Connected

13: Concerts & Goodbyes

Aurora POV

"So do you want to come to the concert or not?" He asks.

"Yeah, but I don't have anything to wear." I tell him.

"Um I could take your clothes to the wash.."He suggests.

"Okay and I'll take a shower." I say and he slightly smirks. "What?"

"Nothing." he says quickly.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes and he chuckles. He's so immature.

I take out my braids and turn the water on and step in.

Once I'm done with my shower, I see there is a black shirt folded on the counter. I dry off and slide the shirt over my head and it came to my mid thigh and just barely covers my ass. I hang the towel up and then walk out.

We start watching titanic and I try to be modest. Honestly, I'm shy like this but there's nothing I can do about it. Im sitting with my legs crossed and my head is leaning on Harry's shoulder. By the end of the movie, I'm in tears. I hear Harry sniffle and I turn my attention towards him and he has tears running down his cheeks also. I wipe them and he looks down at me. "Sorry, this movie just always makes me emotional." he explains, sniffing again.

"Me too." I say, looking back at the screen. I still feel Harry's eyes on me. He grabs my chin and turns my face to face his, and we lock eyes for a second until he does what I've been craving for. He presses his lips against mine and that familiar rush comes running through my body. The kiss is slow and passionate, and to my dissatisfaction, only lasts about five seconds.

He pulls away and clears his throat. "I think the laundry is done now. I'll go get it." he says, getting up from the couch.

"Okay, thanks."I smile.

"No problem." he says, sending me a wink before walking out the door. About five minutes later, he comes in with a basket full of folded clothes. "Here." he hands me my shirt and shorts.

"Thank you." I mumble. He hums in response and then leaves the room to let me change. I quickly put on my undergarments and then my shirt and shorts. I brush my hair and then head back out to the living room to find Harry.

"Hey, we have to go in 15 minutes." he informs me and I nod. I flash him a sad smile, knowing this is probably the last time I'll ever see him. He notices me being sad so he comes over and hugs me. He rubs circles on my back, calming me.

I pull away from his embrace and look into his beautiful, green eyes. "I'm gonna miss you.""

"I'll miss you more." he whispers.

I shake my head lightly. "Thats not possible."

He smiles slightly, "I'll prove you wrong." he leans in and just then, his phone rings. He lets out a groan as he pulls his grey iPhone 6 out, answering it. "Hello?" he waits a minute before speaking again. "Okay, bye." He hangs up. "That was Liam, I swear he calls at the worst times." He shakes his head and I chuckle, knowing he's right. "But he said we have to go now." He sighs.

"Alright." I say, going to put on my black Mary Jane T-strap shoes. "You should wear a bandana." I suggest.

"I don't know if I have one, but I'll check." He grabs his bag, searching through it. Two seconds later, he pulls out a grey bandana and I smile. He puts it on and he looks really good. "You ready?"

"Yep." I nod. He grabs my hand, sending electricity through my whole body. Even little things like this, still make me feel alive. We walk out of the hotel and into the car, without any troubles.