"Ready to go?" Harry said, his voice approaching the bathroom.
I quickly let my hair down before he saw anything. I nodded at his reflection in the mirror. We found the same worker in the lift again.
"Hey, did you find it then?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I did. It was a bit hidden in my purse but I found it. And I've got company." I told him, looking over at Harry.
He smiled at the man and looked back at me.
"So which room are you getting?"
"Premier something?" I tried.
"Premier City View. It's nice." He smiled.
"Wait, you're getting another room?" Harry interrupted.
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I can explain later."
"Why not now?"
"Because you still don't know things."
He gave me a confused look.
"Because of this thing it wouldn't look right if we shared a room." I said, trying to explain in some way.
"I still don't understand. I thought you were fine with us sharing a room."
"I am, but-"
"Go on. Say it."
"But this something's probably not."
"Is this something a person?"
Saved by the bell, literally. I walked towards the receptionist, ignoring Harry.
"Hi. Here you have it." I said, giving her my credit card and my ID.
"Perfect. Thank you. Now if you could introduce your pin number here, please."
I did it quickly and she handed me a couple key cards.
"Thank you so much." I smiled before heading back.
But Harry grabbed me by the arm and pulled me away.
"What now?" I groaned.
"Is it Bradley? Is he uncomfortable with this?"
"I think it's better if I don't say anything."
"Has he threatened you?"
"What? No!"
"Then what is it?"
"This isn't about me, Harry. It's about you. So if you could just wait for things to happen, I wouldn't feel under so much pressure."
"If you're afraid of Brad-" He said, putting my hands in his.
"Harry, I'm safe. I'm most certainly not afraid of him. Please be patient." "What's going to happen?"
"You'll find out soon." I said, holding his head in my hands, caressing his face with my thumbs.
"Y/N?" I heard a voice call from afar.
"Brad." I sighed, awkwardly letting go of Harry.
"What's he doing here?" He whispered to me before I walked over to Brad.
"Finally you." He said, lifting me up in his arms.
"It's only been four days." I spoke as he put me down.
"It felt like four years." He replied, grabbing a strand of my hair.
Just as he was about to put it behind my ear I stopped him, putting the piece of hair back in its place. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"I don't like that." I grimaced.
"Sorry."
"Where's Casey?"
"I came in to check if there are any rooms available."
"We're staying the night then?"
"Yeah, I mean by the time we leave those two alone it'll be time to leave." He chuckled.
I gave him a half-smile. I supposed he didn't mean it the way I thought he did.
"Can you take Harry upstairs? I'd like him to be surprised there."
"Sure. I'll text you details once you've settled in." I smiled.
I went with Harry in the lift back to our room.
"What's he doing here?"
"He missed me."
"Alright then."
"Just go back with the boys if you want. I need to get my things and put them in my new room."
"So it was because of him. He doesn't trust you."
"He does, Harry. I decided to do this myself. They might come up with stories or doubt about us and I don't even want to consider it. It's what's best for both of us."
"I'll help you."
"No, don-"
"I wasn't asking. I'll do it."
I smiled at his insistence.
He watched me, leaning on the doorframe of the room as put my clothes in my suitcase.
"You know, I enjoyed sharing a room with you." Harry admitted.
"I'm glad because we won't be doing it ever again."
"Why?"
"Because if you have to stay at a hotel in the future, it'll be with your wife."
"Yeah, but maybe while I'm on tour you can come visit me."
"I don't think that'll be possible."
Before he could ask why I spoke again, "I'm finished. If you could help me with the bags to my room, I-"
"Of course." He said, helping me take the suitcase off the bed.
Before I left, I looked back at the vast suite.
"I believe this is now yours." I said, handing him the key card.
"Keep it. In case, you need anything. Or get lonely."
I nodded, hugging him.
We got in the elevator and waited a few floors before the ding. I popped my head out first. But I went back inside pushing the button to go back to our floor again.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked, looking at me with surprise.