Touring With One Direction

Chapter 41 Girl Almighty

6:58 PM
My brain felt like it had been throbbing for hours. I had one last track to work on, then I'd be done. I only have 30 minutes until we arrive at the hotel.
I nearly jumped out of my bunk, when I heard the sound of Harry's voice being muffled by my headphones.
"No, stay here! You need to work on the track. You only have one more, then you can relax. Harry can wait." I convinced myself.
Suddenly, I saw Harry standing at the foot of my bunk, wearing only sweatpants.
"No! I can't afford to be distracted right now!" I shouted with a smile on my face.
"Oh c'mon!"
"How are you feeling?"
"Better, now that you're in front of me."
I smiled.
"Can we cuddle?"
"I can't, I'm doing something."
"Pleaseeeee."
"No, go cuddle with Louis."
Harry's smile quickly turned to a frown. He turned away and started to walk. I grabbed his hand, and quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that."
"Then what did you mean it like?"
"It was a small joke, I didn't know it would be a big deal."
"Don't make me regret telling you." Harry smiled.
"Wait, you're not mad?"
"A little."
I gave Harry puppy dog eyes, and stuck out my bottom lip.
"Please don't be mad at me." I said in a babyish voice.
"Maybe I'll forgive you for a kiss." Harry's face lit up.
"Fine. One kiss, then I have to finish working on the last track."
"Oh my god, I completely forgot about that."
I giggled, and leaned in towards Harry. His lips were tender, and he gently caressed my face with his soft hand.
"Eww!" Niall shouted, as he walked over to the couch.
I opened one eye, and saw Harry flipping him off behind his back. I giggled, as Harry leaned back.
"There's something we need to talk about." I said.
"What?"
"Not now. When I'm done working we can talk."
"Alright." Harry pulled my curtain, and walked away.
I started to finish editing the last recording.
Fast forward to the new hotel
"Guess who's done!!" I shouted, as I crawled out from my bunk.
"Yay!" Harry said as he reached his arms out for a hug.
I hugged him, while Niall was clapping like a little kid.
"Do you need William or Grace to cover for you? You worked on those tracks for hours. I think Paul could work something out." Harry suggested.
"I might just skip folding the merch, and organizing the bracelets. At least when we run the mic checks and you do your rehearsal, I'll get to be with you guys." I smiled.
Harry pecked my lips, while Niall tried to separate our heads.
"You seriously need to pop the question." Niall whispered to Harry.
I heard exactly what he said, I just pretended not to.
"Oh and I forgot to mention one thing." Niall added, before leaving the bus.
"What?"
"Your luggage is waiting inside your room. Andrew just put it by the door, he wanted me to tell you."
"That's what he always does." I said, confused.
"Oh."
We all walked out of the bus, and headed for the lobby.
"Hey dad." I said, as he hurried me in a hug.
"Hey sweetie, how are you?"
"Completely exhausted.. Are you gonna finish your coffee?"
"I actually ordered one for you not too long ago." My dad said, handing me a Starbucks drink.
I didn't care if it was black coffee (which I completely hated), I just needed caffeine. At least for the mic checks, then I could pass out on my bunk during the performance.
"Hey, are you gonna watch the performance or go to sleep?" James asked.
"Well, I still have to discuss it with Paul, but I think I'm gonna skip folding the merchandise. Then, I could get some rest while they perform."
I'm guessing Paul told the crew about Harry not being able to sing.
"Hey, you should come visit Cookie."
"Ah, yes please. That would be so relaxing."
Suddenly, my phone started going off.

From Hazza Styles
Hey, I'm upstairs in the room. You said you needed to talk to me?

To Hazza Styles
Omw. Just going to visit Cookie :)

From Hazza Styles
Wait.. what room is that.

To Hazza Styles
132, but we can't talk about it in there. My dad will be there.

From Hazza Styles
Ok.

We were supposed to leave in about 15 minutes, so I quickly headed upstairs with my dad following behind me.
"Harry's gonna meet us at your door, is that ok?"
"Sure."
The elevator doors opened and after a few turns, we made it to my dad's room. Harry was leaning against the wall, waiting.