Isabelle's pov
»Two week later»
I wake up in the comforting arms of my boyfriend. Never in a million years did I think I would be here or in this situation. That I would be dating Harry Styles for One Direction, going to that concert was the best decision of my life.
I sighed and opened my eyes and looked up at the beautiful boy I called mine. His lips slightly formed a smile, I gazed upon him for a little bit before he began to stir. His eyes fluttered open and met mine.
"Hey baby.." He whispered and kissed my forehead.
"Morning... Did you sleep okay? I kick." I sheepishly looked away until he turned me to face him. He pressed his lips to mine and kissed me softly.
"Perfectly." he let go of me and got out of his bed and put on a pair of sweatpants. Just then Louis came crashing in and jumped on the bed crushing me in the process.
"Oh! Louis!" I pushed him off of me and sat up.
"So love birds did you use perfection? I better not become an uncle any time soon right?" Louis poked my stomach and I turned a bright red.
"LOUIS!!! We didn't do anything uuugh!!" I pulled the covers over my head as Louis and Harry both bursted out in laughter
"Aaah don't worry I know you didn't seeing as I would hear it if you had." I pulled off the cover and threw a pillow at Louis which caused Harry to laugh harder, I shot him a death glare.
"Baby it's fine, he's only doing this because I did this when I caught Eleanor trying to sneak out of the flat." Louis got up and punched Harry in the arm.
"NOTHING HAPPENED!!! It was just a lovely sleep over." I couldn't help but laugh at how crazy these boys are.
"Okay I'm going to go back to my room..." I got up and walked back to my room, that Harry and Louis convinced me to keep. They both begged me to keep stuff there and claim it as mine, so when ever I visited it wouldn't just be a guest room. I unpacked somethings that I brought with me and had set them up around the room. I guess the room represents something like how some girls have a draw at their boyfriend's house, only it's a room.
I go into my closet and pick out an outfit for the day. I settle on a lime green Razer-back and black and white Aztec leggings along with a pair of lime green flats. I take a quick shower and change.
When I went out into the living room I sat down next to Louis who was watching some movie.
"You realize how much he's going to miss you... You'll be good to him, yeah?" I look over at Louis and see worry in his blue eyes. I have tried to forget that tonight is the night that Harry and I will split ways. He will be on tour and I will be going back to my insignificant life in Minnesota. The thought breaks my heart.
"Lou, I'm not going to hurt Harry. Not like the other girls, I promise you that." I saw the worry disappear from Louis eyes. Just then a freshly showered Harry walked in.
"So I thought that today you and I should go out and sight see, seeing as you have spent all your time shopping or here in this flat with me and Louis." Harry took my hand and helped me up, only for him to sit down and pull me into his lap.
" I think that sounds wonderful!" I kiss him lightly and pull him to the door.
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"Have you ever been on a doubledecker bus before?" Harry asked as we climbed the stairs up to the second level of the bus.
"No! I've been on the second level of a train back in Minnesota though." I'm deathly afraid of heights.
"Well you are about to!" I look out as the bus starts to move and we go one more time around London. Today we looked around London, and I took as many pictures as I could. The song moments begins to play in my mind.
"If we could only have this life, for one more day. If we could only turn back time." Harry sang in my mind, I look over at him. And he's staring back with glossy eyes. He wasn't singing just in my mind but actually was singing to me in real life.
I feel tears fight to find a way to get out and run down my face.
"This moment in time I'll find the words to say before you leave me today..." I don't let him finish the song, I pull him into a hug and crash his lips to mine. We stayed like this until we both pull away and have to wipe away our tears.
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I walked hand in hand with Harry, my begs were packed and already on their way to the plane I was taking home. This time it was different I won't have a plane to myself, and Preston won't be there. Fans where being held back by the same barriers that where used when I first arrived.
Harry was boarding first and my plane left about ten minutes later so we where leaving almost at the same time. We arrived at the area where Harry's plane would arrive and they would board.
"Babe, what's going to happen? When will we talk or..." I looked up at him and saw how afraid he was as well.
"Everyday, and no matter the time you call. Especially when you're down." He cupped my face in his hands and looked at me with teary eyes.
"Promise me something?"
"Anything.."
"No..girls?" Harry chuckled and kissed me gently and gave me a cheeky smile.
"No girls, you know why?" I shook my head. "Cos I have the only girl I need is the only one I see. And she is perfect for me, and she is you." he kissed me again as a tear escaped my eye. "Don't cry for me baby, we will be together soon."
We sat there holding one another until he had to be pride off of me. He cried more than me, only because I promised him that I wouldn't.
I waited until he was on the plane to walk away and find my plane. I released the tears when he was out of sight. Some fans walked with me to where I was supposed to wait for my plane to take off.
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The plane ride was the worst thing I ever did. I was in first class which was fine but fans of Harry kept asking things about him. Only making me miss him more.
I got to the airport at about seven at night. The whole way home Rosa pestered me about Harry and the boys. I never gave her a straight answer, I just nodded because I couldn't trust my voice.
This is going to be along couple weeks.
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