Everything I Didn't Say

Chapter 59

Eleanor's POV.

My neck is soar from sleeping side ways and I move ever so slowly. I grab my phone from the nightstand to check the time. It's already nine AM and Harry is still sleeping. I'm in a dilemma to shake him up so we can leave soon to catch our flight back but still torn between the idea considering he had that horrid nightmare last night. My mind tells me to wake him but my feet take me to the bathroom across the hall and I quickly find my fingers turning on the hot water.

"Eleanor.." I hear a raspy voice as I close the shower curtain. Harry seemed to have opened the door but I didn't hear him since I have been so caught up with the thought of leaving back to New York today.

"You woke up already?" I poke my head out just enough to see his sleepy face.

"Can't miss the sound of your foot steps against the damn wood floor." He leans over the sink to wash his face and I watch every second of it, forgetting that the shower is still going.

"Sorry.." I mumble and close the curtain's gap once more.

"Happy that we're leaving? Our plane leaves at two." He asks.

"Of course! Hey, can you hand me a towel?" I reach out my hand.

"This one?" He asks.

"Can't see just hand it to me."

In a split second the curtain flies open infront of my eyes and I quickly grab the towel and cover myself.
"What? Just wanted to know what towel you were speaking of." He explains.

"That's not a way to do it!" I scream.

"Sorry.. Nothing I haven't seen before.." He mumbles and I walk right past him and straight into the bedroom.

I shut the door and when he follows to open he finds me wearing a grey shirt and about to put on a pair of black pants. On the other hand I'm so relieved that we're going back to New York today. I miss my apartment and Harry's.

"C'mon let's go..!" Harry knocks louder than expected.

"Okay! Just come in! I'm only getting dressed." I spit.

"I hope today will be a brighter day." He unlocks the door with his down and drags his feet towards his suitcase. I watch as he slips on his black shirt on his lean body. It's such a beautiful scene as he wipes his flowy curls away from his face and towards the back of his head. I'm stuck for a moment just watching him when all the sudden he snaps at me "what?!"

"Nothing." I quickly smile and shake my head.

"Alright, let's get out of here! I'll take our suitcases downstairs." He kisses my forehead and swiftly walks away only carrying one suitcase of his.

"Eleanor!" A knock on the door sends chills down my spine knowing I will leave the one that knocked once again and tear start streaming down my face.

"Zayn." I turn to face the most clever yet caring person I had ever met.

"Are you ready love?" He walks towards me and tries to take away my suitcase as if it's too heavy for myself to carry. I let him. "Why the tears?" He looks at me with sad eyes.

"I don't want to leave you and Perrie again." I crash into his wide chest for a massive hug as my tears fall like Niagara falls.

"You're so pretty when you cry. Wasn't ready to hear you say goodbye. Now you're tearing me apart." He caresses my hair as I lean into him even more.

"Bravo!" We both hear a clap and snap our heads towards the door on the second one. "I mean really well done! Forgive me, I just couldn't help myself!" I can almost feel the sarcasm in Harry's voice. He then grabs my suitcase and walks out of the room once again.