Harry’s POV

“Harry…” I hear quietly, waking me up from my slumber.

“Hmm…” I groan.

“Get up.” I am being shaken, waking me up more.

“No…” I reply, finding the comfy position again on the bed while stretching out my legs.

“Come on, we got to go.” He pats my exposed arm, making me even more sleepy.

“Leave me alone.” I turn away and bury my face in my pillow, pulling the blanket over my head with a sigh. I really just want to be left alone right now, is that too much to ask for?

“Harry… We got to go record, get up.” Liam was getting irritated, I can tell . Letting a small groan come out, I try going back to sleep.

“Is he up?” I hear another voice say. They whisper to themselves before the sound of feet walks away from me, followed by a the loud sound of the door shutting. I can hear them talk amongst themselves out in the hall, but I don’t really care. I am way too exhausted to get up.

It’s been a whole month since Amber’s birthday weekend, and a whole month of missing Amber in general. We have barely been skyping for the first couple days, but suddenly she stopped calling completely afterwards, which is why I’m not in the mood to do much, or anything at all.

She did check in when it was Liam’s birthday however, and Niall’s is coming up in a week or so, so she should be heard from soon, hopefully. I don’t know why, even though its only been a month or so, I feel so attached to her, like I need her by my side now. This is getting crazy, but I’m not complaining.

The door creaks opens again, multiple pairs of feet entering at once. Great. Just as I thought that they were going to leave me be, a cold air hits me as the covers were yanked out of my grasp from my side, forcing me to roll off the bed, colliding with the hardwood floor of the hotel room beneath me.

“Owww… Really?” I groan, picking myself up off the floor. Louis and Niall looked at me, shaking their heads.

“At least he is wearing trousers...” Niall mutters, gesturing to my lower half.

“Really Harry, let’s go. Paul’s waiting.” He instructs me as he turns around and heads to the door.

“He can wait another minute.” I challenge. He stops and turns to me.

“Get dressed and come down to eat. I’m not kidding Harold.” He hisses before walking out of the room. Niall just shrugs and follows Louis.

Finally alone in my room again, I check my phone once more, seeing no new notifications other than twitter and my other social media. Re-tweets, followers, haters, fans, etc, etc. Plopping back down on my bed and letting the phone bounce, I look up at the white ceiling with slight texture. The cool breeze from the open window was hitting my bare stomach, giving me the chills. I need a shirt. I prop out of bed, I know either way that they will drag me out of the room by my hair if I’m not ready by the time they return. I grab my outfit for the day, and head to the bathroom.

After my shower I got dressed and brushed my teeth, finally feeling somewhat refreshed. I walk back out, my jacket already on my bed which was set. Taking my phone and jacket, I slowly walk out the door. What’s to do today? I put on my jacket before turning on my phone, scrolling for Paul’s contact.

“Harry, where the hell are you?” Paul immediately says.

“Good morning to you too, Paul.” I jokingly say.

“Harry, where are you?” He asks again, shoving my comment to the side. Even though I can’t see him I know he is rolling his eyes at me, making me do the same.

“I’m waiting for the lift to come up.” The door dings and opens. I step inside and press Lobby. I place my phone between my ear and shoulder, freeing my hands to adjust my jacket and make sure its zipped completely.

“Alright. I’m in front of the door. The rest of the boys are already eating, so you will join them, but please eat quickly as we are on a tight schedule today.” He argues with me just as I get to the main floor.

The doors open again, revealing Paul impatiently tapping his foot. Once he sees me he hangs up the phone and quickly walks to the dining area, where the other guys were currently eating. An empty chair was next to Niall, so I took that as my seat. A plate was set down in front of me, a stack of pancakes plopped down, before a bottle of syrup was moved near me. I look over to Niall who wore an extremely happy smile. With a mouth full of pancakes.

“Harry, this stuff is so good. You have got to eat it, ‘cause if you don’t then I will happily do it-”
“Niall! Let him eat what’s his.” Liam scolds Niall from across the table before taking another sip of his drink. Niall shrinks down in his seat, muttering to himself as he takes another bite. I shake my head at Niall before taking in the fluffy pancake into my mouth. Hmm. Niall was right about one thing, these do taste good. Paul soon returns, phone in hand.

“Alright boys, five more minutes for eating, we are going to leave at 9 sharp to get to the radio interview at 11.” He instructs before walking away. The guys get up and refill the plates with a second serving, or at least I think. Niall is probably on his 4th or 5th at this point. They all talk amongst themselves with light conversation.

I finish up my breakfast, and pull out my phone. Not having to scroll far I find Amber’s contact and send a quick message.

To: Beautiful:
Hello, is my Angel there? I miss you :(

I hit send before leaving my phone on vibrate, and turning the screen off. Minutes pass by, and no response. There is no way that I’m going this long without a response… Immediately my thoughts come rushing back in, what if she’s in trouble? What if she got hurt? What if she met someone else at school? I need to stop with these thoughts, I’m sure she’s fine. Right? It’s too early to be thinking this hard. With a heavy sigh, I place the phone on the table. I then look up to Paul walking back to us. Great, here we go.

“Alright boys, let’s go. The van is parked out back and there aren’t many fans so we are good to go.” He instructs. The group begin to whine once Paul’s back was turn, especially from Niall.

“What?” Paul asks, turning around.

“Can I bring this on the ride?” Niall lifts up his half full plate of breakfast. Paul looks at him with a blank face for a good minute, which was actually making crack a smirk, a little one.

“Fine, but let’s go.” He sighs. Niall smiles and happily takes the plate and stands up.

“I don’t think you can bring the plate, Niall.” Liam says, unsure with himself as we all stand.

“They have plenty. I’m sure they can go without one. I can bring it back when we come back anyway.” We all follow behind Niall who is eating from the plate to the back of the hotel where our van was.

“At least bring a fork.” Liam says as he rushes back into the dining area and asking the person behind the counter for the fork that you could have just taken without asking. Honestly Liam.

“Why not a spoon?” He challenges with a grin, taking the fork from him anyways. I curve my lips into an ‘o’, knowing this is going to get good.

“Niall.” He says with an annoyed facial expression.“Jesus.. And I thought I was the sassy one.” Louis jokes, patting Niall on the shoulder, making him laugh.

“Let’s not get into a fight guys.” Paul says as he opens the back door open for us.

“Alright. I’m sorry Liam.” Niall apologizes.

“I’m sorry too Niall. Come here.” He replies before they give each other a small hug. From the corner of my eye I see Paul shaking his head, making me turn to face him.

“Paul, do you want a hug?” I ask him. He shakes his head immediately.

“Harry, we don’t have time-” He says walking away from me, but I cut him off by jumping on his back. Thankfully he caught me. “Oh my God.” He chuckles. We reach the van and Paul drops me onto the concrete floor. “Get in, Harry.” He says with a smile. I pout at him but climb in either way. Zayn sits in the front, me and Niall in the back, and Liam and Louis in the middle. We pull out from the hotel and begin the drive to the radio station. Paul was explaining some things that we might be questioned, but I stopped listening once I started to pat myself down, looking for my phone.

“What’s the matter?” Niall asks with his mouth full.

“I-I think I left my phone back in the hotel.” I say while checking around me to see if it fell out or something.

“You what?” Paul asks, slowing the van down. I sighed, not finding it.

“I left my phone in the hotel room.” I say awkwardly, running my hand through my hair.

“Is it in the hotel room?”

“I had my phone when I left it, I called you remember?” I questioned, hoping to jog his memory. He pulls the van over and turns us around.

“Where are we going?” Zayn asks, looking up from his phone. I wish I had mine.

“Back to the hotel.”

“But we could get the phone afterwards.” Liam says.

“The phone is in the dining area, no doubt that someone is going to find it and find out that its his.” Paul counters.

“Good point.” We all mutter at the same time.

Once we arrived back where we started, they let me out and quickly jog back into the hotel through the back. I got to the dining area and to where I was only minutes earlier. The phone was gone. I rushed to one of the employees who were nearby.

“Excuse me?” I asked the man. He turned to me and gave me a polite smile.

“May I help you Mr. Styles?” He asks.

“Uh, yeah. Have you seen a phone laying around here? Specifically on that table?” I asked, pointing to the table behind me.

“Actually yes, some girl took it and walked out to the lobby.” Damn it.

“Okay, did you catch what she looked like?”

“She was wearing a red shirt and jeans with sandals. She also has black hair that’s straightened, and has light skin.”

“Alright, and she was heading to the lobby, right?” I asked to make sure, slowly backing to the way out. He nodded. “Thank you!” I called out as I made a short sprint to the Lobby, soon enough found her sitting on one of the couches, with my phone in hand. She wasn’t going through it, just looking at it. I walked up to her, and cleared my throat.

“I’m sorry, but I think that’s-” I stop when she looks up, my heart racing. She gasps with excitement.

“Harry!” She squeals, jumping out of her seat and places my phone in her back pocket before giving me a hug. My arms are extended outwards, finding balance, refusing to hug her back.

“J-Jessica…” I start. Why the hell is she here? With my phone? "What are you doing h-here?” I asked, suddenly getting nervous. Shouldn't she be out in Australia or something expanding her modeling career or something like that?

“Well, I heard you were in town, so I decided to drop by.” She says as she releases me from her hug, but leaving her hands around my neck, keeping her distance close.

“Why...?” I ask, trying to gently remove her hands from me and provide my personal space.

“Cause I wanted to see you, duh.” She says as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. I couldn’t break her hands away from my neck, so I take a couple steps back.

“Why…?” I ask again, avoiding her eye contact. I just want my phone back and go.

“Well.” She starts, closing the distance that I tried to create. “I just wanted to see how you were doing.. Do a little bit of catch up. It’s been a while since we last spoke, you know?” She explains.

“Well, there was a reason why. Look, Jessica I have somewhere to be, I really need to get going. Can I have my phone back?” I plead, forcing myself away from her, finally succeeding this time. She looks taken back, but does as I say, reaching behind her and taking my phone out.

“Here you go.” She hands it to me, flat and easy. I sigh with relief.

“Thank you.” I say with a smile. I look down and turn it on, going through my stuff just in case. I put it away in my pocket and faced her again.

"So, goodbye?" She asks. I nod.

"Goodbye." I half smile. She throws her arms around me, hugging me. I sigh and hug her back, hoping this would be quick. She lets me go slightly, and before I could react, I felt her pair of familiar soft lips on me, making me freeze.

Notes

Note: In case anybody forgot, (Since I suck at updating) Jessica is Harry's ex before Amber, FYI.

I'm a shitty person, I'm sorry. :( I actually did the next chapter, which is the radio interview. Double Update! I'm so sorry guys, things came up that were incredibly personal, I'm really, really sowy. :(

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