1 year later.
Lou and I were really close. We were like the couple that never left each other. I had practically moved in with the boys, but I still had my house, and we would go there for a few days to escape Harry whining that Jade was away. Everybody was still together, which was good, because we could all go out as a big group together.
“Is Australia really like that?” Lou asked me when we were watching red dog, cuddled up on the couch at his house. Harry by himself on the other couch because Jade had gone to America for a few months.
“Nahh, that’s only in the outback. Have you really never been to Australia?” He shook his head and we kept watching the movie. A couple of minutes passed before Louis said something.
“Let’s go!”
“What, let’s go where?” I asked him.
“Australia! I’ve never been, let’s go together!” Lou said. I would love that!
“YES! Lou, let’s go! Definitely! We have to!” I said over excited.
“Can I come with?” Harry said whining. “I’m very lonely without Jade.” Louis and I exchanged looks.
“Yeah, why not?” Lou said smiling. Harry jumped on top of him, and kissed his cheek many times.
“Oi, get off my boyfriend,” I yelled.
Louis booked flights for 2 days time. We organized hotels and flights all around Australia. We were going to stay there for a month, and Harry was going to fly back after 2 weeks when Jade came back. We were going to start in Gold Coast for a week, then go to Sydney for a week, Melbourne for a week, Adelaide for 4 days and Perth for 3, then fly home. Lou and I would be spending Christmas and his birthday there, but Harry was flying home just before.
*2 days later*
Our bags were packed and we were ready to go. My alarm went off at 4am because our flight was at 8am. I turned to Louis, kissed him and whispered “I hope this is a trip we will never forget.”
“Agreed,” he whispered back, kissing me again. We got up, had a shower, and got changed. We didn’t bother looking very nice because it’s was extremely early, and it was a bloody long flight, I would rather be comfortable.
The limo pulled up outside and Lou and I jumped in, excited. Our driver, Martin, rolled down the divider window, and said good morning, then drove off. I looked out the window and Harry caught my attention by waving his arms and yelling at us. I told Martin to turn around and get Harry. He opened the door and slid in.
“Gee, thanks guys, makes me feel wanted,” he scoffed. We all just laughed and Martin started to drive again. It was a 30 minute drive, and because it was so early, I fell asleep on Louis’ chest. Harry woke us both up when we arrived at 5am, obviously Louis had also fallen asleep. We checked in, went through customs, and grabbed some breakfast. Lots of fans came up to us, and wanted pictures, not only with the boys, but with me too! The fans were really supportive of Lou and I, and I very rarely got hate. It was amazing. We boarded our flight and we were on our way to Australia.
We were about take off, when I saw Harry having a fit.
“Harry, you ok?” I asked him. I was seated in between him and Louis.
“I hate taking off and landing, its scares the crap outta me,” he replied, hyperventilating. I just laughed and grabbed his hand, giving it a squeeze to re-assure him everything would be fine. He looked at me and smiled, showing off those cute dimples. I looked over at Louis who was looking out the window, and grabbed his hand too. Who ever thought I would be here. Just over a year ago I was obsessing over these 5 boys, that I thought I never had a chance with, but look at me now. I’m dating Louis Tomlinson, flying to Australia with him and Harry Styles, and holding on to both of their hands. Life couldn’t get much better.
