July 11th || 9:02am

Cheyenne’s POV
I had a staggering headache. My eyes were hurting. I felt like I was going to die. I took some Tylenol, but it didn’t work one little bit, and I took it three hours ago. I’ve been up since six, and I’m so tired, but I just can’t go back to sleep at all.

I’m sitting on the hotel bed, staring at the huge flat screen TV that’s mounted onto the wall. I was glad I got a soft bed and a nice room.

The air conditioner was freezing me to death, but yet it felt really good because I had a little fever. I don’t understand how I could be cold and hot at the same time, but whatever.

Out of no where, I heard a few knocks on the door. I sat up, questioning it. Was I losing my mind? Or was there really some one at the door? But who? Lou? Possibly, the boys did have a show tonight.

But she wouldn’t wake me up so early, or come to “visit” at this time. Hell, she’s probably still asleep herself.

But, instead of lying back down and trying to get the headache to slowly creep away, I got up and walked over to the door. I didn’t have any shorts on. My hair was pulled back, I done that when I woke up. I was barefoot and I certainly wasn’t a morning person.

I open the door just to reveal Harry’s tall, muscular body leaning against the door frame. Two Starbucks coffees in his hands.

‘’Good Morning,’’ He smiles gently at me.

‘’Hey?’’ I sigh lightly, still confused on why exactly he’s here.

‘’I brought you some coffee. I hope you like Vanilla,’’ He says, handing the cup to me. I grab it and open the door some more to allow him to come in.

He follows me into the room and closes the door behind him. Harry sits his phone on the counter by the sink for a second as he turns the water on.

I watch as he takes the lid off his coffee and puts a few drops of water into the cup. I raise my eyebrows, very confused, as he puts the lid back on and continues to drink his coffee.

‘’As you can probably tell, I’m not really dressed for any mornin’ conversations,’’ I say, hoping he wouldn’t look over at me.

‘’Oh, I noticed that part..’’ He says as he turns around and winks at me before walking past me, towards the bed.

‘’So.. why are you here?’’ I ask.

He lets a little laugh escape his mouth as he sits the coffee down on the bedside table along with his phone. I watch as he takes his shoes and socks off and undoes his belt, pulling it off and dropping it beside his shoes.

‘’What.. are you doing?’’ I ask him, very cautious at this point.

‘’Don’t worry, I’m not gonna rape ya or anything like that. I just hate to lie down while wearing my belt. Don’t judge me..’’ He looks up at me and smiles.

I roll my eyes, letting myself release a few laughs before joining him across the room. I sit down on the bed beside him and watch as he messes on his phone.

Harry’s POV
Kara, one of Louis’ friends, was driving me insane. She wouldn’t stop texting me and it was ticking me off a little. I couldn’t even go to Cheyenne’s hotel room, in which no one knows about, without getting cut off by some one.

As I type my response, I can sense Cheyenne’s pretty eyes on my phone screen, but I act as if I didn’t care. Because really, I didn’t. I just didn’t want her to think that something was going on between me and this girl.

Kara: When are you getting a break again? You said we could meet up.

Me: For one, I never said that.

Kara: Well, Louis said you did

Me: Exactly, LOUIS told you that not ME.

Kara: Whatever. But still, when??

Me: I’m getting a break, I’m not telling you when and when it comes I am certainly not going to meet up with you since you’re already trying to fuck with me. I don’t do that, just to let you know. I don’t care what you tell Louis. I don’t know you, and honestly, I don’t want to. So leave me alone. Okay?

Kara: Whatever. But I’m sure we’ll hook up eventually…

Me: Goodbye.

“You know, its rude to read people’s messages,’’ I say, not looking over at Cheyenne.

‘’I wasn’t,’’ She mumbles.

‘’Mmhmm, sure..’’ I say with a smile. I stand up, and as I do, I flirty pat her knee, acting as if I told her something important and meaningful, even though I didn’t.

“You still never told me why you were here..’’ She sighs as I go over to the bathroom.

‘’I’ll tell you.. in a minute,’’ I assure her as I open the bathroom door. I hear a loud huff come from her and it just makes me laugh, she’s so cute.

I stare at myself in the mirror, wondering what anyone could see in me. I don’t want to be thought about based on my looks. I hope, and pray, that Cheyenne sees more, if she’s even looking for anything..

Because in my opinion, my personality is way better than my face..

I find myself not even attempting to use the bathroom. I just leave, rejoining Cheyenne on the bed. She nudges my side with her elbow and I look over at her and raise my eyebrows.

‘’You said you’d tell me,’’ She says, a light smile on that pretty face of hers.

‘’Well, I just didn’t have anything to do. And I figured you wouldn’t mind…’’ I tell her the truth and she nods, smiling lightly still.

God, I love it. I love her.. So much. If she only knew..

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