Between Us [Spaces Sequel]

t w e n t y - t h r e e

When I typed the title of this chapter, I read it in Niall's accent in my head. And now you will, too. You're welcome. A

I woke up to soft kisses on my neck. "Wake up," I heard Harry whisper in my ear. I could literally hear his bright smile.
I turned around so I could face him. The night before, we had spent some time in bed, just talking mainly. He encouraged me again several times, telling me not to listen to any bad tweets, people were sending. Although I was still a little sad, he really had lifted my mood.
"Wow, you look like an actual angel right now," he mumbled, his voice still raspy.
"I do not. I just woke up and I'm not wearing any make-up."
"I'm glad you aren't... You don't need it, you know," he whispered, kissing my cheek. A huge smile spread across my face, as I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him tightly. I didn't want to leave the warmth of the bed, really. His body was radiating so much heat, I felt like I was going to burn in it.
"What time is it?" I mumbled into his naked chest.
He lifted his head a little, so he could see the clock on the wall. "It's 9 a.m."
"When do you have to leave?" I asked, tracing the tattoos on his arms.
"About 1 p.m."
"Today's my last day here," I stated, before he placed a soft kiss onto the top of my head.
"I know," he whispered. "I'm gonna miss you. I hate sleeping alone."
"Me too," I said. Ever since I was dating him, sleeping alone felt weird. Whenever I was with him, I felt safe and sound.
"I don't want to get up," I said, looking him in the eyes, cupping his cheeks. He smiled at me, making his dimples appear.
"Then don't," he said, softly pressing his lips onto mine.
"What are we doing today?"
"Well, I thought that maybe we could go to a park and see some koalas and kangaroos," he said.
"That sounds great," I replied, smiling at him.
"How about I take a shower and then order some breakfast?" He suggested.
"Sounds good," I said.
"Are you feeling any better?" He asked me, giving me a worried look.
"Much better, Harry."
"Well, get ready to feel even better today. We're going to have an amazing day," he said, kissing my cheek before getting out of bed.
I relaxed in bed while he showered. I really didn't want to leave Australia, but I had to attend university.
After about 20 minutes, Harry came back to bed. He called room service and laid down next to me again.
"I'm really sorry that we didn't get to spend a lot of time together," he apologized. "I really appreciate you, you know."
"I know," I said, kissing him.
"I'm sure today we'll have plenty of time together," he reassured.
Only a few moments later, breakfast arrived. Harry got the door and brought the small dining car in. "Anyone hungry?"
"Is that even a question?!" I exclaimed, making him chuckle.
"Cute as a button," he whispered, bringing the plates over to the bed. We had waffles, pancakes, fruit and juice, everything we needed.
"Come back to bed, Mr. Styles," I demanded, making him grin and come back to bed.
"Mr. Styles?" He said, kissing me on the cheek softly. "I like the sound of that."
I laughed, picking up a strawberry from a plate.
"You know what would sound even better?" He said, receiving a questioning look from me. "Mrs. Scarlett Styles."
"You're right," I replied, smiling at him.
"Do you want to get married?" He questioned.
"What?" I asked, choking on the strawberry I was chewing.
"I mean, not now, but one day!" He said. "Don't worry, we're not rushing anything."

After I had showered, we got dressed and left the hotel room. Harry was holding my hand, smiling over at me.
"This feels nice," he said. "Just going for a stroll with my lovely girlfriend."
"Hey, lad," we suddenly heard a familiar voice shout. "And Scarlett, nice to see you."
Louis and Niall were walking up to us, smiling as bright as ever.
"Where you going?" Niall asked, as they stopped before us.
"We're about to meet some koalas," Harry bragged.
"I don't think so," Louis said.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, obviously confused.
"Did you take a look out the window?" Niall asked, chuckling.
Harry shook his head, before we walked over to the window on the side of the corridor. Outside there were hundreds of fans, waiting for the boys to come out.
"Is there a back door?" Harry asked.
"There is, but that one is blocked aswell," Niall stated. "Security didn't want us to leave either, so I guess we're staying at the hotel."
Harry gave me a sad look, as if trying to apologize.
"Hey, don't worry about it," I said, squeezing his hand. "I'm sure, we'll find something else to do."
"I'm sure of that," Louis commented, earning a laugh from Niall and blow on his arm from Harry.
We said goodbye to the guys and went back to the suite.
"I wanted to see the koalas really badly," Harry said, pouting.
"Me too," I agreed, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"That's the negative thing about our job... being stuck in hotels," he said.
"I don't mind as long as you're here," I replied.
"Well, I'm glad. How about we go to the pool for a little swim?"
"I'm in," I said, getting my bikini from my suitcase.
After we got dressed, we walked around the hotel in our bathrobes. As we reached the pool, I was happy there was nobody else there. I still wasn't too confident with the scar on my stomach and I didn't really want anyone to see it.
I took off my bathrobe and caught Harry staring. "Take a picture, it'll last longer."
"Sorry, you just look really good," he said, suddenly picking me up and carrying me to the pool.
"Harry, put me down!" I giggled.
"Your wish is my command," he said, before letting go of me. I fell, before I landed in the pool. As I resurfaced, I stared at my boyfriend. "Harry!"
"Sorry, you asked for it."
"I am going to kill you!" I said, swimming towards in. "Are you coming in?"
"You can bet your cute bum, I am," he said, before jumping over me into the pool.
I giggled as he came back up and swam towards me. He put his arms around me. Smiling, I wrapped my legs around his torso.
"You look really hot right now," he whispered into my neck.
"You don't look too bad yourself."
He left wet kisses on my neck, making me moan slightly. "Please don't leave."
"Harry," I mumbled, making him look at me. "You know I have to leave. We can talk every day, alright? And after you finish the first leg of the tour, we'll have some time to ourselves."

Harry left with the boys around noon and I spent some time with Kaya in her room. Although some of the fans were gone, security had still told us to stay inside the hotel for safety reasons. Kaya and I watched some reality show, but I couldn't help looking at my phone. I wanted Harry to finish his interview as quickly as possible, so we could spend our last day together. After a while, he sent a text. Still have some songs to record. I'll see you at the hotel. I'll hurry, I promise.
I smiled at his message and shrugged. I was sure, he would hurry up and be back as soon as possible.

I sighed, as I stared at the time on my phone. 10 p.m.
Harry still wasn't there yet, although he had already texted me at around 3. I shook my head and started collecting my clothes in the suite to pack them into my suitcase. Just when I did so, the front door opened. Harry staggered in, looking at me in a confused way. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like?" I replied. "I'm packing."
"Right," Harry said, laughing. "I almost forgot."
"You what?"
He walked up to me and I could already smell the alcohol all over him.
"You should've come here earlier," I said, throwing a dress into my suitcase.
"I had to work."
"Oh, so you can get drunk at work?"
I was slowly getting angry with him.
"I was out with the boys after we left the studio. Is there a problem?" He slurred.
"There is, you also have a girlfriend," I replied. "You could've invited me. It's not like I hate the other boys."
"Sorry," he slurred, kissing me softly. I pushed him away, turning back to my suitcase.
"Don't," I mumbled.
"Don't what? You're my girlfriend and now I'm not even allowed to fucking kiss you?"
"Harry, I waited for you all day. You wanted to spend time with me, remember?" I said, holding my tears back.
"Wow, clingy much."
"I can't believe you right now," I said, closing my suitcase. "You see the boys every night and still you decided to leave me here all day."
"Gosh, Scarlett. Stop acting like such a bitch," he said. "You're leaving tomorrow at 6. The night is still young. We could still have fun, if you know what I mean."
"Are you fucking serious?" I said, my voice filled with anger. "What the fuck is this supposed to be, huh? You're acting like a complete asshole."
"Boo hoo," Harry said, rolling his eyes.
"You know what? I'm really happy that I'm leaving tomorrow," I said, as tears streamed down my face. Suddenly, his face softened as if I had hit a weak spot.
"Scar," he whispered.
"Don't do this," I said. "And don't even come close to me."
"I'm so sorry," he said, his voice breaking.
"Just save it, Harry. I should've known that this can't work. You are constantly gone and I can't wait for you all damn day, just to be disappointed."
"Are you breaking up with me?" He stuttered.
"No," I mumbled. "I just need time to think. I should probably sleep in Kaya's room tonight."
"No," he said, a tear rolling down his face. "Please don't leave. I know I'm drunk and I'm acting like an idiot. I know you're mad and you have every right to. But please, stay with me. We don't have to talk or cuddle. I just need you here."
"Fine," I sighed. "Maybe you should take a shower, you smell."
"I will," he mumbled, grabbing my hand. "I'm sorry."
"Me too," I whispered, before I let go of his hand and sat down on the bed.
He stumbled to the bathroom, mumbled a few words, before closing the door.
I turned the lights off and laid down on the bed. I wrapped myself in the blanket, feeling emptier than ever. It wasn't long until I started sobbing, letting all my frustration out.