I wanna make love last. (Sequel-Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 19-Poppies and forget-me-nots.

"Yes, thank you so much. See you later," I said, hanging up the phone. 

I walked out of Liam's kitchen and met the rest of the lads at the garden. It's a cool day. The sun is shining, depite the fact it is still winter time, but it's not too cold. Guess we have to blame global warming for that.

"Are you leaving already?," Louis asked me, seeing as I grabbed my jacket and the keys of my car.

"Yes, I've got things to do."

"Alright. I'm not going to ask you anything though," Liam said, as I chuckled. I've been quite reluctant to tell them anything about my improvements with Lexie lately. Most of all because there's almost nothing to tell. Sure we've kept in touch since we met at Ben's Café two days ago, but it's been via texts —and I tell you they haven't been a lot—. But today there's something I have to do. Something I need to do for her.

Lexie's POV

I don't know what I'm going to do to get a place for the fashion show. I need to find somewhere before tomorrow afternoon. Otherwise I'm going to have to cancel it, because I won't be able to organise anything in 3 days. However, I'm surprised my nan still has hopes in me, and she believes I can find something before tomorrow. Everything else is sorted out already: the models, the music... and the food wouldn't be a problem either, my auntie's catering would take care of it in case we need it.

Today is my day off. At least, my morning off. Cameron is alone at the shop, trying to remain calm. I did want to go to work today, but he said I shouldn't. First things first, and today's first thing is not my job, as bad as it may sound.

I had just put on my make up, so I went downstairs to grab an apple from the kitchen, while I checked my phone. A text from Cameron asking me how I'm feeling, and a missed call from an unkown number. I was trying to find out whose number it was when the doorbell rang. Surprised as I was that someone was at my door that early in a day like this, I walked to it and open it, my eyes even wider when I saw who it was.

"Morning Lex."

"Hi Harry, do you need anything?"

"Actually, I want to take you somewhere," he shyly smiled.

"Where?"

"Surprise."

"Well, truth is I'm sort of busy now, I've got something to do and..."

"I know, but come with me anyways. It won't take us long, I promise." I looked at him, thinking whether to go with him, or do what I was supposed to do today. However, something inside of me was telling me that he'd only bring good things today. After all, it's Harry, he barely brings bad things.

"Alright. Give me a second so I can my jacket and my purse."

I did as I had told him and locked the door behind me. We stepped into his car and I fastened my seat belt. He turned on the radio and started the engine. I really wanted to know where he was taking me, but I knew him perfectly, and I knew that even if I spent the whole ride asking, he wouldn't answer, so I just smiled and looked out the window. The trees, the road, the houses. This can't be the place he's taking me.

"Harry, why are here?," I asked, as he pushed the brakes and stopped the car.

"This is where you were going today, isn't it?," he looked up at me.

"Well yes but..."

"Then, here we are. After you do what you need to do, I'll take you to that place I'm talking about," he smiled, stepping out of the car.

"But we didn't even buy any flowers," I said, but then saw him opening the boot of the car and showing me its inside.

A small bouquet of poppies and forget-me-nots was in there. My mum's favourite. I stood there in silence, with Harry by my side, smiling at the sight of it. Words wouldn't come out of my mouth, so I just took the bouquet in my hands, turned to Harry and smiled at him, trying to fight my tears from falling. He closed the boot and walked behind me to the entrance of the cemetery.