alleyway [h.s]

chapter 34

*I will be using some Spanish in the next couple of chapter, my apologies if the translation isn't correct*

RUBY'S POV

"Harry! I need another bag!" I shout from upstairs.

"Here!" He yells back from somewhere downstairs.

It's 5am and I'm exhausted. Luca sent out his message that the plane is leaving at 6am. It's like he chose early morning just to make this a bigger living hell.

We woke up about 5 minutes ago to our phone blowing up from the group chat. Everyone packed but us. We have a good reason for that though.

Bear attack.

After we got in last night, shaking like leaves, we got dried off and got dressed for bed and passed out as soon as we touched the bed. I was already exhausted from before's events with Harry so it took me nothing to fall asleep. Hell, we even fell asleep outside for three hours until that god damn bear decided to scare the shit out of us.

"Here baby- jesus Rubes. Why are you packing the whole dresser?" He exclaims, throwing me another duffel bag.

"I have no idea what to bring! And it's last minute. I'm packing what ever I see" I say, shoving more clothes in the bag.

He laughs and runs back out of the room. This is all so stressful. I have no idea what I'll need. We'll be there for two or more days and I didn't check the weather over there. It's not like we're going to Mexico where it's hot so I won't need any summer clothes but I've packed almost all of my jeans, t-shirts and sweaters. I need to be prepared.

I run to the bathroom and grab my bathroom thing. Our tooth brush's and tooth paste, our body soap and shampoo, hair brush.

I feel like I'm forgetting something but I don't have the time to think. I just shove everything in the bag and close it. I even packed dresses and heels incase we do anything special during our stay. I make sure I grab our phone chargers and our phones that we left on the night stand.

I give our room another quick look before I grab my suit case and duffel bag and run out. I see that Harry's closet room door is a bit open, a smile forming on my face at the thought of him packing some of his fancy clothes that I love.

When I run downstairs, I see Harry placing his suitcase by the door.

"How do you only have one bag" I say, out of breath from running around.

He's dressed in the same outfit as me. Sweats and a hoodie. We didn't wanna dress uncomfortably for the plane ride.

"I shoved everything in" he chuckles, grabbing my bags from me.

"Do we have everything?" I ask, looking around the living room.

He wraps his arms around my hips and looks down at me, "I think so. Ready to go to Spain, baby?"

I press a kiss on his jaw before saying, "I don't know how to answer that considering the reason we're going"

"I promised I would take you out to the city if we had time and it looks like we will" he smiles at me.

"Can't wait" I smile, pulling back to grab our jackets.

We quickly throw them on and pull on our shoes. Harry grabs both of our suitcases and I grab my duffel bag and we're out.

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"Rubes" he whispers, squeezing my leg.

"What?" I mutter, face squished against the car window.