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Chapter 19: Getaway

I kept rereading his text.

What kind of surprise could he possibly have in mind?

The tour wasn't going to be over for another month, and I had no idea where he was right now because he left the boys to head to another location apparently for the 'surprise' that was in store for me.

All I know is that he is somewhere in Europe. If I keep thinking about this my mind is going to explode.

Just then my phone rang, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Harry!" I was beyond relieved that he finally called.

"Emma, it's so good to hear your voice! I've got a surprise for you gorgeous."

"What exactly do you have in mind?" I questioned.

"Pack your things, you're spending the weekend with me," He finally confessed.

I was shocked and thrilled at the same time, "What do you mean?!"

Harry chuckled, "You're coming to Venice, Italy with me sweetheart."

I gasped. No way...

Venice has always been one of those places that I wanted to visit at least once in my lifetime. This is all too crazy. Spending a weekend with Harry in Venice will be nothing but pure bliss considering it's one of the most romantic cities in the world.

"Go pack love. Danielle will be coming to pick you up and take you to the airport in an hour. Text me when you're about to board the plane."

"Thank you Harry, for this...seriously, it's like a dream come true," I breathed.

After I got off the phone, I ran around like a crazy woman for the next 40 minutes trying to find things to take with me. I zipped my suitcase shut and quickly changed into a grey t-shirt and denim capris.

I tied my hair up into a messy bun, and applied some lipgloss before I took my suitcase down to the front door. A few minutes later Danielle pulled up and helped me load my suitcase in the trunk.

"Are you excited Em?" Danielle asked as we headed to the airport.

I couldn't stop smiling, "Beyond excited. I can't believe I'm going to finally see him!"

"You know," she began, "I've never seen him look at someone the way he looks at you. Yeah, he has dated other girls but that night at the restaurant he had a different look in his eye when he stared at you. And when he saw Tyler pull you out, it looked like he was going to kill him. I think he really likes you Em," Danielle looked over at me and smiled.

"I think I'm falling in love with him Dani," I said quietly, shocking myself a bit.

I know I haven't known harry for too long, but something about him made me feel protected and safe, like I could never be hurt again. He helped me get over Tyler completely and came to my rescue when he was going to do God knows what to me in that alley. We connected naturally like we were meant to be. And, there's a part of me that believes Harry was falling in love to.

But, I wasn't all too sure.

"Have you told him?" Danielle asked curiously.

"No, I cant just yet. I don't know if he even feels the same way at this point," I answered.

"You never know, he just might be head over heels in love with you," Danielle replied.

We arrived at the airport shortly and I grabbed my suitcase out from the trunk.

"Thank you so much for picking me up and bringing me here," I hugged her tight.

"Anytime! Have fun! Let me know all about it when you get back Hun."

"I will, drive safe," I replied.

"Fly safe," she reciprocated, and I laughed at her cuteness before entering the airport and checking in.

Thirty minutes later I texted Harry,

"Hey love, I'm going to get on the plane soon. I can't wait to see you! x"

He was quick to respond, "Good, I can't wait to see you either! Only a couple more hours and you will be mine to hold again."

I smiled at his text as I took my seat on the plane. I don't think I can handle all the excitement and butterflies any longer, this plane needs to hurry up!

For the next 5 hours I sat playing stupid games on my phone, watched a movie, and scrolled threw countless pics on tumblr. I know I probably should have slept, but there was no way my nerves would calm down.

When I landed in Venice, it was like I was in paradise. The air smelt so fresh, the buildings looked stunning, it was all so surreal. I grabbed my bag as it made its way around the conveyor belt, and I headed out to the exit.

As soon as I got out, I froze when I saw Harry leaning against a Ferrari with his hands in his pockets. Just the sight of him was breathtaking. I looked at him with astonishment and absolute joy all in one as I ran over to him.

"I missed you so much," I whispered against his neck as I wrapped my arms around him. He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

His scent filled my senses, and his strong arms made me feel so comforted and safe. I missed this feeling.

"God Emma, you have no idea how much I missed you," Harry said, kissing my forehead. Tears welled in my eyes, and no matter how hard I tried to hold back, a few escaped down my cheeks.

I tilted my head back and looked up at Harry. I missed those stunning emerald eyes of his. Those delicious lips that curved up to form the cutest smile. And god, those dimples. Who wouldn't miss those little suckers?

Harry lifted my chin up gently with a finger and crushed his lips against mine kissing me deeply. I kissed him back passionately with everything I had. Thank god he was holding me because my knees felt so weak right now. It felt like I was kissing him again for the first time.

I cupped his face with my palms and broke the kiss to catch my breath.

Harry lightly brushed his lips against mine,"God, I missed that the most."

I stole another kiss, "Harry?"

"Yes, love?" He whispered back, his hot breath tickling my lips.

"Since when do you have a Ferrari?" I questioned giggling halfway through.

He smirked, "I've always wanted one, so I figured I'd rent it for the weekend."

I shook my head and smiled up at him, "You are something Harry Styles."

He leaned down and kissed my nose playfully, "Come on, let me take you to our hotel."

Harry opened the car door for me and grabbed my luggage out of my hand before putting it in the trunk. He jogged over and got into the drivers seat.

I couldn't help but stare at him while he drove us to the hotel. I tried not to make it too obvious, but I honestly could never get bored of looking at his beautiful features.

I guess he noticed me staring because he looked over and smiled. I bite my lip and turned away, trying not to blush.

We pulled into the parking lot of Hotel Danieli, and after walking through the entrance I was taken aback by the beautiful design of the interior. It felt like the place was only for royalty or something,

"This place is gorgeous," I stood beside him completely dumbfounded by the architecture.

"I'm glad you like it," Harry smiled down at me.

We checked into our room which just so happened to be the presidential suit, and again I was speechless. This place was so beautiful I just wanted to stare at everything for hours on end because it was so perfect.

Harry came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Do you really like it? We can go somewhere else if you want," He kissed my shoulder.

I shook my head in disbelief and awe, "No, I love it."

Harry chuckled lightly beside my ear,

"I've got to go take care of a few things, but in 2 hours do you think you can meet me down by the bridge we drove by when we came here, the one a block down the street?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"And wear a dress for me will you," he whispered against my ear before turning to leave the room.