The Moment I Knew(Sharry Trilogy Book3)

Good Days

Shai’s POV

I couldn’t get over this. I was actually happy right now.

Just like old times Harry and I were cuddled up watching a movie. He still had the effect of making me forget my problems so easily. Somehow…

I trace over the tattoos on his arm and he glances down at me. I meet his gaze and smile.

“What?” I ask.

“Like my tattoos?” he asks raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah, you know I don’t care.” I tell him. Sure he had a lot but he was still the same Harry he would be without them. “Which is your newest?”

“I haven’t gotten one since April when you were with me.” He says and lifts his shirt so I can see the tattoo again.

~FLASHBACK~

“Harry, you are going to be in a wedding in three days.” I laugh. “Don’t get a tattoo now.”

“Forget the wedding, we’re already here!” he says and runs to open my door. I get out of his car and follow him into the tattoo parlor before we are seen.

“Eh, Harry! Good to see you.” A tall man with dark facial hair greets us. “And you must be Shai!” he says and hugs me. Awkward…

“Yeah, I thought she could help me today Jack.” Harry smiles. “Don’t know what I want exactly.”

“He thinks I know what he wants,” I say and push him playfully.

“You know best babe,” Harry smiles and wraps his arms around my waist.

“So Shai isn’t here to get a tattoo?” Jack asks and I laugh.

“Not today.”

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I move my hand from Harry’s arm to his ribcage to trace the tattoo.

Fate is Ours

“I can’t believe that you haven’t gotten a new one,” I say quietly as the memory keeps playing in my head.

“I like this one, and I plan on getting my next one with you.” He tells me.

“I don’t know, my last and first tattoo was with my sister when I was sixteen.” I remind him. Not only that but getting a tattoo with someone was serious. Harry and I needed to completely fix our relationship before we did anything serious.

“Well if you don’t want one I’ll at least make sure it’s for you.” He says and kisses me.

I never wanted this night to end.

Zayn’s POV

I look around the airport again then back at my phone. Sarah was supposed to be here to pick me up by now. My phone buzzes and I answer it quickly.

“Hello,” I say.

“Zayn, where are you?” Sarah asks and I turn to see her just ahead of me looking around searching for me.

“Hold on,” I say and grab my bag before running to her.

“Zayn!” she yells and I spin her around in a hug. I’d seen her just two weeks ago but it felt like so much longer than that. 

“I missed you Sarah,” I say and set her down. She smiles and grabs my hand before we start walking out of the airport.

I didn’t care that the paparazzi had found me and were taking pictures of us. I loved Sarah and I didn’t care who knew. All that mattered was that I was with my girl.

Niall’s POV

“But I still think you deserve more breaks. Mostly so I can see you but also because you guys work too hard.” Kaitlyn says and I just smile.

“Babe we’re fine. You just need to come on tour with us.” I joke. “We start in three months.”

“Yeah, suggest it to management and we’ll see how that goes.” She laughs and I remember how things were when Shai went on tour with us; not the best. “I really miss you Niall.”

“I miss you too,” I say and kiss her.

“When do you have to leave again?”

“I have ten days to be with you,” I tell her.

Ten days that I could spend with Kaitlyn before it was back to work.

Shai’s POV

“I already miss the guys.” I say and Harry looks at me with a pout.

“Am I not enough?” he asks and I kiss him and giggle.

“You are, but my sister left too and my mom will in not too long and I feel like no one wants to see me.” I sigh and he rubs his hand on my arm.

“Well I do,” he pauses and smiles seductively. “All of you.” I feel my face turning red and he kisses my neck. 

“Shai! Have you seen my camera?” my mom yells and Harry and I sit up quickly before she walks into the living room.

“Last I knew you had it in the kitchen taking pictures of Sarah and Trevor before they left yesterday. Did you look in there?” I ask and she nods. “The computer room?” I suggest and hear a truck pull up outside.

“Never mind, I’ll find it.” She snaps and walks out angrily.

That’s what I talked about. I just couldn’t do anything right. Harry and I sit quietly while my mom rushes around the house to finish packing and Mike helps. She shouts goodbye and next thing I know they are gone. Two weeks she would be gone.

It’d just Harry and I and once again I break down. He pulls me onto his lap and I cry into his shoulder. Even though I didn’t like how often I cried the past few days, Harry had been here for me every time. It was becoming a common thing with me crying in his arms.

I hadn’t been this emotional since… just thinking about everything bad that I experienced from ages thirteen to fifteen makes me cry more. Connor, my dad, everything. It was too much for me to handle so what did I do? I stopped eating, turned to cutting, I was barely alive. I shouldn’t feel like that now!

My first single was out and topping the charts, my album was coming out! I had Harry back! But everything still seemed wrong.

“Shai shhhh, it’s okay.” Harry says softly, cradling me. “It’s just us you’re alright.”

“No Harry it’s not okay! I’m not!” I shout hysterically and then look him in the eyes. “Oh my god, I’m sorry.” I whisper and try getting away from him but he holds onto my now tiny waist firmly.

“God damn Shai! Stop pushing me away! I want to be here for you.” He says and I relax. “I am here for you.”

“I’m such a mess,” I whisper. I had no energy left. I just wanted to lay there and cry, but I couldn’t even cry now. All my tears must have been gone.

“Shai you have nothing to worry about ok? I’m here, it’s just us. We have over a week together and everything will be ok.” He says rubbing small circles on my back.

He promised this but I can’t forget that we only have ten days together.

“What happens when you leave though?” I ask. I had nothing. No job, nothing to do in LA since Justin hadn’t called me. Just Nothing.

“Trust me, it’ll come together.” He says and kisses me. Sometime later I fall asleep in his arms, only to dream about one of the last great times I had with Harry.

Louis and Eleanor’s wedding.