When I wake up... You will be here

Chapter 54

Summer in winter

Harry’s P.O.V.

“Emma, hurry up.” I screamed from downstairs.

I had managed to convince Emma that we could travel for my birthday. After the talk about the "cycle" we talked all morning and we agreed to stay away from the cycle and the fights. I was standing by the door, with my suitcase in my hand. I was waiting for Emma to go down the stairs. Emma had shown me that you have to wake up to the dreams come true.

“I would hurry if someone wasn’t a sleepwalker, he hadn’t been asleep on top of me and I could have slept well.” She said walking downstairs, dragging her suitcase behind her.

I hurried to help her. In fact I had awakened this morning with Emma trapped under the weight of my body. My face buried in her neck, her legs between mine. Emma tried to move me off of her while I groaned and held her tightly, crushing her beneath me.

“Hurry up, and this is not the first time I sleep on top of you.” I said walking out of the apartment.

“I don’t understand why such a hurry, your birthday is in a week.” She complained.

Emma walked behind me; she looked at me with a raised eyebrow before putting the key in the door knob and closing it. She put on her coat and the two of us walked to the elevator. It was the third week of January and it was snowing heavily outside. Emma grabbed my arm to keep from falling as we walked to the car. I took the bags while trying to cover Emma.

I opened the car’s door for her and she climbed in, I shove the suitcases in the back part of the car and then I climbed in.

“I’m cold.” Emma mumbled snuggling next to me.

I put my arms around her. She rested her head in my shoulder.

“Sleep, soon the plane will take off.” I whispered.

Emma fell asleep minutes later. I looked through the plane window. The snow had stopped falling and people were cleaning the track so that the plane could take off. I closed my eyes, thinking. I thought in all that would change after this trip. I took Emma’s hands between mines, giving warmth to her cold skin.

 Emma’s P.O.V.

I was hot, too hot. I raised my hand to see if Harry was on top of me. Nothing. Harry wasn’t over me, but I still felt that the heat was suffocating me. I shifted uncomfortable and realized that I was not in my bed, our bed.

I opened my eyes. The heat was suffocating me. The sun shone strongly through the windows of the plane. I took off my coat and the long sleeve blouse, staying only in a strapless blouse that I have under the other one, skinny jeans and black converse. I tied my hair into a high ponytail and I looked out the window.

You could see the blue sea perfectly with the white line of the beach on one side. It was a beautiful place without hesitation. I shook Harry’s shoulder, he growled and hugged me. Now not only the heat was suffocating me, but Harry also crushed my lungs.

“Harry…”

“Emma, what happens?” He said with his eyes still closed.

“Where are we?”

“On an island.”

“Which island?”

“Bora Bora.” He said yawing and settling in the seat to continue sleeping.

Harry's dream didn’t last long because he woke up when the plane landed. People started going out of the plane. Harry and I waited until the majority of people went down. Some girls were watching him and began to murmur or greet him. At these times I forgot that Harry was famous.