This chapter is dedicated to one of my best friends, Maddy. Happy birthday Madalynn T! Love you!

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Cath's P.O.V.

I wake up to the sun shining in my eyes. I guess I didn't remember to close them. I sit up, and wipe the eye boogers from my eyes, and look over to check that it's already 11:00. It's weird that Harry isn't back from wherever he is. It's pretty late in the morning. Not like I care or anything.

I decide to go and explore the hotel, I put on some yoga pants, and a sweatshirt, and head out of the hotel room to get breakfast. Harry told me not to leave the room, but hey, a growing girl's gotta eat. When I get into the lobby, I head to the breakfast bar. I decide on getting and inlet with bacon and eggs, with of course, chocolate milk. I honestly don't know what I would so if I didn't have chocolate milk. I think I'd die of no chocolate milk disease.

I sit at a table in a corner, and I feel as if someone's looking at me. I look around quick, and find this, very, attractive guy staring at me, with heavenly blue eyes.

I blush and look back down at my plate, trying to find an excuse to look away from the blue eyed boy. I find that it's empty, and the only trash can is right beside the boy. I get up and walk to the trash can and right when I turn around he says,"Whats a pretty girl like you sitting all alone?"

I spun back around, and said,"My friend is out this morning, so I thought I'd come down and get something to eat."

"Well since you're friends not here, care to join me?" he said with a smirk.

"Sure," I said uneasily.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Ryan. What's yours?"

"I'm Cath."

We got to talking, asking about what each other do for a living, and what not, when I see a shadow appear on the table. I turn around to find Harry, with his jaw clenched, and his piercing green eyes glaring at Ryan. Then he says, "Get up Cath. We're leaving." He took me by the wrist, and yanked me out of my chair. It made that screeching sound that I hate, and I winced. I guess Harry thought it was because his grip was too strong, which it was, so he loosened it.

Once we had gotten into the elevator, I had expected him to say something. But he didn't say one thing till we got back to the room.

If looks could kill, I'd be dead a million times over.

He spun around quickly, and I knew that I was in so much trouble. "I specifically told you. Do. Not. Leave. This. Room. And what do you do? You go off downstairs, grab some breakfast, and I find you with some guy, probably having a great time. But...you deliberately disobeyed me Cath. Now you get one more chance before I have to teach you a lesson. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded my head. "No. Say it. So it sticks in your head."

"Yes."

"Good. Now explain yourself," he said a little more calmly. So I told him about how I got up late, was really hungry, and decided to grab some breakfast quick before he got back. When I had sat down, I felt this pair of eyes on me. I got up to throw my stuff away, and the guy, Ryan, asked me to join him. I mean, I couldn't just say no. That'd be rude.

"Yes. You could've made up something, anything, because I told you not to leave this room."

"Sorry. Okay? I won't do it again. You could've at least told me what time you'd be back."

"I can't trust you to stay alone anymore, so you'll have to start coming to things with me. I have a meeting tonight, so I thought we could grab a bite to eat before we go. Any place you'd like?"

"No. You pick this time."

"Alright. Red Robin?"

"Yuum! Sorry...I had to do that. I can't resist myself every time those commercials come on. Anyway, yeah, Red Robin's fine." He chuckles at my childlike behavior. His mood changed. Huh. I think he might be a little bipolar. Maybe, just maybe, we could have another fun dinner tonight. Maybe.

Later that day...

Cath's P.O.V.

What do I wear? Its Red Robin, so probably casual. I think I'll go with my denim skinny jeans, with my spaghetti strap black crop top, with an American flag in the shape of a heart in the middle of it. I think I'll go with my red white and blue Sperrys. I'll just put my hair up in a bun. After I throw on some makeup, I go to sit on the bed, and wait until Harry's ready. How long does it take for one guy to get ready? Good lord!

Once he finally comes out of the bathroom, I grab my purse, and we head out the door. When we get in the car, I turn the radio on to 94.1, and Ed Sheeran's All of the Stars is playing. I turn it up even louder, because this is one of my favorite songs.

As we arrive at the restaurant, we get seated at a two person table. When the waiter comes to take our order, I get the chicken strip basket with an Oreo chocolate shake, and Harry gets a cheeseburger with a chocolate shake. I look around at all of the pictures they have hanging on the walls, and the one with the girl that looks like Marilyn Monroe, with a tear rolling down her face, catches my eye. The picture's drawing me in, and I can't help but stare at it. It reminds me so much of me.

My thoughts return back to Harry, and I ask him, "Wanna play 20 questions?"

"Sure. What's your favorite band?"

"Imagine Dragons. I absolutely love their music! Whats yours?"

"The Rolling Stones," he said with ease. I'm not surprised on that one, because he has about a billion of those shirts. So we went on, asking question after questions out each other. I feel more comfortable around him, knowing more about him.

After we finished our food, we went back to the car, and started driving into the downtown area towards the huge buildings.

We pull up to one that says Zempy on it. I wonder what that means.

"Cath. Stay in the car. I'll be back in about 10 minutes. I just have to go talk to somebody." I nod my head, and look out the window. I hear the door shut, and I exhale my breath, not realizing I had been holding it. I don't get why he just won't tell me what he does. As they say, time flies, and Harry's back before I know it. We head back to the hotel, and I get in the shower, hoping the hot water will ease my mind. I know I've heard that company name from somewhere, I just can't remember from where.

I put on an oversized sweatshirt, and Nike shorts, and crawl under the covers of the warm bed. Hopefully my mind will be refreshed in the morning, and I'll remember who it is that Harry works for.

All I know is, it's getting harder and harder to not be curious about this guy.

Like the old tale says: Curiosity killed that cat.  And that just might happen to me, if I'm not careful.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys! I know it's been awhile, but I'm making the chapters longer, and this is the longest one yet. Yay!!!

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-Aubrie ;)