All Too Well [H.S]

Thirteen

Hello luvvies, it's been a minute.

I'm sorry I ghosted you guys! Since the last chapter I uploaded, I went through a lot. Consisted of a break-up, starting therapy, and taking the summer to heal me from my past. Life can get hectic for me sometimes and I just needed a moment before I could put my all back into this book again. I wanted to apologize and let you know we will we back to our regularly scheduled program of weekly updates. I've missed writing so much and am glad to say I am at a place again where I feel healthy enough to give this my all! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and I'll see you all next week.

xoxo

Lilah Green

Los Cabos, Mexico

3:13 PM

December 2nd, 2024

"You know what I love about Mexico?" Niall says, holding a small shot glass in his hand.

My head was rested in the palm of my hands; I looked up at him, cocking a brow, "What?"

"Tequila." He says flippantly and throws the liquor down his throat, followed by two more shortly after.

"Do you plan on being on a bender this entire week?" I requested, placing my hair in a high ponytail and brushing my hands through my overgrown bangs. Niall gave me a dumbfounded appearance as though what I was asking should already have an answer. I shrugged him off and moved my focus over to Marianne. We were all currently sitting at a bar that belonged to the hotel we were staying at.

Beautiful might be an underestimation to explain this place; it was so warm regardless of being early December. Festive lighting fixtures hung up around the area, decorated with Christmas ornaments and pine trees. High hedges surrounded the outside of the resort; obviously, this place was exclusive, and you could tell Harry spent a pretty penny on this trip.

Our baggage was left at the front desk, which was going to be brought to the rooms that were supposedly ready for us at three-thirty. Because we arrived a bit earlier than the check-in time, Niall and Andrew wanted to locate the nearest bar to get a head start on the bender week. I was planning on having my fair share of drunk nights here, but three in the afternoon seemed too early to begin.

"I can't believe he's already drinking." Marianne groaned, sipping on her peach tea. I giggle, looking over my shoulder at Niall, who sent us a mild wink.

"Did you expect any less? They deserve it anyways, been workin' hard." I say, trying to defend them.

"You're right, I understand. Niall just still acts like he's sixteen." Marianne hisses, but I can see the smile she's trying to disguise behind her eyes. "How was the flight?" She adds on, taking another sip of her drink.

"Oh, good. Why?" I ask suspiciously, knowing she was asking in regards to Harry. She looks around and stares at Harry talking to Mitch on the opposite side of the bar. They appeared to be talking about the hotel, mentioning the nearby swimming pools and amenities.

"Just curious." She sings, my attention back on her.

I furrow my eyebrows, "Nothing happened." My voice is stern.

"I never said anything did happen. Why so defensive, Lilah?" Marianne chuckles, biting her straw.

"I'm not! I'm just saying." I groan, messing around with a loose strand coming out of my top.

The verbal exchange drops there, and my eyes look back to Harry, who also turned to look at me. He sent me a small smile, and just as I was about to return one, an employee walked up to him, tapping him on the shoulder.