Elude [H.S.]

FORTY-NINE

*TW: Extreme body-shaming, and starts of a panic attack*

"You got everything packed?"

I look over my shoulder at Harry as he stands next to the bed, zipping up his suitcase as I finish putting my charger into my backpack.

"I've looked over the room about a hundred times now, I'd say I'm all set," I laugh, throwing my backpack onto my back.

Downstairs I can hear Addie playing with Harry's parents as well as Piper. Piper's husband had to work so he wasn't able to see us off, but Piper and Addie wanted to come over and see us one last time before Harry's parents took us to the airport.

My time here in Holmes Chapel has been nothing short of wonderful. I knew that once I was here and that my nerves wore off that I would have a good time, but it's honestly been even better than I could've imagined. From getting to spend time with Harry's parents, to taking Addie to get ice cream, and then seeing the football game with Niall, it's all been so amazing.

Harry and I's tattoos were healing well, mine was beginning to really scab over, and Harry made sure that he helped me clean it properly and put lotion on it. I was happy to do the same to him.

As much as we didn't want to leave, we really do have a new life waiting for us back in New York. I feel like I'll finally be able to feel completely comfortable living with Harry now that I've gotten past the issues I had been dealing with, and Harry has his new job to start. I'll admit that it's going to be strange not having him in the apartment with me all day, every day like he has been since I've moved in, but I think all of it will be really good for us.

He's still hesitant about me going out to stores on my own given that Conrad is still out there. I don't blame him for his worry, and I regret ever questioning why he was keeping me from doing things on my own. To be completely honest, I don't know what I would do if I were out somewhere by myself and I saw Conrad. I especially don't want to think about what he'd do if he were to see me.

"Hey," I hear Harry's voice, and he draws me out of my thoughts as he moves to stand in front of me. He lifts a hand to cup my cheek, running his thumb over my cheekbone. "You okay?"

"Yeah, sorry," I shake my head. "Just reflecting on being here - thinking about being home. I hate leaving, but I'm excited to be back home with you."

A smile perches onto Harry's lips and he leans forward, giving me a quick kiss. "I can't wait to be back at our home together," he drops his hand and presses his cheek against mine. "I especially can't wait for the repeats of the other night."

My eyes slip shut at the way his voice drops when he speaks those words, and my hands quickly grip to his sides. "Harry."

"Would you like that, baby?" Harry continues, and I feel his hands slide onto the small of my back before slipping down to knead my ass. "Maybe we can finally use that little toy I got you, too. I told you I'd be the first to use it on you."