Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Nineteen.

Aimee’s P.O.V.

Meghan and I were leaving California today. Our flight was at 3 this afternoon. We’d be back in London by about 11pm – if it doesn’t get delayed. We were running around the hotel room trying to gather up all the shit that we owned and cram it into our suitcases. Meghan still doesn’t know that we found the bracelet Liam gave her and the note she’d written him. I was going to give it to Liam before we left. The boys were staying for two more days because of concerts and stuff.

"I’m gonna miss the boys when we leave." Meghan sighed, giving up on trying to close her suitcase.

"You’ll just miss having Zayn eat the face of you like 40 times a day." I grinned. She went to slap me when Zayn walked in.

"What about me?" He asked.

"Meghan is gonna miss you eaphing twe fdse owff hou!" My last few words were muffled as Meghan shoved her hand over my mouth.

"Ignore her; she’s still a bit drunk from last night!" She gave him a nervous smile and he looked confused.

"Um... ok?" Zayn said, still clearly confused. I licked Meghan's hand.

"EWW! Dirty bitch!" She said trying to wipe her hand on me. I jumped up and ran into the living room. I heard her yell after me. "You’re lucky I’m too sore and lazy to run after you!" We all laughed as I flopped down on top of Louis. Harry hasn’t really spoken to me since last night. I don’t even know what I did so I don’t see what the problem was.

"When is your taxi coming?" Louis asked, plopping down beside me.

"Half an hour." I replied.

"Awh, is Boo-Bear gonna miss his wittle twinnie?" Niall said all sing-song like and threw a pillow at us.

"Shut up." I grinned and threw the pillow back but hit Harry instead. "Shit! I'm sorry Harry! He got up and walked into the bedroom. I looked at Louis who nodded his head towards the bedroom meaning to follow him. I got up and walked in to see Meghan and Zayn getting very close and personal on their bed, while Harry was lying face down on his. I went and lay beside him and whispered, "What’s up Harry? You’ve been ignoring me all day."

"Nothing." He said bluntly.

"Come on, you can tell me." I prodded him lightly. He sat up and looked at Meghan and Zayn then at me.

"Not here anyway. Can we go for a walk or something?"

"Sure." I replied. I also turned to Meghan and Zayn. "MEGHAN WE’RE GOING OUT FOR A BIT, TRY NOT TO SWALLOW  EACH OTHER, YEAH?" She pulled away from Zayn and gave me the finger. I gave it back and walked out the door with Harry. "Ok, what’s up."

He stopped walking and turned to face me. He took both of my hands and looked me straight in the eye. "I’m sorry for kissing that girl the other day. You sort of got me back for what happened last night anyway..."

"Why what did I do?" My stomach dropped as I looked at Harry in anticipation.

"Liam told me you and Bieber had 7 minutes in heaven. I don’t know who I got but that’s like my mind’s way of saying that it wasn’t important. I only have eyes for you." I didn’t know what to say. I was lost in his green sea of eyes. "I knew it. You don’t like me anymore do you?" I rolled my eyes and leaned in and kissed him. He instantly kissed me back. It was like the first time we kissed back on the beach two weeks ago. I let him in and we stood there like that for a good ten minutes. We finally pulled away and just stared at each other. "I love you." Harry whispered.

"I love you too." I smiled at him as he kissed me again. He took my hand and we walked back to the room. Meghan was standing waiting with our suitcases by the door. Everyone was awkwardly staring at Harry and I. "Well the taxi should be downstairs..."