Back And Forth (Sequel To Sent From Above)

31. Late Night

Feeling the breeze from outside the passenger window, I looked at Harry and back on the road several times. It was already twelve at night and my fingers were fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. Looking straight ahead, I felt a hand softly land on my thigh. Looking to the left, I saw Harry's face softened up by my nervous face looking back at him.

"Everything will be alright love. She has to be okay. No need to worry such." He finished saying with a small smile.

"I know, I know. But still," I groaned, "this is Becky we're talking about! She my best friend and well...we promised each other that we would be there at either of our kids birth." I grunt. I heard him chuckle, I could already picture him rolling his eyes at me.

"You two are so weird."

"Not like you and Louis. Now that's weird." I scoffed, I playfully punched his arm. He glared at me, turning a right to the hospital parking lot.

Looking for parking, silenced the rest of the ride. While he look to his side, I looked to mine. Finding several but not telling him cause I saw they were far from the entrance. I was about to speak up but to be shut down when he spoke up.

"Did you find any bloody parking space? I can't seem to find just one damn spot." He kept on mumbling, few curse words being heard from under his breath. I giggled, looking at him with full adoration.

"What?" He snapped, stopping the car at once. Causing me to hit my forehead on the window, where I was laying my head.

"Ow!" I winced, my hands going straight up to where I got hurt. I hissed under my breath when my fingers slightly touched my forehead. I turned to look at him, my turn now glaring at him.

"You ass." I spat, narrowing my eyes at him. He smirked, looking at me before he pinched my cheek.

"But you still can't get over my bum." He raised a brow, "Want me to shake it for you?" He quirked. I scoffed, rolling my eyes at his sudden corny lines.

But I decided to go along with it, a smirk spread on my lips, "Not unless I smack it honey." I winked. He snorted, finding a parking spot and putting the car in park.

Turning the engine off, we didn't get out in a flash. Instead, we stayed in the car for several more minutes. Though my legs were thinking a whole other thing. To run to Becky and Jamie.

"So...are we going-"

"Harry?" We both talked at the same time. One looking at one with a brow raised and the other with a smile unfolding on they're lip.

"What were you going to say?" I said a bit too quickly, my cheeks flustered. He smiled, grabbing my hand with his and kissing every finger and stopped on my ring finger where there, was the beautiful engagement ring Harry proposed to me in front of everyone on thanksgiving.

"No you go." He said in his deep raspy voice. I giggled, leaning my head on his shoulder. He shifted his body closer to mine, his head resting on mine.

"Well I wanted to hear what you said. What I was going to say was nonsense." I said, brushing it off.

"Everything you say isn't nonsense love. So go ahead and tell me what you were going to say." He whined, moving his head away from mine to place his lips on my collar bone. I shivered under his kiss, biting my bottom lip from holding the moan that was wanting to escape.

Still haven't said anything to him, he coughed, his lips now moving up to my neck and staying there. His breathing sending goosebumps down my spine to the tip of my fingers.

"Say something." He breathes out. I chuckled, bringing my hand over his head, my fingers tangled with his short curls.

"We should leave. We haven't gotten out of the car and I bet Becky already mad at me." I pouted. Harry sat up on his seat, his eyes hovering down at mine.