I woke up to find a note and a leaf on the pillow next to me. Yes, I just said a leaf. The note read:

For your love of nature.
- H

So he gave me a leaf? Does he not know roses are part of nature too?

I laughed at the note before climbing out of my bed. I walked over to the kitchen and began searching the fridge for something to eat. But the only thing in the refrigerator was another note:

Breakfast is on me. I already ordered it for you, just call room service for it.
- H

I found myself giggling at this note. This is so cute, I didn't know Harry was so romantic. Well, sort of.

I picked up the phone and dialed room service, "Hello?"

"Hi Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

"There was a food order placed for room 12. Can you send it up?" Food order? Is that what you call it? I'm sorry, I'm half asleep and I'm not good with names of objects. Names of objects? Sounds stupid, wow.

"Right away Ma'am."

I hung up the phone and went to the bathroom to fix my hair. I put it up in a messy bun, not really caring what it looked like. I noticed that my makeup was a little smeared, so I washed it off of my face.

But then something else caught my eye as well. Another note. It was placed in a tiny slot between the mirror and wall. This note read:

Just stop. You're beautiful.
- H

I blushed at the note. Wow, Harold is full of surprises.

Knock knock! Room service is here. I wonder what Harry ordered for me. I walked over to the door and opened it, allowing a man to walk in with a cart that had two silver platters with round lids over them.

"Breakfast is served," the man lifted the lids.

"BAHHHHHH!!!"

"GRAHHHHH!!!"

Two heads screamed at me. I squealed and jumped in surprise of what just happened. Next thing I knew, I flung myself to the floor, burying my face into my hands. I whimpered into my hands in horror.

"Aww Lex," Harry lightly chuckled.

"Did you get it?" I heard Louis ask.

"Everything," Niall answered Louis. I hate them. They planned this. I was so scared and they all think it's so funny.

I felt fingernails run up and down my back. "I'm sorry they did that to you," Liam said. "They insisted."

I kept my face hidden in my hands and started fake crying. I had to get them back.

"Baby, we didn't mean it," Harry sighed and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me in for a hug. "I'm so sorry. I didn't know we were going to scare you that bad." Aww, he sounded so sincere. Too bad I'm still getting revenge. I noticed his arm was almost directly below my mouth. Easy target.

I put his flesh in between my teeth and bit down hard, making him cry out in pain. He waved his other arm around, like a lunatic, as if he were trying to cure the pain that way.

I finally released his arm to see the deep bite mark I've made, "You deserved that greatly."

"I don't think we hurt you as much as that did," Louis pointed at Harry who was rubbing his bite mark.

"Do that again, and I'll show you real pain," I warned Louis with a smile.

"Lesson learned," he waved his hands.

Harry just continued to stare at the bite mark in shock.

"Maybe you should get a tattoo of that too," I joked, pointing to the mark.

"I'm going to get you," Harry growled before lunging after me. Luckily I dodged and jumped to my feet to run away. I ran across my bed and out of the room with Harry trailing close behind. This whole time, the boys were all watching us for their entertainment.

"Help me!" I screeched and giggled.

"I got you!" Zayn ran in front of me and held me firmly behind him. "You'll never get her, Haz." Haz? That's interesting.

Harry tried reaching around for me but Zayn blocked Harry's hand. "Zayn, Buddy..." Harry patted Zayn's shoulder. "You've been my Bro longer than you've been her's." I giggled at his joke. "And you know, Bros before Hoes."

Oh no he didn't. "Come here you Bitch!" I charged after Harry, but Zayn's back stopped me. He held me up as if he was giving me a piggyback ride while I kicked my legs around trying to free myself. "Let me go!"

"You're right Harry," Zayn stated. What? "But in this case, you're the Ho." Thank goodness.

"OH!" Louis yelled.

Zayn finally released me from his grip, allowing me to slide to the floor. I walked over to Harry, "Want some ice for that burn?"

He pouted, "No, but a kiss would be nice."

"Your wish is my command," I bowed before standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

"Dork," he smiled into the kiss.

"Aww," Niall cooed.

I looked over at Niall to see him holding something up. "Is that my camera?"

"Surprise," Niall shrugged. "It was Haz's idea!"

I playfully slapped Harry, "Thief!" I can't believe he stole my camera.

Harry grinned, "I thought you might use the footage. Otherwise, we would've."

"For what? Blackmail?" I tilted my head to the side.

"Never!" the curly haired boy fake gasped.

"Thanks for the leaf by the way, Thief." I walked over to my bedroom and grabbed the leaf to show the viewers. "Look what Harry left me. He knows how much I love the outdoors," I curled my lips.

"It's true," Harry wrapped his arms around me and placed his chin on my shoulder.

"You do know flowers are part of nature too, right?" Liam asked Harry. That's what I'm saying! Harry only chuckled.

"Harry wouldn't be Harry if he gave me flowers. It's unHarry-like to be romantic," I twirled the leaf with my fingers.

"I can be romantic," Harry lifted his head and turned me towards him.

I scoffed, "Doubt it." I said it as if I was joking, but I think it's true. There isn't a romantic bone in that boy's body. He's been that heartbreaker for so long that romance just is nonexistent to him. It's kind of sad.

He poked my side, "I'll prove it. Don't you worry."

"Oh, I was so worried," I said sarcastically. He just shushed me and bumped his hip against mine.

Niall yelled, "And that's a wrap!" Then he turned off my camera and handed it to me. "I expect a check on my desk first thing in the morning."

I laughed, "How about I just feature you in one of my videos?"

"Yes!"

"Me too!" Louis shouted over Niall.

"Of course," I smiled. "Maybe we can do a three-way challenge of some sort."

"I'm down," Louis tried to play it cool.

I started making my way to my bedroom again, "Alright well, you guys wait here."

"Where are you going?" Liam was curious.

"To take a shower and get ready. You guys owe me breakfast," I smirked. This is the one time I'm making them pay for my food.

Zayn crossed his arms, "We do indeed."

I smiled at them before going into my bedroom and grabbing clothes for the day. I pulled a scarlet red dress out of my suitcase that I had just bought recently. It has sleeves that stop just above my elbow, it's tight only at the top of the dress, and the bottom flows to my knees. I pulled out some black leggings and cream mid-calf boots from my suitcase as well. The last thing I grabbed was a knitted cream beret. I love this outfit. My messenger bag will probably look stupid with it, but I won't wear it across my body like usual.

But then I remembered, Ryann. "Hey, can someone go wake Ryann up?" I poked my head back into the living room. All the boys were watching cable in the living room.

"I'll get her," Liam volunteered.

"Thanks," I waved and went to take my shower.

---

I'm loving this outfit. Plus, I curled my hair and actually put makeup on. I had the smoky eye going for me, along with the cat tail eyeliner. I was also wearing some dark red lipstick as well. I'm feeling sexy today. I think I only made an effort since I was going out in public with One Direction. You have to look good for that.

When I walked into the living room, all the boys were gone. Where'd they go?

"RUN!" I heard Louis yell in the hallway. Uh oh.

I ran and grabbed my purse and my black trench coat from the bedroom before walking into the chaos. Niall was pushing one of those big laundry carts around the hallway and guess who was in it? Harry. Niall ran the cart towards Louis as fast as he could and Louis dove in, landing on top of Harry.

I heard Harry groan in pain, making me chuckle a little. "You guys are so strange."

"They're like this all the time," Zayn shook his head.

I saw Liam was holding my camera and recording this mess, and for once I was glad they stole it. This is footage I definitely want. Ryann stood beside Zayn, hiding her smile behind her hands.

"Ryann, what are you wearing?" I giggled.

Ryann looked down at her shirt, “Just trying to fit in.” She was talking about her longed sleeved England shirt, but that’s not what I was referring to.

“I meant those,” I pointed to her bare legs. She was wearing short denim shorts and vans. “It’s winter! Are you crazy?”

“Eh, I’ll live,” she shrugged.

I put my hand on Ryann‘s shoulder, “Are you sure you don’t want to grab a jacket or at least bring a pair of jeans?”

“Fine,” Ryann groaned before walking back into her room.

I held the door open and shouted to her, “And just so you know, that shirt won’t make you fit in!”

Harry tapped my shoulder, “Hey, I’m still borrowing your beanie.” He pulled my maroon beanie out of his back pocket and placed it on his head.

“I was looking for that!”

“Yeah, I never gave it back,” he giggled.

I shrugged, “It looks better on you anyways.”

“Aww,” Louis teased us.

“So, Birthday Boy…” I walked over to Louis and grabbed his hand. I found myself high-fiving me with his hand. “What’s on the menu for breakfast?”

He pointed at the ground, “Downstairs?” Ryann and I are staying at a hotel called ‘The Orange’ and it just so happens that they have a cute little restaurant downstairs. So basically, I just yelled at Ryann for nothing, since all we were doing was going downstairs. But then again, it still might be chilly in there.

“Works for me.” I looked over at Harry to see him back inside the laundry cart. “Come, Child,” I patted my legs. He just glared and slowly disappeared into the cart. Dork. “Are you getting this?”

“Yes I am,” Liam chuckled. “Please tell me that’ll be in your video.”

“It will, no worries.”

Ryann walked out of her room in navy blue skinnies and black Ugg boots, still wearing the same shirt. “Better?” she rolled her eyes.

“Very much. To breakfast!” I pointed forward. “Wait, I don’t want to walk. Someone push me in the cart.” I ran in jumped into the cart, landing by Harry’s side.

He giggled before jumping out and gripping he cart. “I hope you’re still recording Liam.”

“Yes,” Liam sighed. Something tells me he didn't want to be the cameraman anymore.

Harry began sprinting down the hallway, pushing the cart the whole way. I screamed as I held the cart tight, trying not to fly out of it. I feel bad for anyone who’s still sleeping but not really, it’s 11.

---

Breakfast in 'The Orange' wasn't too special. No one saw us, because we hid our faces and went to the private room. The employees obviously knew 1D was already here, since they helped the boys scare me. Jerks. Anyways, the employees were working so they weren't allowed to take pictures of or with the boys, which was great since there were no interruptions.

After we ate breakfast, we headed back to my suite to make a video. I guess that’s what Louis really wanted to do for his birthday. He was very persistent about it.

At first, I wanted to do an ‘Ask One Direction’ video, but I figured they get asked so many questions all the time. Niall insisted we did an ‘Ask Lexington’ video. Ryann took a photo of all of the boys and me for the boys to tweet. Then, they told their followers to ask me questions with the hashtag ‘#AskReed’.

I set up my camera to face the couch in the living room. The boys all decided to sit on the cushions, forcing Ryann and I to sit on the uncomfortable backing of the couch. Backing? Head? Back of the couch? What’s it called? We were behind the boys, okay? Niall sat forward so Ryann could set her feet onto the cushions, but did Harry do that for me? No. So I kept using his shoulders as leg rests.

“Sup Guys, Lex here. As you can see I’m with-“

“HARRY!” Harry shouted loudly.

Niall blocked Harry’s face, “NIALL IS AWESOME!”

“IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!” Louis bounced on the couch.

Liam waved, “I’m Liam.”

“Hey,” Zayn nodded.

“Someone’s too cool for school,” I said sarcastically.

“Yeah,” Zayn agreed. “I am.”

Ryann raised both of her hands in the air, “I’m Ryann, but you guys remember me!”

I jokingly pushed her and said, “Yeah, yeah, yeah. No one cares.”

“I care,” Niall pouted. Aww.

“Thanks Nialler,” Ryann patted Niall’s shoulder.

I continued, “Anyways, today we’re doing-“

I was rudely interrupted by Harry again, “ASK REED!”

“Bloody hell, you’re loud,” Louis covered his ears.

“I have a feeling this video is going to take hours,” I rested my elbows on Harry’s head before resting my chin onto my hands.

“The boys had their fans ask Lexington questions,” Ryann explained. “Take it away boys!”

“@Hilary_Jones asks, ‘Who’s your favorite 1D member?’” Liam read the tweet.

I tapped my finger against my chin, “Hm, Louis!”

“Yes!” Louis jumped up.

“What?!” Harry shouted, making me giggle.

Niall grabbed Louis’s wrist, “I’m pretty sure she only picked you because it’s your birthday.” Louis slowly sat back down and fake cried onto Zayn’s shoulder.

“Dude, get off.” Zayn pushed Louis to the side.

“You’re my favorite Louis,” Ryann hugged Louis’s head. He just smiled at her and patted her arms.

“@ZaynIsCool23 wants to know ‘What was your first thought when you met One Direction?’” Zayn read the next question.

“Let me just tell you what was going on, first of all,” I waved my finger. “These boys were on my school cafeteria’s stage. At first, I saw Zayn and Liam joking about something. Zayn was like Mr. ‘I’m so Cool’ over here,” I shook Zayn’s shoulder. I received a few chuckles for mocking him. “Liam seemed like a sweet dude and-“

Liam turned to me with a puzzled expression, “Seemed?”

“Yeah, you’re not that nice,” I joked and turned back to the camera.

“OH!” the boys yelled all together. Liam leaned forward and laughed into his knees while Harry grabbed Liam’s neck and lightly shook him.

Just when it got quiet Louis added, “No really, it’s true.”

I buried my head in Ryann’s shoulder and laughed with her. You've gotta love these boys.

“Then I saw Louis doing tricks with a microphone,” I started again. “I was like ‘What a show-off.’” I waved my hands around as if I were doing his silly tricks. Harry was slapping his leg and stifling his laughter. “Then there was Niall who was arguing with my principal over who gets to pull the winner’s name out of the bowl.”

“Oh yeah!” Zayn nudged Niall. “Dude, you bugged her for a good thirty minutes.”

Niall defended himself, “I really wanted to pick a winner.”

“Look how that turned out! You accidentally pulled out two names!” Liam joked.

My jaw dropped open. “Liam!”

“What?”

“If I didn't make that mistake, we never would've met Lexiboo!” Niall hugged one of my legs that still rested on Harry’s shoulder.

“This is why she called you mean!” Louis slapped Liam’s shoulder.

I mumbled, “Jerk.” Liam just hid his face into his hands. “I just thought Niall was a Dork, and he is. But I love him anyways.”

“Aww,” Niall cooed and patted my leg.

“Next question,” I purposely skipped Harry.

“What about me?” Harry waved his arms.

“What about you?” I stared blankly at him. “Not everything’s about you, Harold.”

“Oh,” Niall hissed. “Rejected.”

“I’m kidding,” I put my legs to the sides of Harry and wrapped my arms around his neck. “When I found out One Direction was there, Harry was the one I wanted to see the most.” Harry faced me to reveal his dimples and flushed cheeks. He gets all shy when I say things like that, it’s cute. “Too bad he ruined it by having Taylor on his arm,” I pushed Harry forward.

“OH!” all the boys yelled and bounced around.

“I just wanted to say something real fast!” I yelled over the commotion. “I love Taylor, she’s a really beautiful girl! She’s also one of the sweetest people I've ever met! Love you Taylor,” I formed my hands into a heart shape and flashed it to the camera.

“@JaneyMalik wants to…” Niall paused and whipped his head towards Zayn. “Does everyone like you? This tough guy act actually works?”

Zayn shrugged, “I guess.”

“So cool,” I mocked him to which he only laughed in response.

“@JaneyMalik wants to know what your favorite song from Midnight Memories is,” Niall said.

I made a popping sound with my mouth. “Oh that’s a tough one.” Then I busted into song, snapping my fingers as I sung. And yes, I sung. Tommy told me before he died that I should sing more, and maybe he’s right. So that’s what I’m going to do.

Maybe it's the way she walked,
Straight into my heart and stole it.

The boys and Ryann joined in as well.

Through the doors and past the guards,
Just like she already owned it.

I said, "Can you give it back to me?"
She said,

Harry sung in a girly voice, "Never in your wildest dreams."

We all began snapping and swaying our bodies around.

And we danced all night to the best song ever.
We knew every line. Now I can't remember,
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her,
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever.

“Yeah, it’s ‘Story of My Life’,” I smiled stupidly at the camera.

“Yeah.”

“Of course.”

“Definitely.”

That’s all the boys and Ryann said as they looked back down to their phones. Of course we had a laugh or two before continuing. I answered twelve more questions after that. It was very interesting to say the least. One of the questions was to line up all the boys and smell them, then order them from least to greatest smelling boy. I made Harry lose that one even though he smells the best to me. That sounded slightly strange, but whatever. Strange is my thing.

“Okay guys, that’s all we have for you today. Thanks for watching and remember…” I paused and nudged everyone.

“HAPPINESS IS A CHOICE!” we all shouted in one unison.

“And don’t you forget it!” Harry waved his finger to the camera.

I playfully pushed Harry, “Oh hush Pretty Boy.”

He fluttered his eyelashes, “You think I’m pretty?”

“Not prettier than me!” Niall pulled me into his lap.

“Periwinkle is some stiff competition,” I played with Niall’s hair.

Niall pushed me towards Harry and pouted, “I don’t want her anymore.”

Harry held me tight, “She’s all mine anyways.”

“Hm, not really,” I shrugged. It’s true. When is he going to ask me out? Seriously, we've known each other for months and we've gotten to know a lot about each other. Isn't it about time?

“Yeah, she’s mine,” Ryann pulled me out of Harry’s arms.

“Guys, guys, guys.” I freed myself and waved my arms. “No. Just no.”

Niall jumped to the floor and grabbed my leg, “I want her back!”

“Dude!” I squealed. “Not helping.”

Zayn held the camera in Niall’s face, “Say hi, Pathetic.”

“Hi Pathetic!” Niall smiled and waved.

I held my hand out to Zayn, “Alright, hand over the camera.” Zayn waved at the camera and handed it to me so I could turn it off.

“Hey, we should all go get ready,” Louis said while looking at his phone. “It’s getting late.”

Niall got up off the floor and joined the boys by the door. Harry walked over to me and placed his hands onto my shoulders, “Wear something sexy tonight, we’re going to a club for Louis’s birthday.”

A club? That’s right. It’s legal to drink here at the age of eighteen. Lucky for me, that is my age. I just nodded my head and kissed Harry on the lips. Tonight is going to be a blast.

Shortly after the boys left, I received a text.

From Graham's Eyes are the Devil's O.O
Call me, it's important.

Great.

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