The boys had to go into recording the next day. Niall pulled Savanah into the limo. I was still sitting at the counter, barely conscious and still in Harry’s t-shirt for pjs.
“Kenz.” Harry whined
“hm.” I mumbled
“I really want you to go…”
“Like this?” I was exausted.
“Only if you’re comfortable like that. I think you’re gorgeous all the time.” He smiled cheekily
“You’re dumb.” I slammed my head down on the counter.
Mor Mor walked out and pulled me up and started dragging me toward Harry and my room. “She’ll be out in 10 minutes.” She stated while grinning.
Harry smiled big and practically skipped out of the door. “Mor Mor!” I groaned, “Put me back. I want to sleep.”
“No. You’re going with your fiancé to his recording and you’re going to be happy and you’re going to wake up!”
“MOR MORRRR!” I complained.
She ignored my whining and dressed me. She then dragged me to the bathroom and did my makeup. “There.” She sighed, “Now you’re presentable.” She dragged me outside and shoved me into the limo. I landed on Harry’s lap.
I moaned and buried my face in his neck. “Thanks Mor Mor!” Harry yelled as we drove away. I felt his neck vibrate as he spoke.
“Guys look what she did to me!” I complained.
“She dressed you and did your makeup.” Savanah stated flatly.
I glared at her. “She forgot my panties.” I growled softly.
Everyone erupted into laughter. “I think we should only let her talk when she’s tired.” Liam chuckled.
We arrived at the recording studio and I had fallen asleep to Harry singing quietly in my ear, rocking me gently side to side, and stroking my back.
I woke up to Liam glaring at Harry, and Harry looking down at me smiling.
“Morning sunshine.” Harry beamed down at me.
“unngg.” I responded.
Harry chuckled and adjusted me so that he could carry me into the studio. Savanah and Niall were walking hand in hand exchanging quick kisses; she stuck her tongue out at him and poked his side and scurried ahead to get away from him. He darted after her. He scooped her up and buzzed his lips on her neck. She jumped and squirmed giggling, Niall had obviously found her only ticklish spot.
Harry thought that would be a great idea on how to wake me up.
“Zayn… will you hold Kenz for a sec? Really tight.” He said, oddly suspicious. I groaned in protest as he handed me to Zayn.
“Wha- but why-” Zayn questioned Harry, and he cut him off.
“TIGHTLY. Zayn.” Harry warned.
“Wha- okay…” he answered confused. Zayn squeezed me tight. I coughed.
Harry attacked me, tickling my sides, stomach, thighs, knees, arms, and my neck. I was laughing and shrieking.
“STOP!” I laughed and gasped breath, “STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!” I yelled. Harry began laughing himself at my hysterics. “YOU JERK STOP!”
I yelled and laughed. Harry wasn’t listening. “IM GOING TO PUSH YOU INTO A LAKE!” I threatened. Harry stopped.
“You can put her down now.” Harry motioned for Zayn to go inside. He set me down and I pushed my hair out of my face and glared at Harry. “You’re a dick!”
He moved closed to me and pulled me against him, “You wouldn’t dare push me into a lake would you?” he grumbled into my ear.
I bit my lip and smiled at him, pretending he wasn’t effecting my judgment. “You know Harold, you’re rude.” I leaned in and kissed him, and right as he was making the kiss deeper I pulled away. “Jerks don’t get kisses. Now go record.”
“Damn you.” He smiled and growled in my ear.
“Go on!” I pushed him towards the door.
We walked into the studio and all of the boys were already in the booth with their headsets on.
“Hey slow-ass. Get in here so we can get done. I got stuff to do today.” Louis joked
“Like what?” Harry shouted back.
Louis paused. “I got video games to play.”
The record editor walked up. She had gorgeous curly hair, a perfect hourglass figure, amazing hazel eyes, and full red lips.
“Gooooooooooooodmorning bastards. Let’s get this recording done so I can edit it and go home, yeah?” she smiled at the boys. She was dazzling and I was instantly jealous. She worked every day with Harry while I stayed at home.
“Morning Haze!” Harry shouted.
“Morning Haz.” Haze flatly replied.
“OH! Makenzie this is Hailey. We call her haze.” Harry yelled to me.
“cute nickname,” I mumbled to myself, “Hello Hailey, great to meet you.”
She muted her microphone so the boys couldn’t hear her. She smiled sweetly and looked at me. “Listen, I know you have a thing for Liam, and you can back the hell off. Kay? Oh, and you might want to keep Harry close, he’s very trusting of his best friend.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Well don’t you have a nice shade of bitch on today.” I leaned over and pushed the button for the microphone to turn on. “Harry, I’m not dealing with this. I’ll be at home when you’re done.”
Harry gave a disappointed, confused look. “But Kenzie, please stay? I really wanted you to listen…”
I smiled at him. “I’m sorry Harry, I’m just tired and grumpy, and I don’t think I’ll be much fun.”
I started walking away and he ran out of the booth.
“AH AH AH! Harry get back in the damn booth.” Hailey yelled.
“Buzz off Haze.” He walked after me, “Whats up love?”
“I’m tired and grouchy and not willing to deal with rude people.”
“What do you mean rude?”
“Hailey is rude.”
“How? Shes great!”
I glared at him annoyed. “Look Harry, I’m really pissy. I’m going home and I’m going to clean a bit, see if that will make me feel better. I’ll see you when you get home.”
Harry kissed me and squeezed my neck gently. “Love you. See you soon.”
I smiled at him. “Thanks for understanding sugar.” I kissed his cheek and hopped in the limo.