Spaces H.S

Chapter 23

You're gonna want the air that I breathe.

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The trip was over. It was one of the best experiences of my life and one that I will never forget, all thanks to Harry. There was never a time when I was bored. We would always escape from the class and go on our own little adventure.

Harry ended up taking thousands of pictures of me for his project and I even ended up taking pictures of him. It was the perfect getaway from reality and I wish it never had to end.

We were currently in my hotel room, I was packing the rest of my things and Harry was sat on my bed. He was supposed to be helping, but that plan failed hours ago.

I shoved the last few items in my suitcase and tried zipping it shut. I don't know how but I seemed to have ended up having more things than what I came with. Harry laughed as he watched me struggle and got up from the bed. He picked up my suitcase and put it on the mattress. He then picked me up by my thighs and sat me on top of the suitcase, zipping it up very easily.

"Show off." I glared at him, teasingly. He stood in between my legs and wrapped his arms arms around my waist, pulling me in to kiss his lips. I hummed and wrapped my arms around his neck, he pulled away and our foreheads rest against each others.

"I don't want to go." I whispered to Harry.

"Me neither..." He agreed.

"I just feel like this is all a dream and then I'm going to wake up in my room with my mum telling me to wake up and take my drugs and then she'll ask me if I'm breathing okay. It all feels too good to be true and I don't want to wake up yet.." I explain the thoughts that I've been thinking for a long time now.

Harry looks me in the eye, "Carter all of this is real. You and me are real. You deserve all of this and more, you need to understand that I'm in too deep now. I'm never letting you go. This dream, this dream is real baby. You're my girl."

I smiled. Ever since Harry told the waiter that I was his girl, he would repeat the same thing every night before I went to sleep. He would always say: 'You're my girl and nobody else's.' Every time it would cause thousands of butterflies to erupt in my stomach and it was the best feeling.

"When does our flight leave?" I sighed and jumped off of the suitcase.

"In the afternoon." Harry answered.

I quirked my eyebrow and smirked at Harry, "So we have time for our last adventure in Greece?"

"I like your thinking, Jones." He smiled back and I put my shoes on, closing the door behind me as we left the room.

We walked downstairs and sneaked past the lunch hall, hoping that no one would see us. Then we got through to the lobby and made our way out of the hotel.

It was slightly cooler today, compared to all the other days we've been here. There weren't as many people roaming the streets and a lot of the shops were shut. It was strange to see the area so peaceful but it was nice to be having a relaxing stroll on our last day.

Our hands were intertwined as we walked along the stoned paths, sharing a kiss every now and then. I was still upset that, by tomorrow, everything would go back to normal and that I'd have to wake up everyday to go to school, but spending the last few hours in with Harry in Greece by ourselves, kind of makes up for it.

We stopped at the beach again. We would go here almost everyday, as we didn't have a beach at home, making the most of being by the sea and feeling the sand under our feet. Harry sat down on the warm sand and pulled me down with him. I sat between his legs, my back resting on his front.