Chapter 15

                                    

                                          
Chapter 15:
                          
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Harry's P.O.V
                          
"Oh my god Taylor! Look what you did!" 
                          
"We'll it wouldn't of happen if you would stop fucking yelling at me!" Taylor is making a huge mess in my kitchen that's going to take me weeks to clean. So far she's dropped flour, broken two plates, burnt 5 pancakes, and made a freaking mess with her stupid blueberry muffins!
                          
"Get your ass out of my kitchen!" 
                          
"No! You can't tell me what to do!" That is it, I am so tired of her! I grabbed Taylor and threw her over my shoulder, running upstairs as I did so. "Ooo," Taylor giggled. "Did little Harry change his mind?" I rolled my eyes at her stupid continuos thoughts of sex and kept running. I kicked the door of the bathroom open and dropped Taylor on the tiled floors. I shut the door close and placed the nearest chair I could find under the door knob. "Harry!" Taylor slammed her hands on the door. "I'm stuck in here!" 
                          
"Oh no, don't worry, I'm gonna go find someone to save you. Be right back." I ran out of my flat and jumped into my car, driving quickly over to Hazel's hotel. 
                          
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Hazel's P.O.V
                          
God I am so hungry but the food here is so terrible. This place is supposedly a 'five star hotel', five star hotel my butt. I sat on the couch and was about to turn on the TV but the door slammed open. I turned to the door and saw a mad looking Harry clutching the door knob. "Harry? How did you-"
                          
"I am done with Taylor! I want her out of my life!" 
                          
"Come 'ere. Talk to Hazel," Harry came over to me and laid down on the couch, laying his head on my lap. "What did she do?"
                          
"She made a mess in kitchen, she's breaking my things, and she keeps on trying to have sex with me."
                          
"How dare she!" Harry opened his mouth to speak but closed it when a ring startled both of us. "Is that mine?" I asked. Harry shrugged and pulled out his phone out of his pocket. "Hello?" He said, putting the phone up to his ear. I frowned as I heard crying on the other line. 
                          
"Liam, no, she's not dead. The whole thing was a lie," 
                          
"Yeah, I did break up with her. Yes, I'm Taylor Swift. I'll explain things later, I'm busy. Okay, bye." Harry turned off his phone and stuffed it back into his pocket, suddenly taking off his shirt. "What are you doing?" I frowned.
                          
"I can't sleep with my shirt on." Harry laid his head on my lap again and closed his eyes, letting out a frustrated sigh. After a few minutes, Harry had fallen asleep. Okay, now what am I pgoing to do while he's sleeping? I can't get up because that'll wake him up. I spotted the TV remote and reached my arms for it. The more I leaned forward, Harry would slowly start rolling off my lap.
                          
I finally grabbed the remote but Harry rolled off my lap and landed on the floor with a loud thud. I gasped and crotched down beside him. "Oh my god, are you okay?" Harry groaned and rubbed his head, as well as his back. "Ugh, yeah. Why did you drop me?"
                          
"I was trying to reach for the TV remote..." 
                          
"Well thank you for dropping me."
                          
"What! I was getting bored and I didn't want to wake you up, so I decided to watch TV but you ended up rolling off my lap when I tried to reach for the remote...." I reached my hand forward for him to take, which he did but I ended up falling on him. I tried to pull myself up but Harry wrapped his arms around me so I wasn't able to break free. "Harry, let go."
                          
"Umm, no."
                          
"If you give me a kiss then i'll let go." Oh great, he's that kind of guy. I gave him a small delicate kiss and tried to stand up but Harry still had his arms around me. "That kiss was weak. Make it like you're hungry for me."
                          
"I'm being completely serious now, let go of me!" 
                          
"Please,"
                          
"No."
                          
"Please,"
                          
"I said, no."
                          
"I said please,"
                          
"God damn okay!" I smacked my lips onto his soft ones and it soon turned into a make out session until a knock on the door interrupted us. I separated from Harry and got off him. "I wasn't done with you," Harry grumbled. I stuck my tongue out at him and opened the door. Oh, it's Taylor. 
                          
How does everyone know where I stay at?
                          
"Where's Harry?" She snapped, pushing me out of the way and walking in uninvited. She gasped when she saw shirtless Harry on the floor. "You have sex with a rat but not me?"
                          
"What are you doing here?" He asked, clearly annoyed with her. "I should ask you the same thing!"
                          
"I'm with my girlfriend!"
                          
"She's using you for fame!"
                          
"Um, you and Harry are actually fake dating so..." I trailed off. 
                          
"Stay out of this Pazel!" Taylor pointed her finger at me. 
                          
"It's Hazel!" I shouted. "Now get out of hotel room!"
                          
"Fine, but Harry, be ready for a special surprise in your bed." She winked. Taylor left the room and slammed the door shut on her way out. How are we ever going to get rid of her?
                          
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Sorry for not updating! I had a whole bunch of homework yesterday and had no time to write a chapter.
                          
Thanks for reading !(: