Peppermint Kisses
December 3rd.
For whatever reason, I found myself walking the city streets alone. I’ve got my phone, hotel key, and phone charger shoved in my pockets. I may have left my wallet, I don’t know. Somehow I woke up and felt like window shopping, but aimlessly roaming the streets more than less. I was pretty cold, not realizing the New York weather when I left the room, I’ll live I guess.Early this morning at about three I had gotten messages from Louis, Niall, Zayn and Liam. They really understand me, but I just don’t understand why they’d be texting me at such god awful times in the morning; most likely the main reason I’m out and about right now. I’m quite surprised I haven’t been recognized yet. After being here for only a few days you’d think my family and I had been noticed by now. The streets are actually quite busy and the air smells filthier during this time of the year. It’s also kind of the first time we’re having Christmas away from home and so far away at that. Not that we’re really escaping the climate, but it’s not home.
I tried to not venture to far away from the hotel. I mean I’m old enough to go out and about by myself, but I do get scared. Especially with fame that follows me like a shadow. Until my mother calls that is.
“Hello”
“Harry where have you taken off to this morning?”
“Just a little walk”
“…”
“Would you like me to bring breakfast?”
“Yes, that would be lovely”
“Bye, mum”
“Bye sweetie”
She loves me too much and misses me all the same.
After walking around trying to follow my phones useless directions I stumble upon a bakery. It’s small, but warm inside. Suddenly I feel like I’m in one of those stories that our fans write where I stumble into a bakery and behind the counter is a girl with a sad story that I’ll fall madly in love with.
It’s a balding guy who looks to be in his 60’s.
“What can I get for you young man?”
“A loaf of bread, three bagels, a giant cookie and a coffee”
He looked at me strangely, then laughed and gathered my order.
“15.18 is your total”
I handed him the exact change and grabbed the bag and coffee cup, but not before wishing him a happy holidays. From there the hotel seemed to be right around the corner, if not for the horse drawn carriages waiting outside I might not have noticed. The doorman greeted me and opened the door with a cheerful smile which really helped brighten the glum mood I’d been in earlier.
A hotel; another moment in the fan stories that are written about us in which we meet the love of our lives. Once again I’m met with nothing close to being a potential girlfriend; instead, my sister.
“Fancy a swim Gem?”
“Yeah, did you bring food?”
“No, I carry food from bakeries when I haven’t visited a bakery”
She wasn’t amused.
“I officially uninvited you to come swim”
“You didn’t invite me to swim”
“I almost did”
I shook my head at her and entered the elevator pressing the number 15. A few people entered and exited the elevator while I was waiting to arrive at my floor. Really, I never actually saw when I arrived at my floor and am now in the lobby again. It took all of ten minutes for me to go from the lobby, to the lobby again and to the fifteenth floor. Then somewhere in between was when I realized I was not on the fifteenth floor.
“Harry dear you’re really out of it aren’t you?”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because I opened the door and you’re standing here like you don’t have a key”
“Oh” I simply said and brushed past her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing mum. I brought bread, bagels, and a big cookie if anyone wants some. I think I’ll have a lie down” I said before rushing into my claimed room of our hotel suite. No one talked to me for the rest of the day and I don’t know why. You’d think mum would come in again acting all worried and questioning me again. Or she thinks I’m actually sleeping from how silent it is. Later in the day I was receiving messages from the boys again. Maybe I miss them. Maybe I’m having a withdrawal because I’m near them all the time and then not. I fell asleep not long after the quick decision I made.
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According to mum I just didn’t get a good enough sleep. I listened. Even when I chatted with the boys they said I sounded gloomy. I told them what I thought. They were touched.
Mum said I wasn’t allowed to walk aimlessly anymore. I understand why.
That night I couldn’t sleep. I stayed up talking to Louis who says he’s pulling an all nighter just talking to me. Little does he know I am too.
