Day by Day

Preston

"This is the house of... Antoni Gaudi. He lived here for a long time. Twenty years." I wiggle my guide book in front of Harry's face.

"He was the architect guy?"

"Yes babe."

My arm is intertwined with Harry's as we walk down the park and stop to stare at the pink house. Harry turns his head to look down at me. "You want to go in?"

"Well, we have to pay and there's a long line. You want to go in?" I ask him.

"I don't know, do you?"

"Do you?" I ask him again with as smile as I sense his humor.

He looks up at the sky, thinking about his answer. "I would like to."

"Well lets go." I start to walk to the end of the line but I'm stopped because Harry's arm and mine are intertwined and he isn't moving.

"But... The line is way too long."

"You want to go in but you don't want to wait in line?" I give him a strange but funny look at the same time.

"That's right so lets keep walking here, this park is nice." He starts to walk down the small path again. "Keep reading the guide book, it's hot."

I stifle a laugh. "You think me reading a guide book is hot?" He nods his head. "Okay... It says here that on September 28th, 1963 it was opened as a museum and nowadays the house stores a collection of furniture and objects designed and owned by Antoni Gaudi."

"More."

"The building has four floors. The ground and first floors are dedicated to the collection opened to the public. The basement is not opened to the-"

I can't finish the sentence when I feel a hand move my chin up as I meet Harry's lips. I press the guide book against his stomach as my other arm holds him by the waist. His hand moves to my jaw and his other hand rests on my forearm. "So sexy."

"I'm reading a guide book Harry." I laugh against his lips and he smiles.

"Still..." He kisses me one more time. We pull apart to keep walking and he offers me his hand. I take it and he intertwines our fingers. "I like this park. What's the name of the park?" He asks me.

"Park Guell. Also designed by Antoni Gaudi."

Harry gives me a strange look and raises his head to look around. "I wonder where Preston is."

"Do you hear that?" I start to hear screams and shouts from a distance.

"Yeah, that's why I'm wondering where Preston is." Harry turns his head around to see four little girls running to him.

They reach for his legs, all of them talking in spanish as he bends down to hug them all. He signs their photos and a backpack. After he's done with the little girls, more girls approach him. Older girls, teens, start coming closer and closer. I step away so he can have his moment with the girls. More and more people start coming closer and soon there's a lot of people around him, asking for pictures and an autograph.

Girls give me strange looks, obvious to the fact that I'm his girlfriend. I start getting pushed away, against a tree as more and more people come closer. I get pushed away until I let go of his hand and step behind. I start to walk away from the crowd when I feel Harry's hand wrap on my forearm. "Wait." People start pushing Harry away from me until his hand has to let go of my arm. A few girls push me around and hit me with their elbows on my arms.

Harry finishes taking a few pictures and Preston shows up to tell everyone to leave as he notices a lot of people around him.

"It's his day off everyone," Preston shouts as people begin to disperse. He comes to stand next to me as Harry takes one last picture.

"I hope they understood what I said, I don't speak spanish." I laugh lightly at his joke. Harry starts to walk towards us.

"Thank you for that, too many people," Harry says to Preston.

"No problem, I'll stay closer." He walks away leaving me and Harry alone.

Both of his hands cup my cheeks. "Are you okay?" I nod my head and he smiles. "Anybody hurt you?" I shake my head and he smiles again. "Good." He kisses my forehead and I press my hands to his forearms. "Sorry about that."

"It's okay," I shrug my shoulders, "it has happened before and it will always happen. I can step away for a few minutes so they can take a picture with you."

"You are amazing." He grabs my hand and pulls me to sit next to him on a colorful bench. "I saw girls push you away so I though they might hurt you."

"I'm fine." I poke his nose and he scrunches it. A big smile is spread across his face. His hands rest on my thighs as I sit in between his legs, our faces inches away. "So what's our next destination?"

"You mean as in our little city tour or the next city?"

"Little city tour." His nails start to scratch my legs over my jeans.

I open the map to see what is next. "How about... The Picasso museum? Or... The cathedral? There's the Barcelona Cathedral or the Sagrada Familia. Or... Casa Batlló. We could go to that last one and do a little shopping, what do you say?" He comes closer to kiss my cheek.

"Great idea baby. Then back to the hotel, I'm pretty tired."

I push his hair back. "Well if you're tired lets go back to the hotel now. If you want."

He shakes his head. "No, lets go see that, a little shopping and then bed." He stands from the bench and offers me his hands to help me get up.

"As you wish."

He wraps my arms around his neck and his arms fall over my waist. "Are you hungry?" He asks me.

"A little bit, haven't eaten anything since breakfast. Are you hungry?"

"Te amo, mucho." His lips come to linger over mine, tempting me for a kiss.

I smile. "You speak spanish now?" I joke.

"Sí." He wiggles his eyebrows and smiles. His lips are very close to mine.

"Why do you put your lips over mine and don't kiss me? You want to tempt me, that's it right?"

"Gracias," he says with a slight spanish accent, "why aren't you speaking in spanish? You know how to speak spanish and I'm trying here." He puts his hand on his chest pretending to be hurt.

I laugh a little. He is so cute. "Why did you say thank you? I asked you a question."

"Hola. Why aren't you speaking in spanish? Come on." This time I let out a louder laugh.

"Yo también te amo."

He drops his head to the side. "What does that mean? I heard 'te amo'."

"I love you too." I close the distance and kiss his lips.

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