“HAHAHA!!” Harry and I were laughing uncontrollably as we entered the airports garage.
“NO STOP IT HURTS!” I shouted as I held my stomach laughing.” Ow!! It really does hurt.” I said seriously.
“Oh, Babe are you OK?” He asked me placing his hand on my shoulder and rubbing my arm up and down.
I nodded. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight. He pulled me into and hug and a single teardrop rolled down my eye.
“Why are you crying?” He asked me as we walked out of the car into the airport.
“This is the last time we will be together until I get on the plane.” I said quietly as I wiped the tears out of my eyes.
“Really?” He said suspiciously.
“Uh… yeah remember… I’m going to school for five years in New York.” I said surprised.
He pulled out six tickets. I looked at him confused and then out of nowhere I was trampled by four of my only friends. “VAS HAPPENIN’, CARROTS, PATATOS,TUUURTLE” I heard the boys yell in my ear. We all started cracking up me still pinned to the ground.
“OK,OK Get off my girlfriend.” Harry said after we all seemed to calm down. They all piled off of me and I reached my hand out to grab Harry’s. He pulled me up and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.
“Thank You.” I said before kissing his lips and then walking with the rest of the boys.
We were up ahead and Harry was just standing there. I told the boys to go check my bags in and I walked up to Harry.
I grabbed his hand and sat us down on the floor. “Whats up.” I asked confused.
“I just don’t want you to forget about me.” He said looking at me sweetly.
“I won’t.” I said, almost screamed, at the shocking statement my boyfriend just made. I lightly slapped the back of his head motioning for him to use it.
“How do you know?” He said turning to me. I could see the tears welling in his eyes.
“Because, your mine!” I said to him smiling. “And also you’re Harry Styles. I don’t know how to forget a worldwide famous dude that I’m dating!” I said. We both chuckled.
“OK.” He said as we both got up. “Promise me one thing.” He said wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling our heads closer so our foreheads were touching.
“What.” I asked.
“Stay in touch.” He said emotionless.
“Of course.” I said before I kissed him and we walked up to meet the boys, our hands holding and fingers entwined.
SORRY FOR SUCH A SHORT CHAPTER I AM HAVING SORT OF WRITERS BLOCK WITH THIS PART. SO AGAIN SORRY!!!!
