Only For You || H.S.

7.

Freya's P.O.V.

"Can you exactly say where we are going? Because honestly, I think I am gonna get kidnapped by you and you don't know me, so you better stop messing with me. I am so ang- "

"Shut the fuck up, will you?"

Harry snapped as I stopped my rambling with wide eyes.

I was nervous. Because he didn't tell me where we were going or what we were going to do. Believe it or not, I actually am scared about this whole honeymoon thing. And I ramble too much when I am scared or nervous.

I shut my mouth and looked outside through the car's window. The evening was beautiful. Gentle breeze, street lights and all. But the thing is, I can't enjoy my time being here. Not with a complete stranger who is majorly giving off the characteristics of an asswipe.

Suddenly I saw an old couple walking on the side walk. They were laughing at something and holding hands like teenagers.

Our car passed by quickly so  soon I lost the sight of them.

He promised me we would grow old together but he will still love me the same. We were so happy. We were so in love. Or at least I thought so. Guess my love wasn't enough for him.

I sighed loudly, not realising that Harry heard me.

"Why are you sighing like an idiot?"

He demanded. I scoffed at him annoyed.

"What, can't I sigh now? My sigh, my wish."

Harry glared a hole in my head as I stared outside the window. I wasn't in the mood to keep up with him now.

Guess I was thinking too hard to notice that our car has stopped. I heard Harry getting out of the car. I waited a little bit, but then I remembered what an absolute douche-bag he is and opened the car's door for myself.

My jaw dropped as I stared ahead of me.

Seriously?!