

Harry and I took the mini buss because… Well someone had to take it.....

And Harry did drive like crazy!

"So you like going fast?" I asked him.

"Yeah. Do you?" He said completly calm.

"No. So please slow down." I said almost screaming at him.

He laughed a bit at me it was probably because I was pressed against the seat and -I’m just guessing now- that I looked kind of scared.

But he slowed down and I could relax.

"So you don’t trust me?" He said playfully and smiled at me.

"Well… You’ve just got your driving test….." I teased him. And he hit me playful on the arm. "Eyes on the road!!!!" I screamed at him.

He giggled. "Don’t worry we are soon there."

He turned and I saw a hotel with screaming girls outside.

"How do you think we will get in??!!!!" I said.

"Don’t worry I’ll just drive and the ones who don’t want to die will probably move." Harry said.

"Wow. Your nice.." I said sarcastically.

"Relax I’m kidding with you!" He said laughing a bit at me.

"So what is your real plan then?" I asked him.

"Don’t worry. The guards will move them." Harry said.

"Okey."

"But you should probably hide because you don’t want the whole press after you once they find out you have bean driving with “a celebrity”." 

"But I thought that the windows were shadowed?" I said, kind of confused.

"Trust me they can see you threw this." He pointed at the glass. "You better hide now."

I bent myself and went under the place where you have your feet’s.

I heard ALOT of screaming.

"You can come up now." Harry said to me.

I looked up.

"Your hair is electric." Harry teased me.

"Not funny." He laughed. at me.

"Put on this." He gave me his hoodie. "They might see you."

I put on the hoodie and pulled up the hood. I smiled. I love when boys give girls their hoodie’s. And it smelled soooo nice!!!!

We walked out of the car and with the security we ran too a door.

When we got inside Harry led me up too his room.

When I got in… Well what can I say it was…. dirty.

He walked in too another room and I just stood there.

After a minuet he came back.

"Whats wrong? Come in." He asked me.

"It’s… dirty." I said.

He laughed a bit.

"You don’t make hotel rooms dirty… You just can’t I mean you only stays here for a maximum of a week." I continued.

I started walking around and talk and started too clean.

He laughed and went to me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Hey, Emily. I’ll fix it you don’t have too worry about that, I will fix it later. Can we doo something now?"

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