Chapter 5

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(Harry's POV)

Day two on the Australian tour, and I'm already wiped out. Jules is resting her head in my lap as we drive, in the tour bus, out of Adelaide and to Perth. It's not a long drive, but we just finished a concert.

"Harry?"

"Yeah Jules?"

"Do we have a free day tomorrow?"

"We have until Saturday to just chill. Do you want to go somewhere fun tomorrow?"

She nods.

"How about ice skating. Last time the boys and I were here, we found this amazing ice funk that is outdoors" I say.

Her face lights up, and I take that as a yes. I smile and laugh a little as she closes her eyes. In a few minutes, she's asleep, but I also want to sleep. I pick her up, careful not to wake her, and place her in the bunk bed, and climb in, next to her. She cuddles up next to me, still sleep, and I wrap my arms around her and drift off.

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(Louis' POV)

We arrive in Perth, and I'm exhausted. Harry and Juliette were able to fall asleep, but the rest of us weren't so lucky.

"Hey Lou" Niall calls. "Look how cute they are."

I stand up and walk into the bunk bed area to see Harry and Juliet cuddled together in one of the beds, smiling in their sleep.

"Take a picture" Ni says.

I quickly whip out my phone and snap a picture. Then, I send it to all the boys, except Harry.

"Nice one" Niall states, laughing next to me.

I shake Harry awake and tell him we are going into the hotel. Being the amazing person he is, he picks Juliet up, so she wouldn't have to be woken, and carry her into hotel and up to their room, and, being the amazing person I am, I take their bags for them.

"You know, you could help" I tell Niall.

He grabs Juliet's purse and suitcase, as I readjust Harry's stuff.

"Does Juliette know about Harry's past" Niall asks me, as we walk into the lift.

"Yeah. She's the one that gave him the confidence to come out and be himself."

"Oh" is all he replies with.

(Harry's POV)

I set Jules down, on the bed, and change her into some of my sweats and my tee shirt. Then, I strip down, into my boxers, know Juliet wouldn't like it if I slept baked, like usual, and climb into bed, next to her. I snuggle io close to her, one more time, as I shut my eyes and fall asleep for the last time that night.

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