I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. I check the time. It's a quarter to 4am. Without checking the caller ID, I answer.
"Hello?"
"Hey, love. How are you?"
"I was asleep. Don't worry, though. I'm fine now."
"Oh, I thought you'd be up by now. Since- nevermind. I just wanted to let you know that we landed already. And that I miss you. And that I wish you were here wth me. Oh, by the way, look in the top drawer of your bedside table. Go ahead...look." he told me. I did as I was told and looked.
"Harry, what are these???"
"I spoke to Zayn last night...YOU'RE COMING WITH MEEEE!!" I turned on my lamp next to me to look closer at the tickets...Paris.
"Paris?!"
"You board the plane in about four hours. Get ready!"
"Ok. I gotta go, I guess. See you in a little while."
"Ok. Bye, love."
"Bye."
I'M GOING WHERE? WITH WHO? TODAY???
As I start getting myself ready, a question pops in my head, 'what are we?' Harry and I are really close,I guess. But, are we something else? He just bought me a trip...to Paris.
~HARRY'S POV~
"She land around 6pm tonight." my mom told me. "That leaves you time to plan dinner. Don't worry, I'm having dinner with Robin."
"So, when are we meeting up with Gem?"
"Tomorrow around noon."
"Ok then. I gotta go plan dinner. Love you, mom."
It's noon here in Paris. I have 6 hours until Ev gets here and 5 to plan the perfect dinner. I think it's time.
~Ev's POV~
After I finish getting all packed up, I wake up Zayn and tell him I'm ready to be dropped off at the airport. When he's ready to go, we get everything loaded in the car. Then, we settle in. As we start pulling out of the driveway, Zayn gets serious.
"I'm not really comfortable with this trip to Paris.Wirh Harry. Just saying. But, I trust you to make the right decisions."
"Zayn, calm down. Everything will be fine. We'll be careful...I'll be careful."
"I know you'll be...I'm just-I just don't trust Harry. I don't want you guys together. There. I said it. Happy, Perrie?"
"I'm not Perrie." I said laughing. Zayn gave me a playful glare. "But, I know what you mean. If we do end up togehther, you're gonna have to deal with it. Just like I dealt with so much these past years."
"I know. Ok, fine. I will put up with it if it happens. But, don't expect me to fully accept it."
"Ok. The airport's right around here. Just take a right, keep going straight, then, make a left and follow the signs."
After that conversation, we stayed silent. Until we arrived at the airport. Then, it was like Zayn didn't want to talk because when he'd answer me, he would answer with short, quick answers. Until it came to the farewell part. That's when he started talking. He was really emotional.
"Be careful, k?" he sniffled as he hugged me.
"Of course." We pulled apart and I saw a tear roll dowwn his cheek and I giggled.
"Don't tell anyone you saw me cry, yeah?" he said while pointing a finger at me playfully. I simply replied with laugh and a nod, agreeing not to tell anyone.
"Flight 118 to Paris, now boarding."
"Ok, Zayn. This is it.I'll call you when I land."
"Ok. Love you. Be safe." he gave me quick kiss on the forehead. But, I couldn't leave without hugging my big brother. After our farewells, I boarded the plane. It didn't hit me until I was on the plane, looking out the window that I realized, I'm on my way to Paris.
