Wistful Paradise / H.S. [COMPLETE]

Twenty Five

Play the song where the * is

Florence

Mexico, Florida, Tennessee, New York. Two weeks filled with a busy tour schedule and barely anytime in between concerts.

New York meant there were only about three weeks left of this leg. I was excited to sleep in my own bed for a while and enjoy the time off because while in New York, I realised how off Harry and I had been.

After the night in Mexico, we barely talked to each other. Harry spent his time in the studio, at the venue or asleep. He often went walking with Bono when he had a spare minute. He did every single thing to not be with me in the process.

Everything was just off between us and I didn't know what to do about it.

To be completely honest, I had given up on fixing. It was no use, there was no use in fixing me or Harry.

I guess the good thing about New York was that I was finally going to see my sister after a month and a half of communicating through texts and calls.

I woke up a few minutes ago, my eyes focused on Harry's sleeping body next to mine. He was snoring loudly into the pillow, he was laying on his stomach, the duvet barely covering his body while a little bit of drool was piling up.

I sat up and piled up my hair, throwing it to the side with a soft sigh. I looked to the side, my phone lighting up with a new incoming text message from my sister. We were supposed to meet up for breakfast and I was running a little late.

I answered my sister, telling her I'm on my way, which I actually wasn't. But I got up anyway and started to get ready. In no less than ten minutes, I was out of the hotel room. I texted Harry about my plans, not wanting to wake him up. Bono took the advantage to climb into bed with Harry to take another nap.

A cold bust of wind hit my face right when I spotted my sister outside of the hotel. She shielded herself with her sunglasses and a beanie covering her face. The big puffer jacket she was wearing was nothing compared to my thin jacket.

She was practically a local around here, flying between Los Angeles and New York. She knows what the weather is like around here, that's why she held out a thick wool scarf for me. She knew I would underdress.

She wrapped the scarf around my body before taking her in my arms. The arms around me felt like home and I hadn't realised how much I had missed her until I saw her face. "I missed you," I muffled into the hug, my body shivering due to the cold.

"Missed you too," She murmured before letting me go. "Let's go have breakfast and you can tell me all about the tour."

I hummed, the thought of food made my stomach growl. The breakfast place we were eating at, wasn't too far from the hotel.

We sat down into one of the booths, my sister ordering some healthy Acai bowl and herbal tea. I opted for a plain avocado toast with a poached egg.

"How's the boyfriend?" I asked, genuinely interested. My chin rested on my palm as I stared at my sister, starting to inform me of her relationship and how it was going.

The blues of her eyes were so bright while she talked about her boyfriend and it reminded me of the time Harry and I were together for the first months. We were so in love back then and now it's like we don't exist for each other anymore.

"Enough about me," Siena smiled, her spoon digging into the bowl in front of her.

I had two options here. I could lie to my sister and tell her that we were completely fine and she would probably see through it. Or, I could be honest and get her advice on this.