I am quite exhausted to be honest and I am frankly helping myself out of the misery of having a sleeping leg. Eleanor still sleeps soundly next to me, her head resting on my shoulder.
Smiling I watch the sky turning pink. It is early in the morning and we are on our way back from Kenya. I haven't heard from the boys, but how could I. I had no phone with me and I've never told them where we would go.
I am totally excited to see all of them again. Even Harry. Harry and I always have been the best of friends. But lately I was distancing myself from him, not to be rude or anything, I am sure he understood that. I had to fresh up my relationship with Eleanor.
I sigh and stare out of the windows, still seeing the clouds under us. But then again, we are almost in London again. Althought I can't really trust the pilot.
Please buckle your seatbelts, we are about to land.
Finally, mabe I can trust the pilot? I feel Eleanor stirring next to me, slowly waking up.
"Where are we?"
Her voice deep from the sleep clings through my ears, I look down at her sleepy eyes and lean in to kiss her.
But she turns her head away.
"Morning breath..."
I sigh and she sits up straighter.
"So we are about to land?"
I see that she's also excited to come home again after two months being away.
We wait until we can step out of the plane. Then we run to the parkinglot and call a taxi. Now, we are both wide awake and ready to get home.
As the dark flat approached us I kind of felt slightly dissappointed, but then again, we never told anyone when we would be back.
I just grabbed the suitcases and bring the to our bedroom, when Eleanor let out a high pitched scream. I hurry up to her and see her in tears over an invation.
I grab it from her and the world goes blank as I see the letters forming in words.
Come and celebrate the life of
HARRY EDWARD STYLES
Sunday, November 02 2014
02-06 pm
St. Luke's church
Holmes Chapel, Cheshire
And then I see the other letter on the table, my name in Harry's handwriting on it. With shaky hands I open the letter and...
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Broken Inside
FanficHarry loves Louis. Always had and always will. But not one time did Louis note what's up with his best mate. No, he distants himself, because his girlfriend Eleanor told him it would hurt her to read the romours about Larry Stylinson. But that's exa...
