It Ends with Us {Sequel to Neighbors}

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Quinn POV

Harry and I officially moved into our house, and I love it. I love having a house, I'm not cramped up in a two bedroom condo that makes me have anxiety.

Today Jamie is over, which is nice. I missed seeing and spending time with him. I know Harry missed him too because he took off of work to be with him.

Wendy said he's sleeping over, but who knows anymore. Jamie might end up being home sick, again, and leave in the middle of the night.

I leave for Italy in a few days and I'm beyond excited. I feel like this is such a huge step for HQ.

Harry isn't coming with me to Italy though. Wendy is going to visit her Mom when I'm gone and James is going to be here. He said he'd meet up with me in France though towards the end of my trip so we can fly back together.

I was kind of disappointed that Harry wasn't going to be with me the full two weeks but I understand why and respect it.

Currently Jamie is watching TV with us in the living room. He's sat between Harry and I and his head is rested on my lap. I stroke his curls and occasionally kiss the top of his head. I missed having him home.

"What day are you leaving us Quinny?" I hear James murmur.

I look down at the boy who's now looking at me. "I'm not leaving for good buddy. I'm going on a trip for work, and I leave Thursday." I say.

"But it's Tuesday now." He points out.

"I know." I say, chuckling a bit.

"Do you have to go? I don't want you too." He says, pouting a bit. I smile by his words and kiss his forehead.

"I'll be back before you know it, okay? I'll bring you some cool stuff too." I assure him.

He grins my my sentence and snuggles into me more. I look to Harry who had his eyes on me. A gentle expression is on his face and he just grins sadly at me. I furrow my eyebrows by his sad expression but I return my focus to the film.

Harry shouldn't be sad that I'm going. I offered him to come, but he "can't". I don't think he'd go either way even if Jamie would be with Wendy.

***

My jet leaves at six p.m, and right now I'm packing last minute.

It's four p.m and I am throwing some clothes into my suitcase. I'm going to of course be buying clothes from France and Italy, so I'm not going to pack a shit ton, just the basics.

"Excited to go?" I hear a voice say while walking in.

I look to the doorway and see Harry. He's running his hand through his curls and has a small smile on his pink lips. His green eyes shift to me throwing my thongs in my bag messily.

"I am." I say honestly.

"What do you need thongs for? Impressing some Italian or French men?" He mocks, raising his eyebrow at me.

"How'd you know?" I joke, raising my eyebrow. He chuckles and so do I.

"I'll miss you." He says while kissing my cheek.

"You could come along." I hum.

"I have Jamie." He hums back mockingly.

"If he wasn't going to be here for a week, would you have come?" I ask curiously.

Harry doesn't answer right away, which makes me frown a bit. I zipper my suitcase and take the silence as my answer. "Anyways, I have a taxi arranged to pick me up."

"I thought I was going to drive you." Harry says, questioning me.

"Gino set it up, I didn't know and I'm not going to cancel." I explain briefly.

"Who's Gino?" He asks, furrowing his eyebrows at me.

"My investor—one of them." I say.

"How old is he?" Harry asks.

"What's with the million questions Harry?" I say, laughing a bit.

"Why can't ask I questions about this Gino dude?" He asks, deepening his voice.

I wrap my arms around his neck and sit on my lap. I make eye contact with him and kiss his lips.

"I love you, and only you. Stop being semi jealous over my investor." I say, kissing his cheek.

"I'm not jealous, I'm just curious." Harry says, kissing my neck then down my neck. His arms wrap around me more, pulling me closer towards his chest.

We haven't had sex since the whole argument we had nearly a month ago. We've been better, and I've slowly forgotten about being mad. Whenever I think about my trip though I get bubbling anger about how he didn't consider going.

"Grab a condom." I say through a muffled mumble.

"You sure?" He asks, taking his lips away from mine. I nod and pull him closer towards me as we lock lips.

***

I said my goodbyes to Harry about an hour ago. Now I'm waiting to board my flight. My passport is in my hands and I'm tapping my foot against the ground nervously.

"Boarding flight 155, Milan Italy." I hear over the speaker.

I take one deep breath and begin to walk, wheeling my suitcase. I hand the attendant my passport, she stamps it, and leads me through the tunnel. Down the tunnel leads outside, and outside is the jet.

I stand there stunned. This is my flight.

I see a body emerge from the jet. He takes off his sunglasses and waves. I head towards Gino who has a friendly grin on his lips. "Just you?" He questions.

"Just me." I say, trying to sound happy.

He nods, not pushing it and leads me into the jet.

Here we go.

A://N

Hello

I'm sorry for delays in chapters this week, my cousin is over and I'm a little busy

I hope you guys enjoyed (:

~lauren