ONE WEEK LATER.
"I still don't know how you guys wrangled this," I murmur into Harry's chest, both of us lying in the comfiest bed I've ever experienced.
"You're everyone's favourite. It didn't take much convincing," he grinned, pulling me even closer.
"You flatter me," I reply, closing my eyes and simply just — feeling.
We treasure a few more moments of peace and quiet, until there's knocking at our door.
"Yeah?" Harry shouts out, neither of us moving from our positions.
Freya walks in, followed by Josh. "They're serving breakfast by the pool. Didn't want you two to miss out," Freya lets us know. "Good morning, by the way," she adds with a laugh.
"We'll be out in a bit. Thanks," Harry replies, and they leave us alone again.
I'm the first one to leave the bed, heading straight for the curtains, pulling them apart, allowing the light to spill in.
We'd arrived late last night, and so hadn't been able to take in the view properly, but this morning, accompanied by a bright blue sky, the most picturesque countryside I'd ever seen stood in front of me.
"Harry! Harry, come and look — it's — it's so gorgeous," I ramble, beckoning him over, and he comes quickly, standing behind me, his hands softly holding onto my hips, kissing my cheek.
"It is," he agrees, and I feel high on happiness.
I had been completely and utterly miserable since the showdown with Sam and Logan.
I'd never felt so betrayed in my life. I knew, that it wasn't really Sam's fault. He had never acted in a way to deliberately hurt me, but he'd broken a promise, something that, in my mind, was unforgivable.
And Harry had seen the toll it had taken on me, so he'd decided to act.
A surprise trip to Italy had come as, well — a total surprise. One morning, Harry had just about managed to drag me out of the house, into the car, where we'd ended up at the private airfield.
But the real surprise was seeing all of my true friends stood beside the private jet. All of the Sidemen, all of their partners — and in Faith and Ethan's case, Olive, including Kon and Kirsty, too.
And then we'd arrived to this humongous villa — although it looked and seemed more like a mansion, with more than enough space for all of us and more.
Two whole weeks of nothing but relaxing and spending time with my best friends. It was exactly what I had needed, and Harry had yet again outdone himself.
"Come on," he whispered, finally pulling away from the window. "You get grumpy when you don't eat in the morning."
I turn around and raise my eyebrow. "No I do not!"
He challenges me, raising one back. "Wanna bet?"
The playful bickering continues for a little while, but it ends in a sweet kiss, Harry taking my hand as we finished getting changed, and headed downstairs.
We were the last people to surface from our rooms. Faith and Ethan looked as if they'd been awake for several hours — much longer than anyone else, that was for sure. I headed straight over to them, and gorgeous little Olive.
"Good morning!" I greet them both, crouching down and picking Olive up, giving her a little twirl. "And hello to my beautiful little angel."
Harry stands beside me, a smile plastered on his face as he looks between Olive and I.
