Anything Can Happen

Chapter Seventeen

Oh. My. God. It's been a month. A MONTH. I am so so sorry for this wait. I can't stress that enough!! There has just been some family things that I'm having to take care of, and quite honesty, that will always have to come before this story, and I hope you guys can understand that (:

Believe it or not, I worked pretty hard on this chapter, lol. Hopefully you guys enjoy it as much as I did !! And again, I'm so very sorry for this wait. Let's hope and pray that it won't ever take this long again !!

Enjoy the update xx -Lauren
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Harry POV

Being wrapped in his arms, the familiar scent of his hair, the habit of tucking my head in the crook of his neck, while his rests on my chest. I'm not sure which one of those things possessed me to say it, but it did.

"I miss you."

My heart stops beating for the time being. I squeeze my eyes shut, afraid of the look of horror that must be plastered on top of Louis' face.

'I miss you,' really? That's all I've got? This could've been my chance, my opportunity to be able and change anything that's ever happened between us. My opportunity to have us together again, so that I can see him everyday without some lame excuse. So that I can text him meaningless nothing's late at night, which would be enough for me, because it's better than not texting him at all. There's so much more, and all of it I wish for more than enough.

I feel the weight of Louis' head lift from my chest, and I slowly open my eyes to meet his.

Like I said, I was anticipating a startled expression, or maybe a look of annoyance, but definitely not a smile.

"I miss you too Haz," he says in a whisper, and then returns his head to its previous position.

I don't mind that we are in the middle of the sidewalk, only standing. I don't care that nearly half the people who have walked past the two of us in each others arms gave us a look of pure disgust. I don't give a rats ass anymore. All I know is that I'm in Louis' arms, and that's all that matters.

After what feels like an hour, I slowly pull away, only to feel him tighten his grip around my waist. "Stay," he whispers, and that's enough for me.

I hold onto him a moment longer before finally speaking up, "Lou, I love having you in my arms again- gosh- I definitely love this, but could we do this where people, you know, aren't staring?" I ask weakly, truly not wanting to pull away from his embrace.

I feel Louis begin to stir from underneath, and see his head pop out from my chest, "Do you care about what they think?" He asks with a straight face. I am taken aback by his question, and don't know what I could say to make the matter any better, so I just stand there puckering my lips, almost resembling a fish. Slowly, a small smile forms its way onto Louis' lips, "I'm only messing with you Haz, I'd love to continue this someplace where we won't be mentally harassed," he says with a scoff, and all of it has me beaming. I've missed this, his bantering, so so much. How I was able to go on with my life without him? No one will ever be able to answer that.

"Actually," I start with a half smile, "I have the perfect place for us to go." I state proudly, and begin to walk in the direction of our next destination.

After walking only a few steps, I turn my head behind me, only to see a look of pure confusion spread all across Louis' face. I smile, and hold out my hand, waiting for it to be connected with his smaller one. Once again, the moment our palms touch, flames are igniting from our clasped hands, and I am suddenly overwhelmed in a feeling I haven't been able to remember for a long time now.