Rumors

Weekend Trip (pt. 2)

I woke up with Harry still asleep next to me. The sun was slightly coming through the curtains. I rubbed my tired eyes and looked at my phone for the time. It was a half past nine. I turned over and started to shake Harry to wake up. Harry groaned slowly started to awake. He said hello in his raspy voice. I smiled and gave him a kiss.

"I wish your lips didn't have to detach from mine," He turned on his back. He looked over at me and smiled. Everything he does is magical. He breathes out stardust. He's full of this magic and I don't understand how one person could be like this.

"Maybe they don't have to," I smiled and got on top of him. Harry smiled and put his hands on my hips as he looked up at me. I slowly leaned down and kissed him softly. His hands found their way up to my back. His hands were just softly touching my skin, sending chills down my spine. Harry and I parted as someone knocked on the door.

Harry let out a sigh before asking, "What is it?"

"Breakfast is ready," It was Gemma. I listened as her footsteps faded. I started to get off of Harry but he kept me there firmly and kissed me really hard and passionate. He smiled at me and I got off of him. I got dressed, and Harry just put on sweats. We went down stairs and saw the eggs and bacon on the table. It looked so good! My mom had never made me breakfast before.

"This looks great Anne! My mom never made me breakfast like this before," I smiled and sat down at the table with the rest of them.

"Well, I can be your mom that makes you breakfast," She smiled at me as she put down the milk.

"Thank you so much," I smiled. Harry's life is perfect here. I don't know why he'd ever want to leave. He has it so easy here. He doesn't have to worry witch decade his mom remembers or if his mom was cheating on his dad. I wish that I had his life here.

We ate and Gemma went back to her flat and Harry insisted on taking me out. He didn't tell me where we were going, just that it was a surprise. Harry stopped and took me to this bridge with beautiful archways.

"You brought me to this?" I asked. There's nothing really special here for me, but it was really nice.

"Yeah. I used to come here with my friends sometimes. I just thought it would be nice to get away for a bit."

"It is really green," I mentioned before I ran under an archway and sat under it. Harry followed me. "Can we go to that bakery that you used to work at?"

"I would love that," Harry got up and held out his hand for me. We drove to the bakery, and as soon as Harry walked in all of the staff ran to Harry. I couldn't help but smile at the life Harry had here. I wish I could live here with Harry. That would be nice.

Harry told me stories of the staff and started to work there as if he had never left. I really was thinking of Harry and I living here until I remembered my mom. I couldn't leave her. I got out my Polaroid camera out of my bag and took a picture of Harry working. It was so cute. He was in a little apron and everything.

"Okay, ladies, I have to get going now. Cara and I still have to go to dinner in London tonight," Harry smiled at me.

"Harry! I would have brought my dress if I knew that!" I didn't want to look like a hobo on a date.

"Don't worry. Gemma offered to go shopping with you," Harry smiled. I knew this was his plan this whole time. I just rolled my eyes and said bye to all of them before walking out of the door.

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Gemma and I were out shopping for a dress for me to ware tonight. "So, you really like my brother, huh?" Gemma asked.

"Very much," I smiled as I continued to look at all of the dresses.

"I honestly thought that the whole fake thing wouldn't work out well. He told me that the first time he took you to meet the band he told all of them to pretend that they didn't know because he really did like you."

"He never told me that," I looked at her kind of surprised.

"I didn't expect him to. He's never been this happy before," She smiled at me.

Her eyes lit up as she looked past me. She grabbed this grey/purple long dress. The top half was this lace material. There wasn't a back to it, witch was fine because I have no boobs. The bottom half went all the way down to the floor and was kind of wrinkled.

"It's like you've known me my whole life!" I said looking at the beautiful, fairy looking, dress. "But, will it go with our date?" I asked her.

"Yes. And some sandals." She smiled. "Try it on!" She handed me it, and pushed me in the direction of the dressing room.

I put it on and it fit perfectly. Gemma and I walked to the checkout, and she insisted that she pay. We went back to the house and I was actually kind of nervous. Harry was already dressed in his usual attire downstairs with his parents. I closed the door and Gemma locked it behind me. I put on the dress, and turned around.

"You look great! Now these sandals," Gemma threw down her sandals that she had in her bag. I slid them on and I was ready. "Wait!" Gemma started texting someone. "Lou will be here in a bit to do your hair."

"Oh. I don't need my hair done," I shook my head.

"I'll do your make-up while she's on her way. And it's not like we don't have the time. Your date is still in an hour," She mentioned. She got out her makeup that she kept in her bag and started doing my make up. I never really had friends who did this for me before. I always had Stormie and we did play around with makeup but not a ton. I really felt closer to Gemma already. She finished right as Lou came into the room. She introduced herself and started to play with my hair. She put it up in a updo braid. Some of my hair fell to the side. It looked really good. I smiled at them both.

"Thank you so much guys," I brought both of them in for a hug. They hugged me back.

"No. Go on that date!" They both pushed me out. I walked down the stairs and Harry was right there at the bottom of them. He just looked at me in awe. I blushed and looked down. Harry's mom and stepdad both looked at me with smiles on their faces. I can't imagine the looks I'll get on the big day.

"You look beautiful," Harry whispered as I met him at the bottom of the staircase.

"Thank you," I said.

We drove quite far. I had no idea where he was taking me. Harry liked for everything to be a surprise. He stopped the car at a beach. I loved the beach. I love the way the waves crash to shore as if they came to say hello. I love how you can see the sky reflect off of the water. I love how calm it all is.

"Why do you always take me to the beach?" I asked with a smile.

"I know you like the beach. I remember in one of your songs you sung, 'and the waves rise and fall effortlessly into my heart. In the moment I don't care if the sky falls apart.' You always have your phone background as the sea. And you think I don't know, but when you can't sleep you put on a song that is just the waves of the sea crashing," He took my hand.

"Does it wake you?" I asked concerned.

"Not at all. I love every little thing about you," He pushed back his hair and started to walk with me. We sat down and just looked out at the night sky. I can feel magic with him. I can feel everything with him. I love how he can see little things in me and love them. I do the same to him constantly. Like the way he plays with his rings when he's nervous, or when he licks his lips a little before he laughs. He will always be my reason to keep breathing. I would gladly jump down the rabbit hole to wonderland if I knew he would always be by my side.