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FIFTY FIVE

Carrington Hill

Everything had to be put on hold for a while a week after my birthday simply because my boyfriend announced that he had plans for us. Surely, he spent the 11th of November with me on my actual birthday as – surprise, no surprise – I was home alone and had nothing to do until ten o'clock when my mother arrived at home with a cake in her hand. It was lovely and I appreciated her effort, straight off from work to the shops to get me a cake and celebrate with me for a short amount of time honestly meant the world.

It was now the 17th of November and my ass was sitting on a bed in a hella expensive hotel in Shanghai. The last two hours of my life was spent crying when the realisation hit me why my boyfriend brought me to China.

I mean out of all places why would he take me to the other side of the fucking world if it wasn't for the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show? Because yes, he did bring me to China for the VSFS. When I asked him why he simply replied saying "you wanted me to get you to Adriana Lima so I am doing what you asked of me to" and let me tell you that's how my hysterical crying began.

I was still in shock when I finished crying, my eyes puffy and red, my lips swollen and forehead marked with tons of little red dots. Long story short – I looked disgusting and wanted to cry about that too.

"I can't believe you," I mumbled when Harry walked back in the room from the ensuite bathroom. Oh, by the way, it was literally two am in the morning and neither of us were able to go to bed due to our jetlag. It was crazy.

Everything was crazy.

"You better believe me baby cuz you're going to be meeting Adriana Lima like you wanted to," he smiled at me as he tackled me down on the bed, his grin wide and gorgeous like always. He was so pretty and honestly it made me want to cry some more.

"I love you, you crazy man."

"I love you, you crazy woman," he replied and softly pressed his lips against mine. It was the sweetest, most innocent peck ever, it made my insides tingle and feel fuzzy and warm.

When he pulled back I just stared at him in awe for a few seconds before I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly and hugged him to me. His face was tucked in the crook of my neck, his arms rested on both sides of me. I carved his touch, his presence and so to have him so close I felt amazing.

We ended up falling asleep in that position which I only realised when we woke up the following day. I had a dead arm because Harry weighed it down for hours which made me slightly grumpy. My boyfriend disappeared in the bathroom after that, no words were spoken during it all.

I decided to order breakfast, thankfully there were English speaking employees so it wasn't that hard.

"What's the plan for today?" I wondered as Harry and I were just laying in bed, him on his phone as he laid on his back and me on my side just looking up at him. Both of our bellies were filled and there was no way I was going to move for at least an hour.

"Well," he started as he locked his phone so that typical iPhone sound softly filled the room. "We could go out and just explore a little bit, get some food somewhere for lunch, explore some more then come back and just chill out."

"Or?"

"Or, we could stay in bed, chill out, eat food and chill out some more," he smiled at me gently and I chuckled. "We can do whatever you want to do," he mumbled as he leaned down and kissed me on the lips. It was delicate and innocent yet still filled with tons of love which I felt.

My arms snuck around his neck and I locked my hands as my fingers intertwined. Eyes fluttered closed as our tongues met, his warm against my cold one that probably tasted like chocolate ice cream. I inhaled his typical Harry scent that made me feel at ease and warm, almost like I was home.