Kiwi | Harry Styles

Forty-Three

Jessi

I heard the familiar clickety-clack of the camera shutters as we waited in line for Jane's Carousel and I automatically untangled my fingers from Harry's and plotted a route back to the car. I wished I'd brought my motorbike as I knew I could get away if they followed us. I glanced down at the teeny person hugging herself to my leg as she bounced excitedly, her eyes carefully watching the horses prance round and round. Lux would have a fit if we left, she'd been so excited about riding the horses, bombarding Harry with questions about the carousel over breakfast. We'd been babysitting all weekend while Lou had to work, one of her clients had been shooting a music video in the Hamptons.

"Hey, we're not hiding anymore, remember?" Harry smiled, linking his fingers with mine once again and placing a soft kiss against my cross tattoo. I wanted to look and see how many of them there were, it sounded like a lot but it could also just be a few taking pictures constantly. The temptation became too much, and I turned my head to look over my shoulder but Harry grabbed my chin and turned my head back, tilting it up to face him. "Eyes on me, Baby. We're fine. I got you." He soothed, and it was only then I realised my breathing had quickened along with my heart rate. 

"I'm sorry." I took a few deep breaths and hugged myself to his arm.

"Hey, don't apologise. Trust me, I know. It weirds me out too and honestly, it makes me want to head back home but if I did that every time then I'd never leave the house. Just pretend they're not there, it's just us." He placed a protective hand to Lux's head, who thankfully seemed to be oblivious to the whole thing as the queue started to move.

"I want the white one!" She screeched as she made a beeline for the horse that had won her heart.

"Three, please." Harry grinned at the lady collecting the money while I hurried after Lux.

"What happened to staying by mine and Harry's side?" I asked as I caught up with her, trying to clamber onto a very regal looking white horse, although I'm not sure he'd be pleased with Princess Lux using his tail as a rope.

"Sorry." She pouted as I scooped her up and sat her down in the saddle.

"Which horse do you want, Baby?" Harry's arms slipped around my waist and my heart jumped into my mouth as Lux almost fell in her hurry to turn around.

"No Horsey!" She exclaimed. "Pince and Pincess in the cart, p-lease?" She pointed her teeny little finger behind us.

"After you, Princess Jessi!" Harry chuckled as he held out his hand to 'help' me into the carriage.

"Why thank you, Prince Harry!" I smiled, sitting myself down and as Harry sat down beside me, I couldn't help but think how ridiculous he looked squished into this little carriage but he didn't seem to care one bit. Lux was happy, so he was happy.

"Take us home, please, driver?" He yelled to Lux and her mouth dropped open in a gasp.

"I'm the Qween! Silly Billy!" She scolded. Harry squinted his eyes and held his hand up to his forehead as if struggling to see.

"So you are. I'm sorry, your Majesty! It's hard to see from down here!" He chuckled. The ride started up and both Harry and I reached for Lux as she slipped a little.

"I o-kay!" She yelled, and I sat back as I saw her hands grip the pole. I snuggled into Harry's side as his arm snaked around me and I found myself wondering what it would be like if we had children of our own. Would they have Harry's curls or my waves? Would they have green eyes or brown? Boy or girl? I got lost in my little daydream as the gentle motion of the ride washed over me, all thoughts of the Paparazzi being banished to the back of my mind.