At the End of the Day...

Chapter 15

I think Harry can sense my fear, because his serious expression softens slightly.

"It's nothing bad!" He reassures me, laughing slightly. "In fact, well, I think it's good. And I think you're gonna like it. Well...I hope you are."

"Come out with it!" I giggle, almost jumping out of my skin. What could it be? I mean, he seems nervous to ask me, and obviously it's not bad news, or anything, so...

"Ok...Ok. So. Of course, you know, I'm on my hiatus, and I haven't been with all the lads at once for almost a year. I miss them, you know?" I nod slowly, not sure what to expect next. "So, we figured...we'd go on a trip! Like we're touring, but a whole lot more relaxed!"

"What's that got to do with me?" I comes out as a whisper. I'm not sure why Harry would think I would be excited about this. I mean, that's great that he's reuniting with the boys. Don't get me wrong. But I don't want Harry to leave again, he just got back.

"Come with us." Harry's brow is creased, as if he is in deep thought, and I think my jaw has hit the floor.

"I-you want-me? To come with you? All of you? On your reunion holiday...?" I'm gobsmacked, to say the least. I never would have expected this to come out of Harry's mouth.

"I do." He's starting to smirk now, he can see how worked up I'm getting over this. "But don't worry, Eva, you're not intruding. We all want you to come with us. All of us." They all want me to come? I can't move. I can't think. My brain isn't functioning properly - did I hear that right?

"Is it just me and all of you? Or is anybody else coming?" I take Harry's hand in mine and squeeze it tightly.

"Actually, Lottie - Louis' sister, is going to be coming with us. I actually think you two will get on really well. None of the other boys' girlfriends are coming. Liam's having some issues with Cheryl, Louis' whole situation is just messed up at the moment, and of course Niall is going solo, as always." 

Lottie! I think she's about a year older than me, so that will be really fun, I hope! At least I'm not going to be the only girl on the trip. But most important is Harry. Waking up with Harry, eating breakfast, lunch, and dinner with Harry. Going out with Harry. Going to bed with Harry. Again and again. Over and over. Never ending. Except it will end. And what will happen after? Before I know it, Harry stops my thought process.

"And also," Harry continues. "There're likely to be paps spotting us. And I just want to ask you - are you ok with being seen with me and the others? Because it's bound to happen. I want to be comfortable with you, I want to be open and not care who sees us. But only if it's ok with you."

"You know, when we first got papped the day we met, I was ashamed, and I didn't want all of this attention. I wanted it all to end. But now I know you, and I love you, and I don't think that matters anymore. I don't care who sees us either." Harry beams widely, his dimples so deep that I almost want to cry of happiness. "Wait - so where are we even going? And when?" I suddenly think of work, and how much time I've taken off lately. I'll probably get fired, and at this point in my life, that's not a good thing. It's never a good thing.

"Hawaii, baby!" He starts doing a weird little dance only involving his hands, and he looks so dorky, yet so cute. I start joining in on the dance too, clicking my fingers and smiling wildly. And I can't stop thinking about he said 'baby'. "Here's the catch, though," he stops dancing, and so do I. My heart sinks. I knew this would be too good to be true. "We're leaving *cough* on *cough* Mon*cough*day..." Harry looks at me cautiously, waiting to see my reaction.

"Wait, what? Monday? Like, the coming Monday?!" I almost shout at his words. "I'll get fired! I've already taken so much time off...and this is not enough notice for them! I'm just not prepared, Harry..."

"I was worried about that, but, think of it, baby, waking up at whatever time, going swimming, going out...doing whatever we want! Besides...I kind of called your manager...and I pretended to be your dad...it's a long story..."

My brain is working at a million miles an hour. He called my manager? He actually remembered where I work? "Wait...so my manager said yes, then?" I ask, completely puzzled. I mean, if my manager's fine with it, then I definitely am.

"She said yes! It took a bit of...um, persuading, but I finally got through to her. So...will you come? I know it's late notice, but we all really want you to come, and Lottie also told Louis she's really excited to meet you!"

"I mean...I'm definitely in if she said yes! I can't wait to spend some time with you - oh, that's another thing I wanted to ask. How long are we there for?" 

"A month. But, you can go whenever you need to. That's just how long the lads and I are staying. Lottie's staying for three weeks, so if you want, you can do the same. I don't mind, I just want to spend as much time as possible with you." Harry leans in and gives me a peck on the lips. 

"I guess I'll just go with the flow then. I could even visit my mum in Mexico afterwards! I haven't seen her since...the, y'know..." Harry rubs my arm carefully. I wonder if my mum is still mourning. She hasn't contacted me in anyway whatsoever since the funeral, so it's kind of like I've been on my own. I don't really like to talk to my dad, so that makes it a bit difficult.

"That's a great idea," Harry says, his voice just above a whisper. I love how much he cares about me, and how well he knows me as a person. He always knows exactly what to say, even if it's the simplest thing.

I slip on an oversized top, and Harry helps me start to pack. This is going to be the best holiday ever. All of One Direction together again. And I'm the one who gets to witness it. Maybe they'll love being back together so much that they'll end their hiatus soon. 

But what will that mean for Harry and I? 

Will that be the end?

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