Carly’s POV

“So, what are we doing tonight?” Harry asked as we walked around New York.

“Walking around…?” I looked up at him and smiled.

“I mean, are we staying friendly or can I hold your hand? I don’t want you to get swamped by the paps ‘cause of me.” He looked around at the rest of the group and then at the paparazzi.

“Um, I think we should just keep it friendly and if we’re still feeling this when you come back, we can work things out.” My voice was shaky but I knew my message got across when he smiled down at me.

“Sounds like a plan. I’m gonna go bug Louis.” He laughed walking away.

I watched him walk away and jump on Louis’s back, almost knocking him down, and saw them both laugh. Looking around, I could see fans and paparazzi following us down the street.

“Hey, you okay?” Liam asked slinging his arm over my shoulder.

“Yep.” I smiled up at him. “How are you and Dani?”

“No relationship talk, remember?” He chuckled almost tripping over his feet.

“Oh, yea, whoops. So, what time do you guys leave tomorrow?” I really didn’t want them to leave but I knew they had to.

“We have to be at the airport by noon. Are you coming to see us off?” He sounded like a little kid.

“Of course!” I hip-bumped him and laughed when he almost fell.

“Good.” He let go of me and went back to Danielle.

After awhile of talking, walking and laughing at stupid jokes, we made it back to the apartment and separated to our rooms besides Harry and I; we sat on the couches in our pajamas. He had the remote and was trying to pick some cheesy zombie movie that I didn’t want to watch but I finally gave up.

“I win!” He laughed raising his hands in victory.

“Whatever.” I scoffed looking at the screen. “This movie’s stupid.”

“It hasn’t ever started.” He looked at me in disbelieve.

“It’s still stupid.” I pouted.

“Someone’s a sore loser.” He teased moving over to my couch.

“No, I just know a stupid movie when I see one.” I laughed as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

“Whatever you say.” He kissed my forehead and watched the movie.


“Okay, you were right. That movie sucked.” He yawned standing up while the credits rolled.

“Told ya so!” I whisper yelled.

“Yea, yea whatever.” He rolled his eyes and cleaned up the living room while I sat comfortably on the couch.

I stood up once he was done and walked down the hallway to my room and saw him stop at his door. He looked at me as I leaned against my door.

“My room or yours?” I asked quietly.

“Really?” His jaw dropped.

“Pick one.” I winked.

“Yours.” He smiled walking over to my door.