Don't Let Me Go

Chapter Seventeen

Today was the day before we left to go on tour with the boys. I was currently packing my third suitcase. I didn't even know I had three suitcases. Well, granted, one of them was a duffel bag, but it counts as luggage. I was trying to fit every item of clothing I owned, but knew that would be impossible, so I settled with just most of it. I left out my least favorite clothing. I packed only the makeup I was certain I was gonna use, and a little extra. I packed all of my toiletries. I also packed my shoes. I packed sneakers, casual flats, my black Uggs, my toms, my black pair of heels, and my sparkly strappy heels as well. You never know, we might go somewhere fancy. When I was finally satisfied, I zipped up my last suitcase and then started bringing them out by the front door. Harry was chilling on the couch, not packing until tomorrow morning before we leave. Such a procrastinator.

"Finally satisfied?" he asked me when I wheeled my last bag over to the door.

"Yes, yes I am. And you haven't done anything." I said.

"Nope." he said casually. I just rolled my eyes and then went back into my room to set out my outfit for tomorrow. I laid out my white with black striped long sleeve shirt, my gray scarf, dark skinny jeans, and my black moccasins. I kept out all of the toiletries and makeup that I would need for tomorrow. I only kept out a minimal amount of makeup because I was going pretty neutral since we would just be on a plane for the most part. I only left out mascara, foundation, and some blush. Blush was my life. Once I had that laid out, my phone vibrated. I went over and looked at it. It was a text from Iz.

Come help me! I don't know what to pack!

I replied to her right away.

Okay, I'm coming over :)

I walked out of my room and told Harry I was going to help Iz. He said okay and then I walked across the hall. I didn't even bother to knock because I knew Iz was expecting me. I walked right in, and Louis was doing the same thing that Harry was, chilling on the couch with nothing packed for tomorrow.

"Hey Lou."  said as I walked by the couch. He put his hand up and waved.

"Hey Mel." he said. I walked down the hall to Iz's room and walked in. Her room was trashed. She had clothes all over the floor, bags all shoved up in the corner, makeup and stuff piled on her dresser, and shoes laying around as well. Her closet was completely empty, except for a few things still laying inside. She looked up from her suitcase at me.

"Hey! Have you finished packing already?" she asked me surprised.

"Um, yeah. What happened in here? It looks like your closet exploded." I said looking around at her room.

"I know. Don't even talk about it. Just help me." she said. I walked over to her and she started showing me what she had already packed. She had a decent amount packed, but this girl had more clothes than she could count. She didn't know what outfits to bring. I helped her pick out outfits for different weather, some fancy outfits, a good amount of shoes, and we organized her makeup and toiletries in her bag. Then we put all of the rest of the clothes and shoes that she wasn't bringing back into her closet neatly. We also stored away her unused bags in the closet as well. About two hours later, her room was clean and everything packed. We brought her bags out to her front door, and then got some iced tea to drink.   

"Wow, that was a lot of work." Iz said slumping on the couch next to Louis.

"Well it wouldn't have been if you didn't tear your room apart." I said to her, plopping down on the other side of Louis.

"Well, sorry I get paranoid." she said defensively. I let out a small laugh, and Louis threw his arms around both of us.

"My girls." he said simply. I smiled, looking over at him. Iz did he same. We put our heads on his shoulders. Then Harry came storming in.

"MEL I'M STARVING!!!!!! COME MAKE DINNER!!!" he yelled through the apartment. I flung my head up, startled.

"Guess that's my cue." I said, getting up.

"WE'RE RIGHT IN HERE DOOFUS!!" Iz yelled. I smiled.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said over my shoulder.

"Kk!" Iz said. I walked over to Harry, as he turned around.

"Let's go make you dinner." I said grabbing his hand. He smiled and nodded. We walked back to our apartment, and went into the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked him.

"Spaghetti." he said. It sounded like he had already thought this out.

"Okay." I grabbed the spaghetti out of the cabinet, and the sauce out of the fridge. Harry set the plates and forks at the counter. I boiled the water and then put the pasta in. I put the sauce into another pan. I stirred the pasta and sauce until they were done. I drained the pasta and then put the sauce in with the pasta. Then I brought it over to the counter where Harry was pouring the drinks. I put it down and then we sat in our seats. I hadn't realized it but I was actually starving. Harry served me some pasta first, such a gentleman. I waited for him to serve himself, and then I dug in. So did Harry. While we were eating I looked over at Harry, who had a long strand on pasta hanging from his mouth.

"Get the other end." he mumbled with a mouthful of food. I laughed, and knew what he was talking about. He wanted to try the Lady and the Tramp spaghetti thing. I took the piece of spaghetti in my mouth and then we both started eating it, and we got closer and closer. But once we got closer the piece broke in the middle.

"Darn." I said.

"Let's try again." Harry said getting another piece. He put it in his mouth and I took the other end. We tried again and this time we got closer. We had one more bite. We took it and our lips met in the middle. It was so cheesy, but so romantic. I pulled away and looked at Harry.

"You satisfied?" I asked him.

"Yeah, that was cute." he said. I laughed at the way he said that. We finished eating and then cleaned up. I did the washing and Harry dried. I have to say, we made a really good team. Once we finished I went and got into my pajamas which consisted of my red plaid pants and my black long sleeve top. It was really comfy. I also wore my pink fuzzy socks which I loved. I walked back out into the kitchen to see Harry making himself a huge bowl of ice cream. I walked in right as he was pouring chocolate sauce all over his ice cream.

"Want some?" he asked me as I went over to him.

"No thanks." I said shaking my head. He smiled and then grabbed the bowl and walked into the living room. I followed him and we plopped on the couch to watch T.V. We decided to watch Identity Thief because that movie is hilarious! We were laughing throughout the whole thing. It started getting late and I was starting to slowly fall asleep. Harry was as well. We decided to go to bed, because tomorrow was gonna be a long day. I agreed, so we turned off the T.V. and went to my room. We hopped in bed, and I snuggled up to Harry's bare chest. He wrapped his arm around me, and I could feel his chest rising up and down as he breathed.

"I can't believe I'm actually going on tour with you guys." I said.

"I can't believe it either." he said. The thought never got old. I always got excited inside when I thought about how much fun we were going to have.

"Goodnight, Harry." I said.

"Goodnight, Mel." he said kissing the top of my head. And with that I instantly fell asleep, dreaming of tomorrow when the tour will start.