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Something Great

Chapter 1

Rebecca's P.O.V~

"Wake up, love." Soft, plush lips pressed against mine. What a great way to wake up!

"Hey, baby," I said, wiping the sleep away from my eyes. "What's up?"

"Nothing." The sound of his voice gave me chills.

"Then why did you wake me up?" I looked at my watch. "It's noon-thirty, Harry! I need my beauty sleep."

"First off, it's 10:00 am. Second, I don't see how you need beauty sleep. You can't possibly be any more perfect." Harry smirked. I glared playfully at him. After a few seconds, he reached into the top drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a velvet red box, which made my eyes widen with panic.

"No no, no! I'm not doing that... yet." He muttered the last part under his breath so I could barely hear.

"What was that last part?" I teased.

"What part?" Harry crossed his eyes then opened the box. It was a necklace with an 'H' charm.

"It's a promise 'necklace' since I couldn't find an 'H' ring." My boyfriend clasped the jewellery around my neck and kissed my temple. "I want you to promise me something, Rebecca." He got very serious. He only says my full name when he isn't joking around, which is very rare.
"Harry, you're scaring me."

"I want you to promise me that you will go on tour with me." He smiled.

I hit him on the chest while he laughed in my face.

"Don't do that! I thought you were dying! You're so dramatic." I scoffed.

I'd never leave you, Bex." He kissed my lips. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"What do you got, babe?" I chuckled, running a hand through my hair.

"I can make French Toast." The curly-haired man said.

"My favourite!" I squealed.

"I thought your favourite was waffles with cream and chocolate sauce."

"Anything you make is my favourite." Kissing his nose, I got out of bed and threw on one of his comfy pullover hoodies that were on the floor. I could feel my boyfriend's eyes on me as I went to the bathroom to brush teeth and hair. I heard him hop out of bed and pad his way over to me.

"I'm going to start on breakfast." Harry kissed my neck and disappeared behind the door frame.

Once I was finished, I descended down the stairs as well.

I walked into the kitchen to see my man, topless, at the stove so I glided towards his back and wrapped my arms around his waist and placed my chin on his shoulder.

I watched him make the food, not letting go of his toned torso. He moved on to eggs and bacon and I, who finally let go after intense persuasion, got the juice and fruit, consisting of apple slices, grapes, and strawberries. We set up the buffet, expecting the boys to walk in any second, and began eating. We talked about the tour and how much fun it was gonna be. We talked sight-seeing, sleeping arrangements, and how we can't wait.

Tearing us away from our conversation, four rowdy "men" barged into our flat, yelling about who's turn it is to buy pints for game day.

"Tommo," I called, causing him to catch my gaze. "It's your turn, love."

"Damn it!" The rest of the lads clapped Louis on the back as he scowled.

"What time are the girls gonna be here?" Harry asked me as he set up plates for the lads. I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 11:30 am.

"They should get here a little after twelve so we can hit the shops," I answered.

"Well in that case," He served me another plate of food and some juice. "Eat up now so you have time to get ready before they arrive."

"You are so sweet," I gushed.

"i know, now hurry, you always take longer to get ready."

My free hand flew to my chest as I gasped.

"I'm hurt that you would mistake me for a beauty queen like him." I pointed at Zayn, who was fixing his hair. "He's still getting ready and he's already here!"

"Yeah, yeah. Eat!" Harry said as he shoved a piece of toast in my mouth.

I tried to speak but my words were muffled.

"What was that, Bex?" He chuckled.

I held up my pointer finger as I finished chewing.

"I said the French Toast is perfect."

"Just like you," He winked.

"Are you guys gonna be like this all throughout the tour?" Louis groaned as he stumbled into the room. "Because I don't think I can stomach it."

Harry gave me a quick, subtle look of mischievousness as if to say 'follow my lead'. He then made a cut throat motion towards Lou.

"What are you talking about? You know it's a rule that friends aren't allowed." I said, raising an eyebrow.

His eyes went wide as he realized that he had ruined the surprise.

"Oh, uh... Harry didn't..." He stuttered.

He then looked to Harry, who had his head in his hands, then looked to me again.

"Didn't what?" I glared. Ugh, I wanted to laugh so badly!

"Uh, nothing. I-I'm just gonna go." Louis started for the door and almost made it out before Harry and I burst out laughing.

"I told her this morning, mate," Harry said, chuckling.

I would have said something but I couldn't breathe. I laughed so hard that I woke up.

Notes

Hey guys its Lys! This story was inspired by some dreams I had (this chapter was one of them) I will let you know which chapters contain original dreams of mine. Anyways I hope you like this story
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