The One

*******Chelsea's P.O.V.*********
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I open my eyes and hear my phone going off. I reach over Harry who was soundly sleeping and grab my phone which was on the nightstand. I look at who was calling and it was my mom. She can't know that Harry was there, because she has a policy of I can't sleep with any guys in my bed. I quickly get up and sprint into my closet and answer it.
"Hi Mom."
"Hi sweetie."
"How's your trip going?"
"Good. Now about this trip your going on, I want to know who's going."
"Amber, Harry, Louis, Niall, Zayn and Liam."
"Okay, where are you sting and what part of Florida?"
"Harry picked out a resort and it's in Miami."
"Okay, what are the room arrangements?"
"Well we're getting 3 rooms, and Ha-Amber is staying with me, and Louis is with Am-Harry, and the other three boys will stay together." I hoped she bought it, she can't know that I was sharing a room with Harry.
"Okay. How long are you going to be there for?"
"We leave in an hour or so, and get back late Sunday night." I hear Harry's footsteps coming up behind me.
"Who are you talking to love?" He asked in his deep groggy morning voice. I quickly rush over to him and push him out and close the door.
"Who was that?" My mom asked.
"That was the uh......cat."
"We don't have a cat."
"I'm taking care of Harry's cat, and Harry recorded his voice into it's collar and whenever it needs to get fed it talks in Harry's voice."
"What's it's name?"
"Uh.....whiskers.
"Whiskers? Very original."
"That's what I said. Okay, love you Mom bye!"
"Love you too honey! Call me when you get to Miami!" I hung up the phone and walk over to my morning area of my closet and pick out this to go over my pajamas. I walkover to the door and open it to find Harry with his arms crossed, eyebrows raised, and looking down at me. He was still shirtless like the night before, and I find it exceedingly difficult to not stare at his toned chest and six-pack.
"What was that for?" He asked
"I was talking to my Mom." I said walking past him and going over to my phone case dresser.
"So?"
"So, I'm not allowed to have guys sleep in the same bed as me." I said picking out this phone case to match my robe ad slippers.
"You could have just signaled me to leave." He said standing right behind me. I turned to him and grabbed the back of his neck.
"Your right, it was mean. I'm sorry." I pecked his lips then headed for the stairs.
"Where are you going?" He asked a few seconds later at the top of the stairs.
"To get breakfast." I said whirling around the staircase.
"No, we're going to get it on the road, come get changed."
"Okay." I said racing back up the stairs. I walked into my bedroom and into my closet. Harry was there looking through my clothes.
"You should wear this." He said holding up a barely-nothing-bikini. I walkover to him and grab it and put it back where he found it.
"Fat chance hot stuff. Now get out!"
"No way, I'm staying right here." He said sitting down and laying back on his elbows.
"No, your leaving so I can get changed." I said walking over to my shirts.
"Nope. I'm not moving" He said empathizing the 'p'. I laughed then got all of the stuff I needed to complete my outfit, then walked out and headed for the bathroom. I walked in and stripped all my clothes off and put my new ones on, to make this outfit I walked out and went back into my closet. He was still staying in the exact same position and place. I walked over to him and sat on his lap with both my knees on either said of him.
"I told you I'm not leaving." He said looking off somewhere. I grabbed his jaw and put his focus on me and smashed our lips together. He was a little taken' back by the whole thing, but then you got comfortable and pushed me and him more upwards and wrapped his arms around me. We were making out for a good 40 seconds then I suddenly stopped, got up and walked out.
"Damn." I heard him say as I did my runway walk out of my closet. I could tell not even by glancing back, that he was staring at my butt. I heard him get up as I walked out and suddenly he grabbed my shoulder and turned my around.
"I thought you said you weren't moving." I said looking at his lips as ther was on space between us.
"I changed my mind." He said. He smashed our lips together again but this time it was him who started it. I smiled through the kiss and brought my hands up and played with his hair. He pushed me up against a wall and put his hands underneath my thighs to hoist me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let go of his hair and put my hands behind his head. We made out for another 2 or 3 minutes, then we heard a car door. We both stopped and he quickly let me down when we heard the front door. I raced to a mirror to fix my hair from any suspicions, and Harry went and put on clothes. I raced back into my closet to find Harry somehow stuck in his tight white t-shirt. I ran over to him and pulled the shirt off of him and put it on properly.
"How the hell do you not put a shirt on properly?" I asked as he took his pants off.
"I don't know!" He said as he went to grab a new pair of pants.
"Hurry up!" I said as he ran back over and I helped him put on his tight black jeans. When they were fully on, I grabbed his belt and began putting it on him. "I am not enjoying this." I said as I buckled it up.
"You may not be, but I am." He said pushing the hair away from my face.
"Would you stop!" I whispered as I swatted his hand away. Then we heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I raced back into my bedroom and closed the door with Harry right on my tale. We both sprinted over to my couch and sat down flipping my TV on

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