Falling Stars [h.s]

Chapter 35

Aurora

Surely enough our short getaway had come to an end. Louis and Liam left for the train station early morning, headed for their next destination whereas Odyssey and I were currently at the airport, boarding our flight back home. I laid back on the seat, closing my eyes and allowing my thoughts to take over.

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"You are incredible, you know that?" I looked up at him, simply shrugging my shoulders.

"I try to be. Only for you that is." He walked over to me, letting his hand out for me to take as music softly began to play. "Dance with me then, my sweet Daisy." I carefully placed my hand in his and went on to follow him to the dance floor.

"Well why of course Mr. Gatsby." The song playing so happened to be Truly, Madly, Deeply by Savage Garden. It was our song. Savage Garden was how we bonded when we met, amongst other things, but this truly was our song.

He swayed us back and forth as he sang along with the words, "I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy" I smiled at him as I myself continued on with him, "I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need. I'll love you more with every breath, truly, madly deeply." He swirled me around once more, I landed against his body and rested my head against his chest as the song came to an end.

"Thankyou for today Aurora. You always know the right things to do and say. I also really enjoyed the Gatsby themed party. I really needed the time spent with all my friends and family. And with my beautiful, imperfectly perfect, flawlessly flawed girlfriend of course. There is no one else I would rather be with in this moment. Thankyou again. I love you."

"Anything for you Elijah, you know that. Happy Birthday, I love you"

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My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of someone shaking me. "Aurora?" Odyssey's voice sounded. I opened my eyes, turning to her with confusion. "I was going to order something to snack on, did you want anything?"

"No, I'm all set thankyou." Odyssey went on to asking the fight attendant for a bottle of water and salted peanuts. I continued to lay back in my seat and turned to look out of the window.

I was too occupied to eat anything. Thinking about what will happen when I get back home. About Harry and Odysseus that is. They were still waiting for an answer. Although I still had three months to make my decision, I felt I had a clear vision of who I want to spend the rest of my life with. To grow my family with and share endless memories with. He was the right choice. The only choice that made sense. But I was afraid.

Afraid to make my decision. Afraid that if I do, something will happen and everything will come crashing down. I only ever thought of the negative outcome of things. Yes the positives crossed my mind, but everything that could go wrong were much higher than all that could go right. What if the person I want to be with decides they no longer want to be with me? What if someone better comes along and sweeps them off their feet? I am far from perfect. It's impossible to try and be perfect, but I know somewhere out there is someone much more perfect than I am. Someone more worthy of both Odysseus' and Harry's love.

"What's got you thinking?" Odyssey asks with a nudge of my shoulder.

"Nothing important."

"It's got you thinking pretty hard. It must be important."

"How are the babies?" I asked instead with the hopes of changing the topic. Odyssey stared at me silently for a few seconds before replying "I think they are good? I might have to make an appointment with my doctor, something doesn't seem right."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm not sure. It's just an intuition I'm having at the moment, but I know something doesn't seem right."

She gently ran her hands over her growing belly as I tried to reassure her. "I'm sure everything is fine, but going to see your doctor to double check won't hurt." She nodded in agreement.

By the time we landed at LAX it was already going on to be two in the morning. Both Odyssey and I were tired. I was ready to get in the comfort of my bed after hours of sitting uncomfortably on a plane seat. My neck almost felt like it was going to snap off from all the uncomfortable sleeping positions.

After retrieving our bags we were greeted outside by Harry. He glanced at me for a mere second, refraining from saying anything before taking our bags and put them in the trunk.

The three of us sat in silence on the ride back home, until Harry decided to break it that was. "How was your trip ladies?"

"Well needed." Odyssey replied. I nodded in agreement as well to Odysseys response. It definitely was a well needed trip. Harry slightly nodded before focusing his attention back on the road, silence overtaking the atmosphere once again.

Once finally home Odyssey had leaped inside leaving me behind to get the bags. I made my way to the trunk of Harry's car and lifted it open. He made his way over to me, taking over the bags instead.

"I got it." I tried to tell him but he refused to listen as he placed the luggage on ground. I took a hold of the handles trying to get the bags inside but he had other plans. Harry stood in my way, stopping me from entering the house.

I looked up at him, he was already busy staring at me, "Now that you're back, how would you like to accompany me on a short trip? You and Alaska. I have somewhere I want to take the both of you."

As much as I liked the idea of going on a trip with Harry and Layla I wasn't so sure if that was the best idea. Especially if Priscilla was still in the picture and I'm almost certain she still was. "I have to catch up on work and Layla has school, I'm sorry."

"It's Friday and school is closed for spring break and you still have three days off from work." He had everything planned out accordingly. There was no other possible excuse I could come up with.

"It doesn't sound like a good idea Harry. What will your wife think when she finds out you left on a trip me?"

He took a step closer to me, taking a hold of my hand in his. "She's not my wife anymore and why does it matter to you what she thinks? I am capable of making my own decisions, so please come with me, I promise to have you back home in three days."

As much as I didn't want to admit it, going away on a family trip did sound nice. Just the three of us.

"Where to then?"

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