Secret embraces || harry lewis

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fourty-eight

"Thank you." I said, out of breath, after Harry had taken my heavy luggage out of my hands and gave it up. "No worries." He let out a loud groan after dropping it and quickly taking our boarding passes. "What did you fucking pack?" I chuckled, shrugging before the two of us stepped away from the check in and towards the escalator. "Just some clothes for the beach. You know, I had time to pack this time." I grinned, referring to the time we flew out to greece.

We stepped onto the escalator, me one step in front of Harry. I turned around to see Harry looking up to me before wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head against my stomach. With my hands, I started stroking through his hair, feeling his hot air hit against my skin. "This is going to be amazing." He muttered before letting go of me.

We walked up to the security check, as I agreed. "I think so too." Feeling his hand reaching for mine, I smiled at the touch. "We needed this." Again, I nodded. At the same time, I felt bad for everything that had happened before we realised that a holiday might have been able to save us from it.

"Hey, Joan, babe?" Slowly opening my eyes, I saw Harry leaning over to my seat. Lucky for me, we've decided to fly to New Zeland in business class, making the seats much more comfortable and bigger than the ones in economy. "Hm?" I hummed, snuggling back into the soft pillow which has been given to me by one of the stewardesses. "We're in Honkong." His voice made me rip open my eyes. "What?" With a quick move, I looked outside the window just for everything to be dark. "What time is it?" Harry chuckled. "London or Honkong time?" I let out a small groan, forgetting about the fact that we were in a different time zone.

"About nine." I looked at him confused. "At night!?" He nodded whilst packing his things he had taken from his backpack earlier. "We left at three. Oh fucking hell." I started doing the same, grabbing the book of which I've only managed to read about three pages before being sucked into some documentary Harry was watching.

"Never been to Honkong before." I muttered after unbuckling my seatbelt. "Yeah, no, me neither." I could hear the rasp in Harry's voice, telling me he must have been asleep as well. "We should visit it some day." I looked up to see him taking my and then his bag from over our heads. "We should." I answered as he handed me my bagpack. "How long until our next flight?" A small yawn left my mouth as I stretched. "About two hours."

"So, what are we supposed to do now? Eat breakfast?" Harry laughed, nodding. "We could. I mean, our inner clock is already messed up, why not do the same with our mind." I laughed as well, finally getting off the seat.

As we were making our way trough the airport, I felt many eyes on me, not only me, on us. Out of reflex, I pulled my hat lower into my face. "Are you ok?" Harry's grip around my hand got tighter as he send me a small smile. I looked up, his eyes calming me down as they always managed to do. "They're looking." Harry lifted his head, scanning through the crowd surrounding us. "Let them." I snorted. "Since when are you all fan-meety?" He shrugged, scratching the back of his head. "Guess with you here, it's not as bad." I rolled my eyes, bumping into him a little. "Cheesy." We chuckled, as we walked up to the lounge near our new gate.

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joandumaire: you'd think he's never been in an airport loung before. that he's not a millionaire.

~comments~

user: joan roasting exposing is my favourite thing ever

user: i've missed them. a lot.

user: i know this won't last

miniminter: happy little boggo

theburntchip: make him buy you the most expensive bottle of champagne.
- > joandumaire: doing it for the troops 🫵
- > callux: thank you. appreciate it.

user: I SAW THEM AT THE AIRPORT!

user: might aswell just get married now

taliamar: don't know if you're in love with the bottle wall or that random guy in front of you

user: perfect match

"No, no, but I should be done at around, uh, three?" I slurred. We've voted against the initial plan to get breakfast and got a few drinks, leading in us sitting in the second airplane of the day, drunk. "You know, we could just stay near the beach after your shoot." Harry leaned over to my seat, his breath hitting my face filled with the taste of alcohol. "Oh yeah, we could." I muttered, smiling. I felt weak, leaning against the backrest and turning my head to face Harry.

His drunken smile made me smile as well. He looked like a happy kid. I felt both of his hands wrapped around mine. "Get a small hut. Watch the sunset." I leaned closer as he started listing things. "Have dirty sex in a small hot, whilst watching the sunset on the beach." A grin appeared on my face as I saw Harry's eyes grow. "Huh?" His voice broke a little as he shifted in his seat. "Sorry, uh, yeah, yeah, well, def-definitely, sure." He stuttered, before looking around to see the people around us. Most of them are already alseep or just about to.

"You can't, you-you can't just say something like that." I grinned, picking my headphones up and putting them on my head. "You're right, I should get some sleep." Closing my eyes, I turned my headphones on and leaned deeper into the seat, knwoing exactly that Harry wasn't going to give up that easily. "You know, everyone's asleep." I lifted one side of the headphones, raising my eyebrows. "Get a private jet next time and I might give in." I leaned over, placing a soft kiss on his lips before leaning back into my seat and turning on tbe music.