Things in Australia were amazing. Adelaide and I went to museums, theaters, you name it. Our time at the Rialto was up and we moved to a more secluded ‘rent as you stay’ type of townhouse. One could see the lake from any room and there was a huge golf course within walking distance. We were still pretty close to the city, but we were glad to have more privacy that the hotel couldn’t offer. One Direction was all over the world and everyone was too busy trying to find out where we were to actually come looking for us. It was a nice break. I got to pretend I was some normal guy who was on vacation with a gorgeous girl. In the pit of my stomach, I knew it wouldn’t last.
Adelaide was in the bedroom when I got back from running to the store, hanging our clothes up. I plopped onto my stomach on the bed and watched her, wondering where she got hangers from.
“What’re you doing?” I asked. She had on little white cotton shorts and a hoodie. “How did you get hangers?” Adelaide turned and brushed her hair behind her ear.
“The family next door was going back home today and asked if we needed any,” she shrugged. “So I took them.” I laughed and rolled onto my back. Adelaide came over and put her hands by my shoulders. She hovered her face over mine.
“You look funny upside down,” I said, teasing. Adelaide acted like it hurt her feelings but ended up laughing.
“You’re such a dork.” I caught her face in my hands before she went to stand back up and I kissed her forehead. I let her go and she went back to hanging our stuff up with a smile.
“Have you talked to anyone from home?” Moving to sit against the headboard, I pulled my phone out and went through my recent calls. The only answered ones were from my mum and dad. Adelaide stepped out of the closet and pulled her own phone out.
“Just my dad,” she said as she scrolled on the screen. “Oh, my sister called. But I haven’t talked to Lou or anyone.” I nodded and put my phone away.
“Me neither.” She came and sat by me. “What do you want to do today?” I knew we should probably talk about stuff soon, but I just wasn’t ready for that. Sure, we’d sneak small kisses to each other here and there, but never anything more. We were simple, we were cute, and we were happy.
“Doesn’t Deo want to do dinner tonight?” We’d had lunches and hung out with Stephen quite a bit since we’d gotten there. That night he wanted to go out for dinner and at a really public place. I was hesitant, but eventually agreed to go.
“Yeah, but that’s tonight. We could golf,” I offered. I’d bugged her since the day we got to the new place to go play golf but she just wasn’t having it.
“Fine,” she said, giving in. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
