SPACES [Editing]

To the sky

Song of the chapter:

- I love you by Mads Langer
- Take Me by Alex and Sierra

Louis Tomlinson

"Here you go." Harry placed the cup of tea on the table.

It's the night before the play and I'm stressing out because of the video presentation that I was going to show the parents and guests. I'm on my third one now, since I can't seem to make the perfect video.

"Just relax," Harry sat behind me and started massaging my back. He's been trying to calm me down for about an hour now, playing classical music and making sure he's quiet enough so I can focus.

"I just don't want to mess it up. The kids are going to remember this until they're grown ups and I want it to be perfect." I said, closing my laptop.

"I'm sure it will be." He kissed my bare back.

I haven't spent that much time with him because of the play, but he's been nothing but supportive. He decided to fund almost everything and when he heard about the growing list of attendees, he looked for a big theater so the kids could perform on a bigger stage.

I was actually planning on proposing to him after the play. Liam said it won't be necessary because we already are married, but I want to remember how it feels to be beside him at the altar.

I want to see him in a suit, or in whatever outfit he wants to wear because that's how he is, and I want to hear him say his vows and I want to know how he's gonna look like when he's listening to mine.

I want us to be surrounded by our loved ones and I want us to come home afterwards and make love in our bed, no matter how cheesy that might sound.

He gave me one last kiss and I watched as he moved to his side of the bed, suddenly it felt like room got a bit colder.

"Come cuddle," he said, tapping the space beside him.

"I'm gonna finish this first, Hun. I promise I'll follow." I said and he snuggled into the covers.

I don't know why he's so knackered, but he didn't have enough energy to pick me up earlier from school. When I came home, he was sleeping on the couch so I carried him up to the bed. He made us dinner when he woke up, but I think his energy could only go so far. He really needed to rest.

One hour after he has fallen asleep, I was finally done with the video. I heard Harry mumble something.

"What were you saying, honey?" I turned around but he was fast asleep. He spoke again, but I could not understand what he was saying.

I was aware of this habit, but I've never been fully awake to witness it. I laid down beside him and took his arm, which he subconsciously wrapped around my waist.

His head was resting on my chest, and then he started speaking again. I don't know what he was saying, but I listened intently. He looks so, so beautiful.

He said something again, but the only word I understood from it was "fly", because he looked so dreamy when he said it. He's probably dreaming of being a fairy princess, flying over and through the enchanted forest, or probably of Peter Pan, and I'm secretly hoping I was him in his dream and we're both flying and not growing up.