The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

Our Own Little Paradise

Two days later, I was on a jet on the way to a mystery destination. Harry told me when and where to be and I got on and went with it.

The plane ride took a few hours. I was eager to get to wherever I was supposed to meet Harry. He was waiting by his Range Rover, leaning against the passenger door. He chose the very top floor of the parking garage, that way nobody would see us. Although everybody already thought we were back together, we hadn't officially said it.

My arms are wrapped around him in a hurry. He lifts me off my feet like he usually does and hides his face in my neck.

"Missed you," he mumbles.

"It's only been two days," I laugh.

"Two days of hell. I hate management."

He sets me down on my feet and I lean into him. "Forget them. We're on vacation. Speaking of which, where are we?"

"Canada."

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After an hour of driving, Harry pulled the car in front of a cabin. I look at it in awe and then look at him. "How'd you find this place?"

"I bought it," he smiles. "For us."

"You bought us a cabin in the middle of the woods?"

"It's not in the middle of the woods, there's a few other cabins but they're all quite far apart."

I reach over the center console and give him a kiss. "You're amazing."

"I know," he smirks and closes his lips against mine again.

I pull away first, eager to go inside and see what it looks like. I get out of the car and swing my bag over my shoulder. Harry gets out of the car behind me and catches up to grab my hand. I start running towards the door and he groans as he follows after me. He unlocks the door and I look around excitedly as we walk in.

"I know it's not a lot, but it's-"

"It's perfect."

I turn and hug him, taking him by surprise. He chuckles as he wraps his arms around me and picks me up off my feet. He picks me up even farther and throws me over his shoulder. I don't bother fighting him as he carries my upstairs, knowing there's no way I'll win here.

I'm tossed onto the bed and Harry tells me to look around while he brings the rest of our things inside. I put my bag on the floor by the bed and slip my shoes off. I glance around the room and wander around the entire upstairs. I help Harry put some stuff away into the bedroom and he lays down on the bed.

"Did you look outside?"

I glance at the doors that lead to the balcony. I hadn't even looked past the curtains. I wander over to the doors and open both of them. There's a very large balcony that looks out into the forest and has a hot tub. I turn and look at Harry, who's smirking and already changing out of his clothes and into swim shorts.

"I don't have a swimsu-" before I can finish, he's throwing something at me. I look down at what I caught and realize it's a bikini. "You're such a dork."

He sends a wink my way and goes over to turn the hot tub on. He rushes me off to get changed and I go into the bathroom while I roll my eyes at him.

Somehow, he actually got my size right. I'm guessing he called Lou or Lottie to get help when he bought it. I tie my hair up in a bun and then try my best to tie the top strings. Harry comes in while I blindly try to tie it and does a wolf whistle.

"Shut up and come help me," I whine.

"Yeah yeah yeah," he mumbles. I feel his fingers take the strings and he ties them quickly. "Hot tub is nearly ready. Do you want something to drink? I brought alcohol if you want some."