| When We Were in Love | |H.S|

| 3 | San Francisco |

"Take me back, take me back to San Fransisco.

I know, what we had would never last but I can't let go of you."

- San Francisco, Niall Horan. 2020.

| December 2014 |

| Lily |

He was something I couldn't explain. Everything about him attracted me in ways I never knew was possible. 'You can't possibly be attracted to a voice.' 'There's no such thing as being attracted to someone's touch.' 'It's impossible to be in love with a laugh.'

Wrong. They were all wrong. I felt something I never felt for anyone in my entire life. Hearing his voice made me happy. Seeing his smile made my stomach turn. Looking into his eyes made me feel safe.

I was walking down the damp road that was leading up to Pier 39. I didn't have butterflies, I had an entire zoo in my stomach freaking out. I hadn't seen him in two days because he was busy working around the city. Despite being in a place that didn't snow, having the ocean right next to the city made it freezing cold. Small part of me just wanted to cancel the outing and stay at home by the fireplace drinking hot cocoa, in our PJ's, while watching Jim Carrey movies. But he had something planned for us and I couldn't resist anything he came up with because everything he did was perfect. Even though it was only 4 in the afternoon, the sun had began to get low. I walked quickly while I had my hands wrapped around my arms keeping me warm. I finally saw the bright lights that lit up the Pier. The music blasting from street performers, the 'Oh's' and 'Ah's' from the tourist watching them, the smell of spray paint from the artists trying to sell and promote their work near the water. It was a city full of life and everything was amazing. But none of it mattered at the moment because all I wanted was to see him.

'Meet me at Hard Rock Cafe at 4. Be safe. Dress warm. See you when you get here darling. Xx. -H.'

His text was loud and clear and I couldn't stop reading it over and over while getting myself more excited. I slightly started speeding up as the Pier came more into view. Soon, I saw the giant guitar with small lights lit up around it. I tried my best to hide my smile as I got closer. As I came more into view of the restaurant, I saw a tall man with long hair, looking around in amazement. As he looked around his eyes wandered in my direction and made eye contact.

"Hey you!" He slightly shouted over the noisy crowd.

I couldn't help but smile and jog over to him. I got closer and finally fell into his arms. He held me tightly and I felt safe. I couldn't get enough of him. His arms around me, his hair tickling my nose, his scent. Everything about him was flawless.

"You look stunning," he said. I finally pulled away from the hug slightly and looked at him in the eyes as I still had my arms around his shoulders.

"Me? That would be you, Harry." His dimples made an appearance as he blushed and looked away.

"Stop it," he said, shyly. I smiled as the fact that I got him to show off his cuteness. He then looked at me and put his forehead against mine.

"You look gorgeous," I couldn't help but stare into his eyes and blush.

"Thank you..." I said as I managed to finally look away. He chuckled and firmly pressed his lips against the side of my head. He left his mark and looked at me once more.

"So, I have the day ready. The question now is: are you ready?" 

"Always," I responded.

"Good," he grinned. "Follow me." He then intertwined our fingers together as he dragged me along the Pier and to flight of stairs. We quickly went up the stairs and soon found ourselves in a line.