Harry was waking me up. Early. Oh, no. He went home today. "Good Morning sleepyhead." He said, gently picking me up. "Mhhhmm." I groaned placing my face in the crook of his warm neck. He carried me in one arm and our bags in the other one. (My bag was small and light, his suitcase was carried by Paul.) I ended up falling asleep in Harry's arms while he walked us to the airplane. We flew back to the Americas to drop me off. We cuddled and talked about life.
I told him what I was going to Major in Medical treatment like an anesthesiologist. His eyes went big. "That will take you forever to finish." He said. "Wait!" He sat up straight. "How are you in college when you are only 16?" He turned to me, making me giggle. "I am apparently extremely smart and the people of the district of Taos said that I did not need to stay all the way through High School. Then I sent out my college applications out to very nice colleges and I got accepted into many colleges including Harvard, Baylor, Princeton University and many more, but I ended up going to Harvard Medical School. They had a lot of options for me." I rambled on about my career. I heard Harry giggle. "What?" I turned to face him. He shook his head and smiled. "You look cute." He looked over at me. I shook my head.
Yes I did love being smart, but I didn't want to be a doctor. "Harry, what if I told you I didn't want to be a doctor?" I asked looking down at my new Gucci shoes Liam gave me for Christmas. "What?" He said looking at me. "I don't want to be a doctor, Harry, I want to be a songwriter, maybe even a singer." He just smiled and nodded. "And why didn't you tell me." I shrugged my shoulders. He laughed and said, "Well, why don't you sing for me." My eyes went wide. I was on Harry's private Jet. With about 7 other people working it. "I will sing to you in the car when it's just us." I mumbled to him. "Well, you can't be a singer if you won't sing in front of people." He smiled, He obviously wanted to hear me sing. I needed a song to sing. "Well, what do you want me to sing?" He turned to look at me. "How about, Rolling In The Deep by Adele." I knew the song. I pulled up a karaoke version of the song. The intro came in and I began to sing.
As the song came to an end I stopped. I smiled. I was glad to be able to sing and I turned to Harry. I giggled at his shocked expression. His smile broke through the shock. "Wow!" He laughed. "You are amazing!" He pulled me into a tight hug. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his torso. I could feel his abs through the thin fabric of his shirt. "You say that because I'm your girlfriend." I shoved him lightly. "No really, you are a great singer!" "Ok! Fine I believe you!" We were flying back to Taos. It was a 12 hour flight. It had been 30 minutes. My eyelids slowly started to get heavy. But I fought the urge to sleep because I knew it was the last 11 hours left with Harry for a while.
"You Sleepy?" Harry Asked wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I shook my head no. "Well I am." He started to lay down in his seat. "Wait!" I yelped. He stopped and turned to me shocked. "What? What is it?" His thick British accent was full of worry. I made puppy dog eyes. "You can't sleep without me!" I whined. "Come here." He said, patting his chest. I giggled and laid down on him. He giggled and you tried to not have a fan-girl moment since you were laying on the love of your life/HARRY STYLES! You took a deep breath and listened to Harry's heartbeat. Soft snores escaped Harry's parted lips.
"I love you, Harry."
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We finally got snow in Texas! I hope you enjoy this chapter! Gob bless y'all!- G.R.
