Flatmates

39

'Come on guys, we need to leave.' Harry and I were at the Sidemen house with Freezy, Ethan and Tobi. The driveway outside was a mess of cars - all Ubers waiting to take us all to the airport. I grabbed my rucksack, throwing it on my back and grabbing the handle of my suitcase to follow Harry through the front door. Harry grabbed my bags from me, dumping them in the boot of a car as myself and Josh climbed in. Harry slid in beside me, and we were off.

It took a little over an hour to get to Heathrow, the traffic being on our side for once. Harry, Josh and I made our way into departures, checking in our cases and heading for security. The other guys were all waiting for us the other side, so once through we headed off in their direction.

'Excited?' Harry asked as he wrapped his arm around my waist when we made it to the Starbucks the boys had made themselves at home in.

'I am!' Harry and the boys had organised a trip to LA for all of us. They had hired out an enormous villa, with the plan being that we were all going to just relax. The boys all worked so hard every day of the week, so this would be some welcome downtime for them all. Harry of course refused to let me pay my way, so we had initially fallen out when he had told me about the holiday. But I had slowly come around to the idea, understanding the Harry just wanted to treat me. After all, he does let me pay for other things.

Harry being Harry always insists on flying economy, so as we all boarded the plane we took up 3 full rows. Harry, Ethan and I had one, Josh, JJ and Simon had another, and Freezy, Vik and Tobi had the third.

I let Harry take the window seat, and Cal the aisle seat (with legs that long it would be mean not too) so I settled myself between my two favourite boys and pulled out my book. It was a relaxing holiday after all, so I fully intended to start now. I rested my head on Harrys shoulder as I opened the book to the first page, the plane taxiing towards the runway.

***

Eleven hours is a long time to be cooped up in economy. I ready my entire book, instantly regretting not putting another in my rucksack but instead in my hold luggage. Ethan and I chatted for a few hours whilst Harry slept, talking about the most random of things. 

'Hey, I forgot to tell you that I fucking love your hoodies by the way' Ethan added in at some point during the conversation. 'The designs are incredible. Got any more coming soon?' And that was how Ethan and I found ourselves discussing business for a good hour. God damn it, this was meant to be a 'no discussing work under any circumstances' holiday.

We had never been so happy to touch down, our bodies cramping and needing to stretch. The walk across the tarmac to arrivals was probably the greatest feeling in the world, feeling my muscles stretch and unknot. Once we had our luggage and had been through security, we found our way out to the taxi rank. Josh gave us all the address for the villa, and we all began piling into any available cars we could find.

Josh joined us for the ride once again, and as soon as the car moving Harry seemed to fall into an instant sleep once again. 'So, how's it going?' Josh whispered, indicating towards Harry.

'Good. Really good' I grinner back at him at a whisper. 'I honestly don't think I have ever been so happy.' I swear I saw Harry smile slightly, but sure he was asleep I ignored it and told Josh all about how amazing Harry Lewis was to be with.