Tiny Dancer

Chapter 25 - homesick

Luci's POV.

I was sort of excited about the news that we were going to Australia for the boys tour. But Harry was most certainly not, he's been really homesick lately and it was affecting him so much.

Well right now, I'm trying to make him pack but he's crying silently on the bed in front of me.

"I thought this tour was only in England?" I asked as I zipped up my case.

"Me too." Harry sighed, clearly not wanting to travel.

"Do you not want to go?" I asked, taking some of his clothes and packing them neatly for him.

"Not really." He admitted.

"It's Australia though baby." I reasoned.

"I know, but I just want to be at yours to be honest." He whispered, I crawled across to him and sat him in my lap and cuddled him.

"There's one thing I love about airports." I told him while I ran my fingers through his curls.

"What's that then?" He sniffed.

"Sliding across the floor in your socks." I grinned against his hair.

"Louis did that once and fell into some cases." I felt him smile against my shoulder.

"I don't like it when you're upset baby." I admitted and sat down in front of him.

"I just hate being away from home." He cried, him forgetting his special blankie that he sleeps with really wasn't helping either.

"I know." I sympathised, shifting next to him and pulling him so he was lying down in my lap while I packed his case for him.

He ran his finger along my skin and I smiled slightly.

"Do you want to call your mum?" I asked and planted a kiss on his head.

"No, I can't handle it, I turn into a sobbing mess." He laughed slightly.

"Okay," I whispered as I put the rest of his clothes into his case. I put it on the floor and ran my fingers through Harry's hair and he led in my lap.

"Haz!" I heard Zayn's excited voice call.

"What?" He whimpered, making no effort to get up.

"Louis found blankie!" He pulled the curtain of the bunk back and handed Harry the blanket. Harry took it and looked shocked.

"Loubear I love you!" He screamed as he snuggled the blanket into his face. Zayn beamed at me, knowing that was exactly what he needed and closed the curtain.

I watched Harry stroke the corner of his blanket on his cheek like he usual does and smile broadly.

"Missed your blankie baby?" I whispered, he nodded and lied down with his head on my tummy. I smiled at my cutie-pie and played with the ringlets of his hair. He loves it when people play with his hair, when it's not styled of course.

"You tired yet gorge?" I asked, he nodded and shifted up with his blankie over his face still.

"Want me to spoon you?" I asked, he giggled and nodded, I flicked the light and got under the covers with him.

"Don't tell the boys that you spoon me sometimes." He whispered through his blankie, I laughed and told him I wouldn't. I wrapped my arm around his waist and brought him close into me and kissed behind his earlobe and he moaned sweetly.

"I love you."

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