Just A Dream

Chapter 14; Caroline Flack..

Harry's P.O.V.

Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. Crap. CRAP!!!! What do I tell her?!? HOW do I tell her!?!? Alexia is going to flip!! I walked back into the room and Alex looked at me a little funny but then smiled. I smiled back. I looked at my phone. 11:00pm.

"Hey, guys, I think I'm just gonna go to bed." everybody groaned but surprisingly Alex stood up.

"Yeah me too." she faked yawned and I chuckled. "I'm exhausted." she said even though I could tell she was lying. I chuckled as she grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. She laid down and I laid beside her. She cuddled up to my naked chest and I wrapped my arms around her. I felt her smile a little against my chest. I leaned down and kissed the top of her head.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I know." she whispered back and smiled. "And I love you too." she continued, "No matter what." she smiled again. There's my chance.

"That phone call.." I hesitated. "Was from my... My.. Uh... My ex." I stuttered. "She asked me who you were and If I love you. I told her that I do love you and I always will. That you were the one and only. But she told me that she is flying here and we're going to have a "talk." Except I know that she's going to try something.. Alexia... I know she will.... And if she does, just know, that I love you. I always have. And always will. If something happens, it wasn't intentional from me. I. Love. You." I said and sighed. She was silent and I figured that she was mad at me but she just stared blankly at the wall. Thats what she usually did when she was in deep thought. I smiled a little. She was so beautiful. The way her face was shaped. Her chubby cheeks. The dimples on her shoulder blade. Her hair-that was tied up in a messy bun. Her eyes. Oh her eyes. Those eyes that I could swim forever into and never get through them all. Her lips. Her everything. Her perfection. I don't care what anyone says about her. She's perfect. In every way.

"I know." she finally said. "I trust and love you enough to know that if something did happen, that you didn't mean for it to happen. That you love me and only me. And I love you as well. I really do Curls." she looked up and I stated into her eyes. She smiled and I smiled back. This girl right here... This wonderful woman... She is going to be my wife. She is going to be the mother to my children. I just know it. And I wouldn't change a thing.

"I know." I meant to say aloud but it came out as a whisper. More of a choked whisper. She smiled again and I lowered down and passionately kissed her. She smiled in the kiss and I pulled out my phone once again. I smiled and took the picture. I Instagramed it and uploaded it to Twitter after we broke apart. I felt Alex tense up and then loosen up, which usually meant that she was sleeping. I smiled and a little tear ran down my face. I wished my hardest-I prayed my hardest-that we would be together forever. I really love this girl. She is mine. I love her so much. She's perfect and I love her too much to let her go. Not again. I will stay by this girl's side until I die. Until the end of our time. Forever.

~.~.~.~.~.~. *Next Day* .~.~.~.~.~.~

Harry's P.O.V.

I slightly opened my groggy eyes. That was the mistake. Last night I didn't shut the curtains so the light was shining in on my and this tiny little figure that I was holding. I smiled knowing that Alexia was in my arms still. I slowly lifted my hand and moved it towards the side table. I stroked the desk until I felt my phone in my hand. I turned away from the windows and slowly opened my eyes. I slightly groaned as it was only 8 O'Clock. My stomach rumbled. I was super hungry. I slightly moved making sure not to wake Alexia up and went downstairs to the kitchen. There I took out any and all breakfast items and set them on the countertops. Then I started making everything. First I started with the least smelling stuff. Pancakes. Then eggs. Then bacon. Then sausage. Then french toast. Then regular toast. Then omelets. Then waffles. Then oatmeal. I laughed at how much I cooked. No matter how hard I try, when I cook, I can't stop! Then I heard a big bang and running towards me. I looked up to see a hungry looking Niall standing at the doorway. "Hungry?" I barely got to say before he started to pile his plate high with food. I laughed at him. He had his face stuffed with bacon and French toast.