I woke up the next morning to the feel of a cool summer breeze hitting my cheek. In a haste I had forgotten to shut the window all of the way last night. Sitting up, the duvet still wrapped tightly around my body, I shuffled over to the tall window and shoved it downward to close. Outside the sun was shining brightly. I wasn't really in the mood to go sight seeing today though. I was hoping to spend time with Harry. After all, we don't get to see each other often. Bored of sitting alone, I decided to go make myself some breakfast. When I stepped out into the hallway, I could already see the light on in the kitchen. I tip toed down the steps in efforts not to wake any of the other boys up.

As I stepped in to the room I finally took the chance to look around. The whole place was white; white walls, white cupboards, and white curtains. The only ounce of color in the room came from the stainless steel appliances and the countertop made from some shimmery, Gray stone. A circular bistro table was placed in the left corner with booth seating lining the wall while six seats sat around the island in the center. However, only five were vacant. The chair closest to the stove top was occupied by a boy in a plain white tee shirts, and ruffled fringe.

"Good morning love," Louis said, looking up from his phone to look at me. "There are strawberries in the fridge." I nodded, moving over to open the stainless steel doors. A bowl of freshly sliced strawberries. I grabbed the fruit and went to take a seat across from Lou who was lightly sipping on a cup of tea. "Did you sleep well?"

"Perfectly," I assured him. "What are you doing today?"

"The usual: Twitter, see Eleanor maybe, and cause some mischief." Louis replied with a sly smile.

"Did anyone make breakfast?" A sleepy voice asked from behind me. While popping a strawberry slice into my mouth I turned around to look at Niall, in nothing but navy sweats, rubbing his tired eyes. His blond hair was stuck up in several different directions which he quickly fixed by swiping his fingers through the front.

"I'm about to make some cereal," Liam said, appearing at his side in basketball shorts, a gray t-shirt, and a black snapback, "Grab a bowl mate!"

"Okay," Niall mumbled as he followed Liam to the cupboards, pouring himself some cereal before sitting next to me.

"Anyone want an orange slice?" Liam asked, placing a bowl of slices on the island. Niall and I reached for a couple, popping them into our mouths. Suddenly, I felt him tap my shoulder. When I turned around, Niall smiled revealing and orange slice to replace his teeth. I smiled too, Niall literally laughing in fits at the same sight I saw in his.

"You two are such children," Liam said with a chuckle.

"Oh have some fun!" Louis cheered, smiling to reveal two strawberry slices made to look like vampire teeth. I giggled to the boys laughter. Just as the laughing began to die down I brought another strawberry up to my lips.

"Hey can I have one?" A voice called from the doorway. A voice I knew all too well. I looked over my shoulder to see Harry clad in blue plaid pajama bottoms and a white shirt. His curls were pushed up from his eyes, but it seemed unintentional. His green eyes looked sleepy, smaller, and puffy from sleep. Let's not forget about his 'I-just-woke-up' voice either!....Ally you're getting distracted again.

"Sure. Catch!" I collected a few strawberries in my hand before turning back to Harry. He had his mouth open wide as well as his eyes. With one toss, I sent four berries flying at his face at once. Each one smacked different parts of his face, all except for his actual mouth. Harry jumped back in surprise, before sending me a devilish smile, almost as devilish as devious. He ran up, his arms swallowing me in a bear hug, and his body completely covering me.

"What on earth are you wearing?" Louis questioned. Harry got off of me, leaving his arms wrapped around my chest, to look at him. Louis' face held a mixture of amazement and humor.

"Pajamas..." Harry answered skeptically.

"You own those?" Louis wondered with a chuckle. Harry leaned over me to swat at him.

"So lover boy...any big plans today?" Liam asked from the counter. Where is Zayn?

"Erm...actually...I was gonna go to the shop." Harry replied.

"Wow...you are a bucket of fun...don't worry Ally. We can go somewhere," Louis said cheekily, earning an eye roll from Harry.

"It's fine. I don't mind a lazy day. The jetlag is still kicking my butt." I told him. Finally Zayn strolled in with his head deep in the hood of his sweatshirt.

"Mornin'," he mumbled, taking a seat beside Louis and resting his head on the counter top.

"Why hello princess!" Louis exclaimed in fake delight. The boys chuckled amongst themselves. Harry sighed before I could feel his hot breath against my ear so only I could hear him, much like in the airport.

"I left some pajama bottoms on your bed...thought we would be cute today," he whispered. I could sense a smile in his voice, only adding to the curiosity of what waited for me on my bed. With a nod, I pushed away from the island.

"Alright, I'm gonna get dressed, be right back." I said as I began to leave the kitchen.

"Well shouldn't you be following her?" I heard Niall question on my way up the steps. "Put on your a-game Styles." There was a pause in the conversation before I could hear a smack and some laughing.

When I entered my temporary room I noticed a set of clothes folded neatly on the duvet. As I moved closer I noticed they were a pair of plaid pajama bottoms similar to Harry's, but in a darker blue color. A small note rested on the fabric, etched in Harry's writing.

I thought we could be one of those cheesy couples that match each other...because I am a very cheesy guy...deal with it babe ;)
~Harry

I smiled to myself. This was going to be a lazy day out with Harry. A normal day, just me and him. I honestly don't care who sees us. I don't care what anyone says. I was going to spend at least one normal day with a boy whose life is far from normal. Quickly I changed into the pajama bottoms, the soft fabric feeling like butter against my skin. The legs pooled around my ankles. These must be Harry's. I rolled up the excess fabric to an appropriate length before throwing on a white tank top to contrast from Harry's t-shirt and sliding on Gray Tom's. I slung my hair back in to a quick ponytail while grabbing a pair of knockoff Raybans I packed in my purse. After brushing my teeth down the hall, I took my phone with me to meet Harry.

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