I'm not quite sure why Harry believed me when I told him I was flying home. Of course, I'd obviously fly to Rome and meet him. But really, I am flying home. Sometimes home isn't a place, but a person. Harry is my home.
The flight from Wisconsin to Rome is not a short one. When I got off the plane Sam, the tour manager, was waiting for me along with two security gaurds. The three of them walked me through the airport, out into a black SUV.
"So, Harry has no idea you're here. The boys are in the back getting ready for an interview. The interview isn't for another few hours so you have time to go back and suprise him. Their schedule is free until you have to leave so you and Harry have 2 full days together. He's off until New York so I'm going to assume he'll just fly home with you." Sam gave me the run down.
I sat nervously in the back seat, waiting for this car to finally come to a stop so I could go and see Harry.
After what seemed like forever, the driver pulled into a large car park. I jumped out of the car and followed Sam. He lead me down a narrow hall way, all the way to the door labled 'One Direction'. My heart instanly began to race.
"You wait out here, I want to mess with them a bit more." He chuckled. He opened the door and began talking to the guys,
"Guys, uh so the interviewer can't make it. I guess she got sick, I don't know. But they found a replacement for her. Harry, you're going to love this. Boys, you may want to get this on camera."
I took a deep breathe and turned the corner, walking around the wall blocking me from Harry. Harry was standing on the opposite side of the room, with his back to me. Niall instantlly started laughing hysterically while filming the whole thing and I stood patiently and Harry turned around.
Our eyes met and we instantly ran to each other. I jumped into his arms, it was the airport all over again. Except this time, as I pulled away I saw tears staining Harry's face.
"Oh baby. What's wrong, love?" I said wiping his tears away. He nuzzled his head into my neck,
"I was so worried. Not being able to be with you scared me even worse, baby girl. I hate not being able to help you. I hate having to know that you go through this when I leave. That's the worst part, you get worse when I leave so It's not like I can be there." He let out a shaky breath.
"Hey, look at me," He lifted his head and his eyes meet mine again. "Your little plan for us to spend a long time together around our trips to New York. That all starts know. I have to leave here in two days but you don't have anything planned so Sam has already planned for you to come to Boston with me. After my home game, we can fly to New York. Together. This is perfect. We have the rest of December together. I only have to work the 20th, the 21st, and the 22nd in New York and then Mike is taking the rest of the shifts back home since he's taking a lot of time off in January. This is perfect, babe." I smiled, wrapping my arms around him.
"You're perfect." Harry whispered.
I'm finally happy with the time I get to spend with Harry but in the back of my head all I can think about is January. Harry starts his strict rehersal schedule and I'm taking all of the shifts while Mike's away. Even when I'm happy all I can think of his Harry not being with me. All the time we have together must come to an end and that alone kills me.
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I'm sorry this is so short but my keyboard is broken and Wattpad keeps posting my chapters before they're done.
I will probably be updating again with a longer chapter soon, but now that Wattpad has posted the rest I need to catch up on the chapters
