Proving Our Love

Chapter 83- L.A Love

Song for this chapter
Sleeping At Last- I'm gonna be (500) Miles

* Issy's POV *

Harry and I had just gotten off of the plane, walking hand in hand as fans surrounded us, trying to squeeze between security just for a picture, to which some succeeded. Thanking Harry as he would smile for the few that got through, holding their phones out in front of him. I kept my head down as we entered outside, paparazzi immediately flashing their cameras and asking their predicted questions.

" Harry will you take time off from the tour when the baby's born!?"

" Issy how are you feeling!?", one asked more politely, to which I sent a smile to, but still not answering any questions.

Harry held his hand on my back as I got into the dark black escalade, watching as he then got in next to me, security taking our luggage into the trunk before getting into the car with us.

" You guys okay back there?", Paul asked us as the driver started to drive out of the airport exit.

" Yeh we're good thanks", Harry replied, sinking back into the seat, before sending me a smile, interlocking our fingers.

" Your okay right, I know that it's intense", he said to me, watching as I nodded.

" It is, but I'm okay and your right by my side the whole time", I told him, causing him to form a grin, our noses brushing slightly as he pecked my lips, before pulling away slowly, swearing under his breath.

" What's wrong? Did you get another erection?", I whispered to him, earning a glare from his piercing green eyes.

" Shut up Iss", he said, making me laugh lightly by his side, watching as he was preparing to speak again, sliding his sunglasses over his head of curls.

" I forgot I didn't finish building that god damn rocking chair", he told me, confusion starting to blur my mind.

" I was watching you the whole time", I said, stopping my self once I remembered I wasn't there the whole actual time to see it completely finished.

" You left when I was almost finished, which was maybe around ten, and then you went to sleep. And it uhh, .....might have fell apart", he said, mumbling the last few words of his sentence under his breath.

" I told you to read the instructions Harold and you didn't wanna li-

" I don't need instructions Isabel", he pushed. He literally told me that maybe four times already and it was so cute that he wanted to build this chair on his own for us and the baby, but I felt so bad seeing he failed at it in the moments he attempted it.

" Harry, I think it's really sweet of you wanting to do it yourself. But at least you tried. So when you come back you could use the instructions -

" If I hear that word come out of your mouth one more time Isabel Laylitch -

" You'll do what, Harry Styles huh?", I interrupted questioning him, watching as he bit his bottom lip, before sighing.

" Then I'll be very agitated with you", he said, making me laugh at the threatening tension that his statement lacked.

" That's okay, your supposed to be agitated with me, I'm pregnant remember?", I teased, making him smile a toothy grin, before looking into my eyes.

" Really? I didn't notice", he joked, kissing my cheek.

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" Wow", I said, walking beside Harry around his L.A home, smiling up at him as he pointed around the sights, telling me a little bit about the area. It literally was a second home for him, and it made me smile just hearing him talk so highly of the city, as well as the people in it. It made me really have an insight on why he comes here so often. And the fact that he wanted me to come with him and have me experience the same things he did, was amazing. I'm just glad we get to spend at least a little time together before we have to say the word we were both totally and completely dreading, goodbye.