Harry’s head is spinning. He lays on the hotel’s freshly made bed staring at the ceiling as Zayn dramatically yells down the phone at these two girls, you and your best friend, who we’re going to be meeting again soon.

“Listen to me. You’re gunna come to the doors and walk straight through, you don’t want to look like a fan.” Zayn rambles on and you cut him off. “But won’t there be security outside? I—“ Zayn now cuts you off. “Listen, right? You’re going to tell them your name is Christabelle Riley. They won’t question you after that and you come straight up to our room.” He continues.

“Zayn..” Harry mumbles, cutting him off from Zayn’s rambling. “Can you ask them to bd quicker?” He asks and Zayn immediately passes on the news. “Harry wants you to be quicker.” He tells the girls and you tell them that you’ll be around 15 minutes. That should be a fair share, it’s not too long and Harry should learn some patience.

“Did you get the note Harry passed you with our room number on it? It’s definitely on there.” Zayn asks and you confirm that you still have it. “Okay, please just hurry up.” He tells you before hanging up.