Just us two

Vacation

"Babe are you almost ready?" Harry yelled trying to contain his excitement as best as he can.

"Yes" I said also trying to contain my excitement. This is the first trip that Harry and I are going on since we guys started dating. We were going to place I've always wanted to go... Paris. I came downstairs to the doorway of our tiny but cozy home we shared together.

"You ready sweetheart?" Harry asked with a gigantic smile plastered on his face.

"Yep" I replied with the same smile. When we get to the airport Harry an I were to spotted by some fans. I held on to his arm tightly while he signs some things for them. After he is done he check in our luggage and we went through security. You wait for a little while before we can get on the plane. Once our flight was called we got on. Since it was my first flight I was super nervous. Harry being the best boyfriend he was suggested that we play 20 questions to get my mind off of the flight ahead of us two.

"Question number 1... Who do you like more me or Gemma?" Harry asked.

"Definitely Gemma." I let out a cute giggle that Harry loves so much. He made a face like he wasn't surprised. Gemma and I hang out all the time. Now it's time for me to ask a question.

"If you could do one thing before you die what would it be?" He thought long and hard and said "marry you." I was shocked but didn't want him to notice. He's never talked about marriage before. We go on to finish 20 questions finding out things we never knew about each other. After watching a movie about a father and daughter Harry looked at me with a puzzled expression. Harry looked at me and asked
"Why don't you ever talk about your dad?"

"Um... Well um... He left me when I was 5." I said trying not to cry at the reopen wound.

"Oh... I'm sorry. What about your mom?"

"I don't know my mom. My mom got knocked up by my dad and when they went on vacation to Cincinnati my mom had me. I was early. Cincinnati was where my dad was from and they were gonna get married there but my dad cheated and fought for my custody and won. When my dad left I went from foster parent to foster parent. Nobody wanted to keep me. Not even my own family member. Last I heard was that my mom was from England." I was starting to get teary eyed but didn't want Harry to see so I ran to the bathroom. When I got back I just lay my head on Harry. I felt myself being moved and notice that I fell asleep so I woke up. Harry looked at me and kissed me without a word. Before we knew it we were both asleep, me in Harry's arms. When we woke up we were in France at the airport in Paris. When we got off the plane we went to get your luggage and head to the hotel. It was a super fancy and an extravagant hotel and we had the nicest room. That was a perk to having a famous boyfriend. We get to the room and sit down on the bed.

"So what do you want to do today?" I asked Harry courously.

"I say we stay in. I'm still tired so I might sleep unless you want to do something."

"No sleeping sounds like a good idea but I'm gonna take a shower quickly." I went in to the bathroom and it was huge. The towels were soft and everything was amazing. Once I was done taking a shower I so desperately needed I came out to find Harry laying on the bed on the phone with Anne, Robin and Gemma. When I came out it just a towel around my insecure body Harry looked up and said bye to his family and hangs up.

"I forgot to get clothes. Sorry." Harry just sat and stared. He knew nothing was gonna happen because he knew I hated my body, especially after a rough child hood. He snapped himself back to reality and looked at his back down at his phone.

I came back out of the bathroom with my favorite bright pink (Harry's favorite color on me.) pajama shorts on and a black tank top. I walked over to the bed and gently slid in. While Harry was rambling about tour that just ended I faced him just wondering about how lucky I am to have him as mine. When he finally shut his trap we fell asleep. I was not facing Harry which made him sad because that's all he wanted to do is look at my beautiful face (so he says). All of a sudden Harry's two muscular arms snake around my torso and grabbing my hand. It's the most amazing thing that I've ever felt. Not only his arms holding me but his love. I turned around to face him and realize​d that his eyes are wide open staring straight at me. I go to kiss him and he goes to kiss me and so it ended up being a passionate and amazing kiss. When we woke up I was in his arms. I tried to wiggle out but he just held me tighter.

"Don't leave me." I heard his beautiful morning voice say.

"I'm just gonna get ready for today." I say wondering what we're even gonna do. He lets me go and I got dressed for the day. When I come out in skinny jeans and my favorite sweat shirt that Harry got you while he was on tour.

When I look over at the bed Harry is sleeping. I've always wondered how he gets to sleep so fast but I love the way he sleeps. He looks so peaceful and for once he's actually quiet and not cracking horrible jokes. But after I remember that I'm in Paris with Harry I wake him up. I grabbed a pillow from my side of the bed and hit him right in the face. At first he just groans.

"Wake up sleepy head!! We're in Paris!!" You being the Disney freak you are you sit on him and say "wake up! wake up! wake up!" Just like Anna in Frozen. After he pushes you to floor you get back up and ask "do you want to build a snowman?" He just giggles and replies with "no I wanna build-" you stop him and pull him out of bed because you know exactly what he was gonna say.