The door squeaked open and my heart started pounding. It went ringing through my ears and all throughout my head. My entire body ached for it to be Zayn who was walking up the stairs for me. To my clear dismay, I bursted out in tears when it was only Riya.
She ran straight to me when she saw my face. It had probably been hours since I got home and the tears hadn't stopped since.
“Oh my god! We were wondering where you were! What happened." She demanded of me.
I explained it all to her. Everything that happened. Every little detail. She stayed up with me until I was too exhausted to cry or even speak. That night I slept like a baby. It was almost like a complete knockout. I woke up totally dazed and out of it. I woke up trying to tell myself that I was back to where I started and that last night had never even happened. But Riyas tone of voice proved me otherwise.
“Hey. You okay?" She said it as if I was a baby. But I wasn't okay. My chest was aching and my head was still throbbing. My eyes burned and my voice was dead when I spoke this morning from all the yelling last night. Riya was already up. It looked like she had already taken a shower and everything.
“I'm Fine. Still Tired. Really Hungry. What time is it?"
“Almost Two."
“Seriously?"
“Yeah! I thought today you and I could do some actual clothes shopping. And get some keepsakes while were here."
I immediately agreed with her. Anything to keep my mind off of him would be great.
The day was totally eventful. We grabbed something to eat before walking through downtown. It was really chilly out but London was just so beautiful. We went through a lot of antiques and we practically drooled over every salesperson’s accent. After walking so much , Riya and I decided to stop for a break. We had tea at this warm little coffee shop. It was so cozy inside. I loved it. It felt like home. And serenity.
And I could finally relax.
**HARRYS POV**
The lad was out of it. He slept throughout the entire car ride and even when he woke up, he still would have been better off by being asleep. Me on the other hand, I was elated to perform. The way I saw it was, the faster we performed, the faster I could get back to Riya.
“C’mon man. You'll be back to her in no time. Just perform." I urged him. He smiled smalley at me and did as I asked. He went on stage and he performed and he smiled as if nothing had happened but as soon as the show ended, he went straight back to his sulking again.
I let the other boys handle him. I was tired anyway. It was late. He was messing up my happy mood so I grabbed my phone and sent a message to twitter and to Riya.
'Unreal Show.' Twitter.
'Fans were great! I even saw a sign that said CAN I BE YOUR RIYA'
She responded and said, 'That is sooooo cute :)'
'Almost as cute as you(: what have you been up to?'
'Shopping downtown. Trying to get Reyna to relax.'
'Wish I could say the same. Zayns losing it.'
'Everything will be all better when you get back.'
'It better. It's awkward to be the only happy couple around.'
'Were a couple now, Styles?'
'I mean. Since the entire world knows about our little montage. Why not rub it in a bit?'
'Fine with me :)'
'Anyway, I'll talk to you first thing when I wake up tomorrow. Miss you!'
'Miss you more. Goodnight.'
'Night Love :)'
**REYNAS POV**
“How do you feel about just letting go and being girls today." Riya said as soon as we woke up the next morning.
“As opposed to what? Being boys?" I chuckled. Things were getting better. I had time to think. It was all just alcoholic courage.
“No! Im serious. Simran just texted me about going to a spa. Getting our nails done. You know...being girls!" Riya was clearly excited about it so I had to go along with it. Besides a little girl company sounded amazing as of now.
Simran came to pick us up a little while later and she took us to this serene area. The kinda place where you could only hear droplets coming from the water fountain. Simran was really loud while the spa lady took us through the salon. It was actually very funny.
“Was it just me or did that lady look like an alien?" Simran asked us as we sat down in our chairs.
“Yeah. She looked like one of those hairless cats." Riya laughed.
It was only a couple moments later that our girls came in. It was only a couple seconds after that, that we found out that the chairs we were sitting in were massage chairs. I felt numb. But it was a good feeling. Simran talked to me while the ladies were painting our nails.
“I should probably apologize for Max's behavior."
“No. Don't apologize." I shrugged.
“No. Seriously. What even happened? It was all so fast."
After I finished the story Simran told me how ridiculous we were both acting.
“Cause you know that when he gets back, its baby makin time."
“Oh come on. I am NOT the angry sex type." I laughed at her remark.
“Whatever. But Theres something between you two. And you're not letting that go anytime soon. But the truth of it is that the only reason he did it was for you."
She was right no doubt. I knew it. I believed it. Simran and Riya both went out to fetch dinner from someplace but I stayed home. I still wanted to relax. I was completely calm. I had to find some way to thank these girls because their plan worked. London really was lonely. Since we got here, it was nothing but spending time with Zayn. The past two days pretty much sucked without him.
I only realized how calm I really was until my phone vibrated in my pocket and I almost fell off the couch. My heart pounded and when I checked the message, my heart stopped.
'What do you say that when I get back, we can take our spot on my couch back and continue our journey back to forever?'
I heard the car door open out front and I didn't even know what I was doing. Nor did I care. I swung the door open and I didn't even give him enough time to drop his bag or a chance to hold his arms out. I just ran to him and jumped up to wrap my legs around his hips so he could hold me up. He pressed his forehead to mine and he kissed me like there was no tomorrow.
