Hope [Harry Styles & Zayn Malik]

2.The drive

Vanessa's POV.

"How can you forget your mom's birthday? " Harry questions and then breaks into a laugh.

"Come on"  I drag the 'o' in on and do the puppy face. "I cant even remember my own birthday " I say trying to figure out, if it's in February 16,17,18 or 19.

"18 honey " he clears my doubt.

"Will you take the pleasure of being my talking calendar? " I ask as I step towards him in a tempting manner. once im only an inch away from him, he pulls me into a kiss.

His tongue twists with mine inside my mouth and believe me ... that magic I felt in our first kiss is still there. I feel stars and unicorns. He's so good at it. Mostly everything if u know what I mean.

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As we drive by, the lush of the green trees catches my eyes, I've always loved watching it and Harry knew it so he never fails to remember to slow the pace in areas where there are alot trees .

"So what are you planning for your mum's birthday? " his focus sticks to the road while taking a left turn.

"Well, we need to stop by the market." I jot down the things I need to buy on my brain. "I'll order the cake in another" I pause to check the watch "30 minutes " , the bakers wont be open till 8 in the morning so I'll have to wait.

"How about do a half day? " he asks and I check my phone for any appointments after 12 and luckily there was only one, I'll just tell the reception to inform them and cancel it.

"Sure thing sir!" I say and he smirks.

Onething that I love the most about Harry, is everything. He turns to catch me staring and does the monkey face, a very common thing between us. We puff our cheeks and roll our pupils towards the nose. It's very dumb, I know but these tiny things are what makes us who we are.

After 20 minutes of the drive I hear a familiar noise ,which wines me up and a noise which I never failed to look up to.... the sound of a plane in the distant. When it flies over us I technically press my face to the glass of the window beside me to look at it, once it flies over us and is infront I struggle to roll the shutter down and throw my upper half of the body out the window to wave bye to the people in the plane. So, I clearly do know they can't see me, but atleast one will know.

From the corner of my eye I catch Harry trying to surpress his laugh. It actually isn't a new thing for him. Once he told me that if my face ever got distorted and he couldn't find me or if i got lost in a crowd ,then he'll simply set a plane to fly over because I will be the only person there with the habit of saying bye to planes. Except the kids ofcourse.

The plane is now out of sight,so I turn to Harry. The laugh he was supressing all this time is now a failure. He cracks into a big laugh after a few chuckles. His head sways up and down,his green eyes turn watery.

This is totally weird.

I roll my eyes at him and turn around to look out the window.

This car ride can't get any longer.

"So what did you get for my mom?" I ask curiously pushing the awkwardness away.

"You'll see" he smiles turning to the parking lot of the hospital and parks in the first row.

Duhh he wont tell me, I blow air out showing frustration.

He unbuckles the belt, leans towards me , cups my cheek and kisses me. Now that was quick.But the kiss takes a little longer than he intented I guess. I love this man.

My hands move to his neck and then to his hair slowly. He pulls away from the kiss only to give one last tiny peck on ma lips.

I smile and we exchange byes.

After getting out of the car my feet moves  ahead to the entrance. This hospital is like the best ever. The entrance,with huge glass door slides which is led by a carpet of red velvet gives a sense of perfection. At each side are 2 vases of healthy rich white roses adding the finishing touch to the sense of perfection.

As I step inside, I hear Harry's black SUV engine start and drive out of the car park.

Harry is the son of a manager at one of the world's best fashion industries.

But Harry doesn't keep in touch with them after his parents went against our engagement. His parents proposed him to the crappy industry owner's daughter,but too bad, he was in love with a "Useless, boring doctor" as they say.

Harry works there too as an accountant because they can't find a better accountant than him.

So Harry takes the best of it.

I stride fast to my office because i'm late than ever. After all a doctor should be punctual.The nurses greet me on the way and some patients too. I love my job,this is the best I can have and it has always been my ambition. My father pushed me to this but he was not lucky enough to live and witness my doctorate. It was a great tragic, he has been my right hand all the way till his death. I remember playing doctor with him. Them, the sweet memories are what i value the most.

My appointed patients are seated in rows opposite the door to my office in a huge room painted in white. I greet them and enter my office, but before I close the door something hits my forehead. I ignore and take hold of the knob to close the door. Again I'm hit in the face with what looks like a paper ball. what the...

I look up to see who it was.

"VANESSA!!!!!!!! " Oh my god!

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