After the concert, I just wanted to go back to our hotel and lay in bed. I asked Zayn to change the room with me. Louis could sleep with Des and Zayn with Niall. I needed a break from all of this. Especially from the boys and my sister and that wasn't possible in another way. We had three double bed rooms and one single. Luckily, my friend agreed so I could take some clothing pieces and take them with me to the single room.

„Don't you think that's too much? I get that you're angry with me because I told the boys but we all are so close. This shouldn't be a problem", my sister tried it.

„I just want to be alone for one night", I replied without any emotion and left.

When I opened the door, Harry stood in my new room with a bunch of roses in my hand which he laid out in the room.

„Harry, what are you doing?", I asked irritated.

„I.. uh.. I'm not even ready", he cleared his throat.

„I just want to know what you're doing there", I repeated myself harsher than I intended my voice to be.

„I wanted to surprise you. I love you, Em, and I want to be with you officially. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"

I couldn't resist him, Harry fucking Styles, anymore. So I ran up to him and threw myself around his neck.

„Of course, Harry. How could I not want to be with you?"

„I'm so happy", he whispered in my ear and kissed me finally.