Beneath Your Beautiful

Chapter 12

Have you ever had a day that you wanted to be alone with another person? Not particularly a lazy day, but a day that you just want to spend with that one person? Today is our day.

"Want to go get coffee or something?" I asked, plopping onto Harry's bed. "If you want." He smiled. I smiled back, and kissed his forehead. "I love you." I laughed. "I love you too." Harry smiled back. We didn't talk much, but we didn't really have to, we just knew. There was some documentary on koalas on TV, but weren't paying any attention. "Ready to go then?" Harry asked, standing up. "Yup." I smiled, looking at myself in the mirror. I had changed out of my dress, and was now wearing one of Harry's t-shirts, and a pair of space leggings that I left here the other day, while trying to get ready for Alan Carr. My hair was in a basic messy ponytail. Harry had a bandana pushing the hair out of his face, which is adorable.

We sipped our coffee as we walked, and I tried not to fall. The London streets were surprisingly not busy, like I imagined them. "Want to go up in the eye?" Harry asked. "Uh... Umm... " "I'll be right there with you, Flore." Harry smiled, putting his arm around me. I nodded, and we got in line. Thankfully,all the people there we elderly couples, or parents with small kids.

"This isn't so bad." I laughed as we moved. Harry smiled, and kissed my cheek. I could see all of London, the place that I had wanted to go since I was a child. I used to talk about moving to London, but my family couldn't afford to send me there. Besides, if I didn't meet Harry, or Lou hadn't invited me on tour, I'd still be at home, watching TV. "Do you have a concert tonight?" I sighed. "Yeah..." Harry replied.

"Ready boys?" I asked, before fixing Liam's hair a bit. They nodded, and I sent them on stage. "Hello, London!" They smiled. I walked a bit farther backstage."Ashton? What are you doing?" I laughed. "Ummm... Playing hide and seek with Luke. Shh." He smiled. I playfully rolled my eyes, and laid on the random couch, before taking a nap.

"Wake up." Harry said, sitting down at my feet. I sat up and stretched. "What happened to your arm?!" I practically screamed. He had a place bandaged up. "I cut it on the drum stand. It's fine." He reassured me. I kissed his forehead, and we both stood up.

"How's your arm?" I asked, handing him a cup of tea, before laying in bed. "Better." He smiled. "Good." I smiled back. Harry sat down his tea, and motioned for me to move over to him. I did, and he held me, until I eventually fell asleep.