On Tour [HS]

Twenty Seven

Love On Tour

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We have one singular free day in Warsaw, we're only spending three days here and Harry's been desperate to do something fun for Romeo, seeing as it's a lot of travelling and that isn't his favourite thing to do. After last night and getting hardly any sleep I didn't think I'd be up for adventuring out and about but that's exactly what I need.

To be immersed in a public setting to see that nothing bad will happen, that will relax my mind into thinking not everyone is out to get me like I've convinced myself. My trust evaporated into thin air with that text, I'm still incredibly on edge like there's a camera lens being pointed at me during all hours of the day. The flight here was the only small period of time I allowed myself to relax, we were in the air and no one could snap pictures of me there.

Harry's been desperate to get me chilled out, the only thing I could do after he fell asleep last night was scroll through different websites looking at houses. I don't really know the budget so I just looked at everything in Manchester which is where I assume he wants to live. It'll keep us near my parents and his family which will benefit our kids.

I don't think I could ever move far from them, they lost Eloise and now only have me. All of their parental love is not only directed towards me but my children, they're making sure they care for them in the way I was neglected almost like there's fear of making the same mistake. There's no doubt in my mind that if I moved they'd follow but I don't want to tear them from my childhood home, it holds so many memories and I don't want them to lose it.

I grew up with Eloise there, that was her home until she moved out and spread her wings into the world. Her little apartment was like my second home, her boyfriend Nolan still resides there because he physically can't let go of what he lost. I haven't been there for a long time but I'm sure everything is still the exact same, he can't stop loving her even after ten years of her being gone.

I should text him some time and check how he is, especially after the anniversary a few weeks back.

I accuse myself of being a terrible friend through grief, my mind selfishly didn't allow me to think about checking in on anyone else after the accident. The only person who came and cared for me was Anne, she was the rock of our family through such a difficult time, my parents couldn't be parents to me through their hurt and I barely spoke to them for weeks afterwards.