Isn't He Lovely

Surprise! °Chapter 19°

I woke up around nine the morning of my flight, too excited to do much. I knew I needed to be at the airport about two hours early, but my flight wasn't until about two so I had lots of time to do some last minute packing, planning, and getting ready.

The first thing I did once I finally got put of bed was shower and dry my hair. I could do my makeup and style my hair after I was dressed. I needed something presentable yet comfy so I picked out an over sized sweater since planes are usually a little bit chilly, and some black leggings; perfect. I put on some light makeup just the usual foundation, blush, mascara, and eyeliner, no need to look that great when I know it will mess up during the flight. My hair was on loose, beachy, curls. Only three hours to bust till I leave!

I texted Harry,

To : Harry

Missing you! xx

From : Harry

I miss you too! Can't wait another 19 weeks to see your amazing smile, and hear your laugh again! xx

He was just so sweet! How could you not miss this?

To : Harry

Sorry to end this conversation so soon, but I told Ashley and Alyssa that I would meet them at Starbucks very soon! Love you Harry!

From : Harry

I love you too (y/n), just remember only 19 more weeks!

He really wasn't liking this "summer school" crap. I felt bad, lying to Harry about Starbucks but I could pick some up at the airport so it wouldn't be a total lie, just Ash and Alyssa wouldn't be there. Besides I needed some caffeine to keep me awake on the plane so when I got to the hotel I could just snuggle right into bed with Harry.

I picked up a Double Chocolate Chip Frappuccino inside the airport's Starbucks, my guilty pleasure. I was super hype for this trip.. Harry would hate me but love me for this.

I had sat in this airport for what felt like forever, I couldn't even text Harry to keep me occupied because he thought I was in class right now.  So i just sat on Twitter for awhile, not retweeting or tweeting anything that would make him think I actually wasn't in class. Finally, the intercom came on and the lady at the desk said they would start seating people now.. 1:30, only three more hours...

My Starbucks was gone and there was a movie playing; we were about half way there.  It wore off eventually and I fell asleep. I was awoke by a loud voice above me saying "We're starting our descent into Manchester where it's about 70 degrees, I hope your flight today was enjoyable!"

That's when I got excited. My heart raced, I knew I still had a little bit before I got to see Harry but that still made my butterflies come back to me for the second time in one day. The plane landed and I was in the airport. I had told Paul that I was going to stop for a quick dinner at a McDonald's in the airport and he said he would meet me there with the other room key to Harry's hotel room. Louis would most likely not tag along as that might spark Harry's suspicion. I had found the restaurant and was getting my order when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around to meet a familiar face, Paul.

"Boy am I ever glad to see you!" I said to him.

"I'm glad you got here safely" he replied. "Now," he started again "get your food to go, I'm sure you can eat on the ride back quick enough and you'll be able to go see Harry faster if you do"

"Yay!" I jumped at the thought, then my food was in a bag in front of me waiting to be grabbed. As we made our way to the car I got more and more nervous. Why? I thought. It was just Harry. My mind raced, What if in that weeks time he found somebody else who he'd rather hang out with? Wouldn't he have told you that if he did? Maybe he wanted to wait until he could tell you in person? Paul's voice cut me out of my thoughts

"I can tell you're worrying, stop, there's no need to, he still talks about how amazing you are every single day (y/n)."

"Sorry" I replied blushing with embarrassment.

--20 minutes later--

Next thing I knew we were pulling up into the parking lot of the hotel.

"He's in his room" Paul started to say as I rushed out of the car to grab my suitcases and ran inside to the nearest elevator. Louis was in the hallway beside the elevator waiting, he knew me too well.

"Hello, Love" he said as we embraced into a hug. "You don't understand how happy he will be to see you (y/n), all he's done all day today is mope around in his room" he finished.

"Well hopefully I can change that" I said quickly as the elevator dinged as it came down for us. I had never been so eager in my entire life until this moment. In less than two minutes I would be back in Harry's arms for three whole months. We made our way to the sixth floor and I ran around looking for room 612. Louis pointed down one hallway and I smiled back at him. This was it, Harry was right behind this door. Should I just walk in or try to trick him? Eh, ille just go in, he'll be happy either way. I slid the room key into the lock and it flashed green, but when I tried to open it it wouldn't budge. Harry had it locked from the inside as well. Now it wouldn't be much of a surprise.. unless, I 'claimed' I was here for Room Service. Risky, but my only hope any longer.

"Room Service!" I chimed through the crack in the door.

"I didn't order anything" he mumbled back.

Crap, what do I say now?

"Someone called in from another room, said you needed to eat?" It didn't sound like I was confident at all, he would never believe it.

"Fine" I heard him say before I heard the bed creak as he got up to come unlock the door. Finally, I thought. This was it. The door opened,

"Surprise!" I shouted as the door was wide enough that I could be seen.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He sounded mad.

"I- I thought you would be happy if I surprised you on tour.." I said in a less excited tone. I thought Paul and Louis said he would be happy if I was here.

"By lying to me? You thought I would be happier if you lied to me then telling me you could actually come see me?!" He was definitely mad, I was scared.

"I just thought that it would be- uh more fun this way"

"Save it (y/n), I need to think all this through" He said.

"I guess I'll just go stay with Louis then" I replied as I started to walk away. I could feel the hot tears rushing down my face. I knew Louis had to be in one of the rooms beside his. So I went and knocked on the one to the left. Sure enough there stood Louis in his boxers wondering why I was at his room instead of my boyfriend's. He invited me in anyway, knowing something was wrong when I was crying. He went and put on some sweats so we could talk. We sat on the edge of the bed as he rubbed my shoulder and I told him what happened.

"I just don't understand" I said to him, "I thought he'd be happy." I cried more. I was such a baby at times like this. "Shhhh" he whispered, "it'll be alright, he's just stressed. That's all, he'll be so happy that you're here in a day or two."

"I hope" I said softly as I went to go blow my nose and pull out the couch bed. That's where I'd be for the night, in Louis' room, not Harry's.

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-Brianna