Man in a printed suit.

Chapter 13

We were still in the living room and watching our 3rd movie.

He played 'The notebook' because he wants me to watch it.

It's exceptional.

"Do you still want pizza? Gotta order again." He asked.

"No, I'm cold. Let's order coffee and Blueberry cheesecake." I said.

"Cravings." He murmured. "Your wish is my command."

"Yaaaaayyyyyy!!!" I said in excitement.

I was craving lately. I'm NOT pregnant. Maybe I was about to have my monthly menstruation.

Harry called near branch of Starbucks. And yes, he owned it again. I know, because I searched! Hahaha

"I ordered, cookie dough and s'mores."

"Really! Oh gosh! I love you.." What the fuck. "For cookies and s'mores!"

"Anytime."

While in the middle of the movie. Someone knocks on the door. Harry opened the door.

It was the statbucks delivery.

Harry handed me my coffee while I was cover by my blanket. I'm cold.

He sitted beside.

Weird.

*You are every reason, every hope and every dream, I've ever had and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours*

My tears streams so fast.

"I never knew you still had that heart, YN." He was smiling.

I rest my head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I mumble.

"Why? Hahahaha it's okay." He said.

He rubs my shoulder and I feel so sleepy.

"We're going in England tomorrow did you packed your things?"

"Mmmmmm, no."

Then I fell asleep.

I heard my alarm.

And it was 7:45 AM.

I was in my room too.

Wow magical!

But I didn't packed my things yet.

I was about to stand but, I saw my things we're packed. I have clothes to wear too.

I found the letter

YN,

Gotta went home at 5AM. I never woke you up because you were exhausted. Wear the clothes I prepare for you. And we'll have breakfast before flight at 9:30.

H.S. x

I rushed to the bathroom and had my quickest shower ever. Because I'm late.

DUH.

After my shower I wore my robe and dry my hair. I decided to give it a messy bun.

I wore the clothes "He prepared".

It was a denim ripped jeans, Calvin Klein white tee's and Air max thea premium in colour brown.

I wore minimal makeup like brows, lashes and lips.

It was 8:40AM and Harry drove to LAX.

I think it was like 11 hours, the distance of LAX to Heathrow.

"Do you want Class A?"

"Everywhere, it's fine."

"Okay we'll be using my private plane." He said boastfully.

"What?"

"What."

"You're so bipolar and boastful! Pussy!"

"Who cried to much in The Notebook?"

He was mocking me. But I didn't care.

He then hugged me and whispers.

"I WILL ALWAYS BE YOURS!"