How could I forget?

On One Condition

Ariana's POV

"Let me take you out on a date- No, fuck. I mean, Ariana, would you like to go out with me. Breathe, Harry, breathe. Don't rush it, be smooth. Hey, Ari, we're kind of in this awkward place of more than friends, but not really together. So, would you like to go on a date with me. You're a bloody idiot, you know that right? Who the hell talks to themselves, you know what-" I heard Harry say, then open the door. He looked surprised and embarrassed to see me. Probably wondering if I overheard him saying anything. Before he could say anything I went to the toilet and threw up. I flushed it, took out my toothbrush and brushed my teeth, then rinsed my mouth with mouthwash. He looked a but concerned, but I shrugged it off and told him I always got a little sick when on a plane. I patted him on the arm as I walked out and went back to my seat, not giving him a chance to say anything.

We were currently on a private jet on the way to Mexico. The next concert of the Take Me Home Tour was in two days. There are two nights there, but I have to fly to Los Angeles the second night to perform on The Ellen Show.

As Harry returned to his seat that was diagonal to me, I thought about what he was doing in the restroom. He was rehearsing a way to ask me out and I found it adorable. We haven't really discussed what our relationship was, but if he wanted to kiss me, I'd let him and if I wanted a cuddle, he'd give it to me. I wasn't too concerned with it, what we had going on now was fine with me. His relationship with the twins was amazing as well. He really has been there, and it makes me question what it would have been like if I would have told him about them right away, when I found out I was pregnant.

Yesterday at breakfast, we were in Harry's house in London, and his face lit up as the twins both ran around yelling 'daddy.' It was the first time Daniel had called him that and it made him ecstatic. A beep from my phone interrupted me from my thoughts. I picked it up and had a text notification.

Harry: Hi. x

I looked up at him and he avoided my gaze, he turned to Zayn and started talking with him.

Me: Well hello there, stranger.

Harry: Even though I just saw you puke, you still look beautiful sitting there.

And that's how most of the flight went. Us talking to everyone but each other and being flirty through text. As I was responding to one of his texts, Liam had got up from his seat and came and sat next to me. None of us said a word, but I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed.

"I've missed you." I told him. He responded with the same. We decided to act like grown adults and put what he did behind us. I felt relieved. Liam really was my best friend and it wasn't the same without him. We caught each other up on what's going on with our personal lives. Throughout our conversation, my phone kept beeping, indicating I received more texts. I told him it was Harry and he said he doesn't mind if I respond. I shook my head and told him it would be rude to be on my phone while having a conversation. We continued talking until three more beeps were made and I gave him a look asking if it was alright if I finally responded.

"Well go on then. Lover boy over there looks like he's about to explode if you don't respond."

I gave Liam a thankful smile then responded. When I placed my phone down, he put his hand over mine and told me that it really was great that we could get along like we used to before. Now, it was his phone that beeped and when he read the text he laughed and gave Harry the finger. He showed me the text and it said, "Hands to yourself, Payne. I see you."

I looked at Harry and he was already smiling, letting us know that he was only joking. He came over and sat on the other seat that was open next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in to place a short kiss on my forehead. Liam jokingly rose his hands up in innocence then said he'll leave to give us some 'alone' time. I shook my head then rested it on Harry's shoulder, ready to fall asleep.