“Take care, mate” Zayn hugs me and gives my shoulder a little pat before heading to the car.
“I’m gonna miss you!” Niall play-cries and squeezes me. He’s always been the sweetest one between all of us, bless him. “I’m gonna miss you too, buddy.” I hug him back before he lets go, gives me a small smile and goes after Zayn.
“This was really fun, Harry. Thank you for welcoming us here and make sure to thank your mum and stepdad too.” Liam says seriously before cracking a smile and pulling me in for a hug. “It’s nothing, I enjoyed it. And yeah I’ll tell them” I assure him. We hug for a few more seconds before his ride comes.
Louis’ standing a bit further on the other side of his room, typing on his phone. Once he acknowledges the silence he looks up, “oh they left? Well, my mum said that she’ll be here in ten. Hope you don’t mind”
“Not at all,” I smile at him. “How about we sit by the pool outside until she comes?”
“Sure”
We dip our feet into the pool and sit in comfortable silence before I speak up, “this feels familiar, you know” Louis looks a bit confused before he grins.
“Yeah, I think we sat like this by the hotel pool during boot camp. That was fun” he sighs.
“It feels like a lifetime ago, though. We were still in the competition as solo artists” I say.
“Yeah, but,” he turns to look at me and I shift a little closer “I’m really glad that Simon put us in a group. Looking back now I realize that if he hadn’t, then I would’ve had to go back to Doncaster and live the most boring life. Also, I like being with you, guys. And…uh… you especially because I feel like I can trust you and you know…we get on really well.”
I smile at him and lift my hand to caress his cheek, but then I decide against it and brush his fringe back instead. “You know that you’re my best mate, Lou. And you make me really happy and, like, this might be cheesy but I feel like us meeting at the concert, then in the bathroom and then rooming together and then being put together in a group… it’s just not, like, coincidental. I think it’s fate.” Louis snorts at that but smiles nevertheless.
“You’re right,” he says, and I smile at him, “it is cheesy” he laughs.
I must’ve pouted a little because he stops laughing and pokes my dimple, trying to cheer me up. When he sees that it’s not working, he puts an arm over my shoulder and pulls me closer to his chest. “Oh c’mon, I’m kidding. Of course fate wanted us to be best mates. It was probably annoyed as hell when you didn’t come running after me during that concert.” He teases and I roll my eyes.
“I’m just glad.” He concludes.
A few minutes pass before his phone starts ringing in his pocket. “Oh, my mum’s here.” He stands up and starts putting his shoes on. I help him with his bags and walk him across the street where his mum’s talking to mine.
Once they’ve said their good byes and his mum’s gotten in the car, Louis turns to me and brushes my curls. “Four days” is all he says before pulling me in for a hug.
“Four days” I reply against his shoulder. “I’m gonna miss you, you know” I say after a few seconds.
“And I you, curly” he pulls back and smiles at me. I take this opportunity to lean in and give him a gentle kiss on his cheek. When I pull back, he just smiles at me again, this time with a faint blush, and pats my cheek. “I’ll text you” he calls over his shoulder before getting in the car.
Louis keeps his promise and we text almost constantly. We talk about random things, including what we should pack for the trip to Spain. We were all excited when we found out that the judges houses round was going to be in Spain this year.
I googled the weather and apparently it’s going to be hot :) xx
He replies almost instantly.
Amazing. Shorts and t-shirts it is xx
I smile at my phone, as I always do when it comes to Louis’ texts, and go to get my summer clothes ready. This is going to be awesome.
“Harry, calm down. He’ll be here any minute now.” My mom says, annoyed by my pacing. The flight leaves in twenty minutes and Louis still hasn’t shown up to the airport.
“I’m sure he’s on his way” Liam tries to comfort me.
“I’m not going to Spain without him,” I press. Liam just rolls his eyes and goes back to some magazine he was reading with Zayn. I decide to sit next to Niall since he’s probably the only one besides Louis who can make me feel a bit better.
“We’ll make it in time. Don’t worry.” He mumbles.
I nod while scanning the room for a familiar pair of blue eyes. Just as I’m about to check the time on my phone, I spot him running towards us.
“I’m here! I’m here!” he shouts breathlessly.
“Oh thank god,” I breathe and attack him with a hug. We pull away quickly and after saying good bye to our parents we head towards the gates.
Once we’re safely inside the plane and I’m sitting next to Louis, I decide to speak. “I thought you weren’t going to make it.”
“I—““don’t worry, apparently Harry wouldn’t have left England without you” Liam says from the row that’s next to ours.
I blush and look down while Louis lets out a little laugh and gives me a warm side-hug. “We’re here now, that’s all that matters.”
I lean into him further and he shifts so I’m snug under his arm. “Yeah, I guess.”
When the airplane starts moving, Louis turns towards where Liam and Zayn are sitting in the next row and calls for Zayn who, I notice now, looks terrified.
“okay, so when the plane starts going into the air, the first thing it’s going to do is a loopty loop, okay?” Louis snickers to himself a bit before turning back to Zayn who’s nodding with wide eyes. “So, you have to hold on tight or you’ll fall out of your seat.” Liam rolls his eyes from next to Zayn and Niall just laughs next to me and looks out the window.
I guess Liam eventually tells Zayn that the whole loopty loop thing isn’t real because he doesn’t mention it the rest of the flight.
Louis falls asleep on my shoulder an hour into the flight and I watch movies until the hostess says to put the seatbelts on and prepare for landing. That’s when I decide to wake him up. I nudge his shoulder a bit and he lets out an annoyed grumble. “Let me sleep, mum. Five more minutes.” I chuckle at his cute sleepy voice and try to pull him out of the embrace, making him sit up straight.
“C’mon sleepy head. We’re landing” he opens his eyes slowly and I offer him a drink from my orange juice. He drinks and then rests his head on my shoulder, still a bit tired.
“Don’t fall asleep again, we’re getting out soon”
“I won’t” he promises, but closes his eyes nonetheless.
He’s still a bit drowsy when we get to the hotel room so I send him to the shower in an effort to wake him up a bit.
When he comes back, we’re all sprawled on our beds, looking at things we can do here through brochures.
“I want to try surfing!” Liam exclaims.
“I don’t think they have that here.” Niall says.
“I’d like to go to the beach tomorrow, if you’d like.” Louis says quietly to me.
I smile at him and accept the offer.
Soon, we all agree that it’s best if we go to sleep early so we can get up earlier and go to the beach.
Louis shares the bed with me and falls asleep almost as fast as he did on the plane.
“You must be pretty tired, Lou” I mumble into the crook of his neck. He sighs in his sleep and I look at the others, fast asleep in their beds, before closing my eyes and breathing in Louis’ shampoo.
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