Finally, Everything Falls Into Place.

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

Ariel's POV

I'm sitting on the balcony looking out to the city, wondering why I ditched Harry at Macy's. After I visited my dad, and him giving me the answer to my question, I've felt gulty and sulky. I haven't seen or heard from Harry in eight days. Yes, eight, I've counted. I told him to give me some time, time to think about what I wanted, time to think about if this is right or completely stupid to jump back into. The longer I'm away from him, the more I miss him. I crave that goofy little smile, his touch, and most of all, those piercing green eyes. He makes me feel as if he'd never hurt me, and would protect me. But I always seem to drift my thoughts to the past, which I know is not healthy, but I can't seem to stop. Okay Ariel, he cheated on you, but he's back now, he came back into your life for a reason, God sent him here for a reason. I shouldn't be thinking about what he did back then, I should think about what he's done to fix it. And only in the matter of two weeks.

I hope he forgives me for walking away last week.

Because I just realized.....

I forgive him.

Harry's POV

I kept the promise to myself to give her space, to not call or text her, not to go to the restaurant or warehouse, everything. My plan two is now in full swing, and tonight, it will be launched.

Ariel's POV

As I was walking to work, I couln't help but think about how beautiful it is tonight. There's not one cloud out, and the stars light up the sky, with the moon bright. It was amazing.

The click of my converse on the cement making a rythm. I dressed rather casual tonight. My pink, cream, and yellow flowery high tops, skinny jeans, a cream knit sweater, and my pea coat.

I started to hum and song, an all to familiar song, Harry's song. I might play it tonight, well in my opinion, it's the best I've ever written. That's why I wrote it for him, or dedicated it to him. Hopefully the crowd will love it as much as I do.

I do my normal routine, walk in the door, head to my locker, and make my way to the piano.

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The audiance loved my songs, luckily! I wish I could just write musical parts to songs and have song writers put their lyrics with my music, and have a singer sing it. That would be amazing. Not just for the money, the money would be a plus, it's just the fact that I can make someone happy with my music is everything to me.

"Miss Roberts?" A gentleman in a black suit and bow tie snapped me out of my daydreaming.

"Yes?" I replied.

"This is for you." He replied sweetly.

"Thank you." He handed me a simple white lillie, my other favorite flower beside pink daisies. Attached to the daisy was a note:

"This is the second time I've given you this flower since I've known you. I will never forget when I gave it to you the first time. Come to me ;)"

A smile spread across my face as I comprehended the note. Even though we were in England when he gave it to me previously, there was a place just like that in New York. I walked out the door and walked to two blocks to The Cheescake Factory, the location of our first date. The smell of cheesecake and italian food was devine. I walked by the fountain, knowing that's where we were when he gave me the flower. I peared around the fountain and found nothing. Unitl I look in the water. There was a little tea light candle with another yellow sticky note:

"I'm sorry we couldn't be in the same country as last time, but this will have to do. You told me your dreams when we first met, one of which I couldn't make come true at the time, and I remember the taste of strawberry and the smell of One Summer. "