Blinded by You

Chapter Twenty Seven- Here and Now

*At the beach*

Sighing with relief as we landed in Sydney, I was strangely excited to spend two whole weeks with Harry. Alone. All by ourselves. Alone. At the airport, Harry kept me close to him and I politely let go of his hand.

"They're here for you," I smiled. "Go." Kissing his cheek, I began to laugh as he walked to sign a few autographs and I dotingly stood there, watching him.

"Harry, I love you!"

"Can I take a selfie with you?"

"You're so hot, oh my god I love you." Watching him interact with him, I couldn't help but widely smile. He was so sweet and careful when he took pictures and hugged them. I felt very blessed to be able to actually see this go on.

"Can I take a picture with both of you?" One girl asked, pointing to me. Harry looked at me with a tentative look and stuck out his hand for me to walk over. Bending down toward the girl, she took five or six pictures before hugging Harry.

"Can I hug you?" she smiled at me.

"Sure," I laughed and lightly hugged her.

"Take care of him," she whispered, her Australian accent thick with tears. Nodding as I pulled out of our hug, I took a deep breath and walked back toward our luggage.

"You're amazing. You saved me." These girls were adorable. Chuckling to myself as he walked back toward me, giving the girls a tiny wave and smile, we began to walk again.

"Sorry about that," Harry sighed, grabbing my hand. "I love our fans but sometimes they're a lot."

"It's okay. That's what comes with your beautiful voice," I shrugged. Kissing his cheek before we got in the car, I slightly smiled as Harry shoved our luggage into the trunk. Throughout the drive, I snuck tiny kisses on Harry's cheek or hand and we finally pulled into the driveway.

"Wow," I gaped. It was stunning. Large glass doors framed with wood presented the front entrance and the car came to a stop. Carrying my things inside with Harry following behind me, I wanted to cry. Sitting my Nike duffle bag on the hardwood floor, I walked around, taking it all in. Running my hand over the smooth, glassy counter in the kitchen, I heard Harry close the front door and turned toward him.

"Do you like it?" he murmured and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I love it," I smiled and kissed him softly. "Do you wanna go down to the beach? I know we're jet lagged, but it's a beautiful day." Kissing him again as I waited for his answer, his eyes stayed closed as he took a deep breath.

"We can do whatever you want to do, babe." His smile was sleepy and I could hear the rasp in his voice.

"Let's take a nap, actually. We have two whole weeks to go to the beach."

"Take a nap? Or take a nap?" Slapping his chest with a chuckle, I kissed his forehead.

"Take a nap and sleep, baby cakes. You're exhausted." His eyes were still closed and he simply nodded. Walking toward the first bedroom I saw, I opened the door and helped him toward the bed. Taking off his hat, shoes, and sunglasses, I kissed him softly.

"You don't have to undress me," he murmured as I got to his pants. Struggling to pull them off, I began to laugh.

"I think you and your pants have the same consensus. How do you even breathe?" Finally getting them off his legs, I slowly pulled his shirt off and left him in nothing but his underwear. Changing into just my running shorts and sports bra, I crawled next to him and laid my head on his chest.

"Ellen?" he whispered. "Can I tell you something?"

"You can tell me anything, baby," I smiled and kissed his chest.

"I love you."