" Would I need this ?" I asked Harry while waving a neon yellow bikini.
" Well, it is L.A right ?"
" True."
" I bet you'd look sexy in that."
" Shut up." I laughed and threw a pillow at Harry's face to shut him up.
" What ? I'm just stating the obvious !" He defended throwing his hands down.
Harry removed the pillow and walked into my closet. He looked around closely,
taking in each piece and it's detailing while I passed by
him shoving anything that might come in handy into my two large sized Burrberry printed suitcases.
" How about this ?" Harry picked up a faux fur jacket.
" It's L.A not Alaska." I shot him a are-you-kidding-me-look.
" It's cute." Harry raised his eyebrow.
I spent another thirty minutes collecting my toiletries and packing a carry on bag.
" Alright. Time to drive." I handed Harry his keys while he picked up my suitcases
and loaded them into his car.
Its 8:15PM, I don't have much time left with Harry.
He should be driving to the airport two weeks from now ! I'm so grateful that I get to meet
all of these important people and do what I really love. I really really am.But, it just sometimes
can be such a pain. If I could name the pros and cons, I'd take me hours and hours
.
I glanced up at Harry trying to take in every single detail of him for the last time.
I focused on how the passing traffic lights reflected on his dark chocolaty brown curls making them
appear highlighted. How his eyes twinkled and reflected all sorts of shades of lights making them
look even greener, if that is possible. How the veins would slightly pop up into the thin layer of his palm's skin, covering his roots when he turns the driving wheel changing the car's direction. Damn I won't see that for more than two hundred days.
" God I'm gonna miss you." I got Harry's attention when he stopped the car
waiting for the lights to flash green.
" We still have time."
I sighed in return. He responded by grabbing my hand and gently squeezing it as
he brushed his thumb over mine.
I dramatically sighed again when we turned into the airport.
I helped him load baggages into the scanner. This is it. Time to say goodbye. I don't like goodbyes.
" I'm gonna miss you." He pulled me into his chest.
" I don't wanna go." I cried feeling the tears fall down from my water line.
Harry let go of me examining my face.
" No. Please don't cry ! " Harry pleaded. " It'll be over before you know it ! Plus
I have some concerts and interview in L.A. You can fly out when you have days off ! " He continued.
" Factime every night ? And text me ?" I asked.
" Always." Harry nodded at me.
" You're gonna be late, Bell." Kera interrupted from the background.
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What The Papers Don't Say
Fanfiction*sigh* I'm Isabella Lewington. Yes. I am that girl in that movie. And yes I will sign your poster. But I'm not only known for that. But also for being one direction's best girl friend. I get hate for just hanging out with my buddies. What would I ge...