When Harry and the boys got back from tour, you expected nothing extravagant to celebrate. But you didn't know Harry had already talked things out with his bandmates, leaving it a surprise for you.
Four boys, one girl, Harry driving his Range Rover. You sat in the back with Niall and Louis, while Liam sat in the passenger seat and Harry drove. You assumed that your boyfriend couldn't trust other people driving his "baby".
You didn't like keeping secrets from Harry, but you also didn't like him worrying about you when he has more important things to do. So whenever Harry FaceTimed you, you put on loads of makeup, hiding the dark circles under your eyes from the serious lack of sleep.
After about two and a half hours of driving, after your stop for dinner, you lay your head on Niall's shoulder since he was sitting to your right in the middle seat. Of course, he put his arm around you, a comforting action. And eventually, you felt so tired that your head fell to his lap, using it as a pillow. Niall unbuckled your seatbelt to make it comfortable, which it was. For you at least.
However, Harry's lips pressed tightly together when he looked in the rear view mirror and saw you laying asleep. The speed of the car went up by at least ten miles per hour, and that's when Liam spoke up.
"Mate, are you okay?" And the only response he got was cold silence.
Louis was aware, too.
"Harry, would you mind slowing down a bit?" Lou gulped as Harry's speed never faltered.
The thing was, Harry was too caught up in worry that he didn't hear anything. He knew that being gone for so long would mess with your relationship. Harry hurt every time you talked to another man, and even the thought made him ache. But he never thought Niall would be the one to...
"Harry! Stop the car, pull over! Harry!" Niall shouted which brought Harry back to reality. He then realized that he was going almost eighty miles per hour, and traffic was heavy ahead. Harry immediately pulled over and parked the car on the side of the road.
By then, you were awake and aware of what was going on. Harry looked back at you as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
"I can't drive anymore," he told everyone as he got out of the car.
"I'll take the wheel," Louis jumped out of the car and took the front seat.
"Niall, can you move over? I would like to sit by Y/N please," Harry said as calm as he could right then. Niall moved over, no problem, so Harry was in the middle seat.
As Louis turns the key in the ignition, Harry holds you against his chest.
"Hey lads? Can we find somewhere to stop for the night?" Harry whispered, thinking you were asleep.
Louis hurried through the traffic and found a motel within a small town just off the highway. Liam checked in for two rooms that connected, and Harry "woke you up".
Niall carried in the bags which you shared with Harry, along with his own. Harry was busy carrying you bridal style up the outside stairs to the second floor. Liam unlocked the door and Harry hurried through.
You and Harry got the room with one queen sized bed and a pull out couch. Niall got the couch bed within your room while Liam and Louis got their own beds in the other room.
Harry laid you down on the bed so he could strip down to his boxers. Then he grabbed you some pajamas, well, shorts and one of his large shirts, and helped you get them on.
You wiggled under the covers right as Harry climbed in, surrounding you with his arms. You hadn't slept well in weeks, maybe months, but with Harry here, you fell asleep almost instantly. Harry held you in his arms all night, never wanting to let you go.
