Just Go With It.

thirty six

Harry and I had bonded the whole time we were in Milan and I feel like that was when we rekindled our friendship. Milan is a beautiful place and I was honoured to be there, as well as coming first for my clothing line. Both Harry and I were so proud as I received my award and the boys were also thrilled once I told them. As well as being my partner in crime out there, Harry had also become one of my models seeing as one of the other men had got drunk and lost their passport, meaning they couldn't do the job so I was extremely lucky to have Harry there, but like everything, all good things must come to an end.

"You ready Curly?" I asked as we rolled our suit cases to the lifts.

"Do we have to go home now?" he whined and I laughed.

"You're worse than Skye!"

"How is she?" he asked, becoming that serious adult again.

"She's good. I think she just wants her own bed to sleep in now. There's only a few days left of tour then they're all home again." The smile grew on my face as I knew we'd all be home for Christmas.

"How's Luke?"

"He's alright. He's tired, he's stressed, he's trying his hardest but there's a lot of pressure on him. He's said that he loves performing and meeting everyone, but it's just that feeling of wondering if he had done his best in that show. Like, he wants to make sure he makes everyone smile in that venue. I think he wants touring life to end as soon as it can."

"He's doing a lot better than many people. Like this far in, I wanted to go home. I had all my bags packed and I was on the phone to my mum, telling her I was leaving tour.."

"Yeah, we had that last week. He said that he wasn't sure if he wanted to do it any more. I think touring for so long was good to think about, but to really live it, I'm not too sure. The boys have all said they just want to come home now."

"I'm glad they haven't stopped. they ve got a lot of potential to be something huge! I'm glad they're all doing alright though." I thanked him and we made our way back to the airport, again making random conversation in the taxi.

This time, on the plane, we didn't have to keep silent the whole time and I wanted to bring up a topic both Harry and I had avoided the weeks we were in milan.

"Harry," I started. " I need to ask you about something." he paused his music and faced me. "Well, I just wanted to know if you knew what happened at that party. What made Jason so mad when he was drunk?"

Harry looked around and bit on the side of his cheek. "I don't know if you would like to know,"

"Harry, I want to know."

"He thought that there was another guy there and you two were a thing." He said and my eyes were wide. "Before you ask who it was, he believed me and you were together. The thought that I had gone behind his back and asked you to be with me. That's why I wasn't allowed to help you when you were taken up the stairs. He said that I'd regret it and he knew I wasn't scared of him so he brought you and Gem into it. If I were to go near any of you, he were to, you know claim you I guess." my hands gripped the arm rest tightly as I brought my knees up to my chin.

"And when I was talking to you about Sam at the party, he thought that we were together." Harry nodded his head and everything was pieced together. Jason never 'loved' me. He was jealous. he thought harry and I were together and he wanted to prove to Harry that it was Jason and I. So, Skye came about because Jason was jealous.

"Mimi I am so sorry. I can't believe I let him do that to you. I didn't believe he would do anything. I promise you, he got a punch and a half after what he did." after hearing that, all I could do was hug Harry. I felt like he needed comforting because he was the one who had to remember it all for so long. "And then a while after, you came and told me that you were pregnant and we stayed in my apartment for a bit and yeah, you've said you remembered the rest."

"At least I know the truth now," I whispered and he nodded his head. "I know this is a completely different topic, but I have an important question to ask you" He let go of the hug a grabbed onto my hand, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. "I want you to do me a favour..." his eyebrows scrunched together as he took his lips into a straight line. "Harry, ever since we started to talk like bestfriends again, I realised how much we needed eachother and that is why I am asking you this- but please don't feel preassured, okay?" he didn't say anything, he just nodded- again. "Will you give me away at my wedding?" his mouth hung open and his eyes widened. "Wasn't expecting that, huh?" I laughed.

"I was expecting you to ask me to kill Jason or something like that!" we both burst out laughing, his reaction was priceless. "But, honestly Mimi, I'd be absolutely honoured to. As long as you're sure."

"I'm 100%" he smiled a big toothy grin again and we hugged one another.

Our journey home was a long one, everything seemd to drag. I wasn't sure what time it was when we got back, wasn't sure where Harry was staying, and wasn't sure where the boys were with my daughter, but one thing I did know was that I was so glad to be home, and I coudnt wait to spend time with my family again.

A/N- It's been a while.... here's another boring chapter xo