the moon [h.s.] - EDITING

seventy-four.

He's going to see Luna. He wasn't going to let her give up on them just like that. He loves her too much to let her walk away. If two long weeks is what it took to let her recognize she made a mistake, then the pain would be worth it for Harry. He's going to get her back no matter what it takes.

"I'm sorry... I know you were looking forward to dinner together," Harry tells Levi. He's stuffing clothes into his duffel bag. Although he's pretty neat when it comes to packing, he's too anxious and sort of in a rush to fold his clothes the right way. He might have to iron at some point.

"Don't apologize, man... Go get your girl! We'll- Well you, will cook dinner for us when you come back," Levi tells him as he stands by the doorway of his bedroom.

Harry smiles lightly. He goes over the essentials he needs in his mental checklist. Once he feels like he has everything, he zips up his bag. "Okay. That's a plan, Levi... My plane leaves in two hours."

"Head there now or you'll be late."

Harry nods then pulls the strap of his bag to let it hang on his shoulder. He walks towards Levi and then gives him a bear hug. "Thanks for being my friend, by the way... and for being there for me while I was going through it." He felt the need to tell Levi. "Love you. I'll see you when I get back."

After several pats through their tight hug, Levi says, "Yeah, yeah! That's what friends are for. Now go! Love you, too... Have a safe trip, my mate."

Harry smiles at Levi again as he walks past him. "Bye!" He says before he's out. He closes the door of their flat and he takes in a deep breath. He's gonna go get Luna, he assures himself. With that, Harry holds onto his belongings and makes his way down the building.

He takes a cab to La Guardia. He has a similar itinerary as to when he and Luna went to Iowa. He should arrive early in the morning if all goes well.

After getting checked in and through customs, Harry makes it to his gate with thirty-five minutes to spare before boarding. He takes a seat on an empty chair and sets his bag beside him. He pulls out his phone and bites his lip as he creates a new message to send to Luna.

'To Luna

About to board. Should arrive at 6 in the morning. I'll call you when I get there.
See you soon.'

She's typing. She's taking a long time, Harry notices.

'From Luna

Okay, I'll see you soon...
Safe travels.'

Harry decides to leave it at that. He wants to remind her that he loves her, but he decides it's better to tell her in person when he gets to hug her tight. He can't wait. His heart races at the thought of holding her again.

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He's made it. He's running on cups of black coffee and nerves. The nerves, more than coffee, are what have kept him awake through his travel. He exits the plane with several other people and he starts following the crowd towards the gate exit. He pulls out his phone from his coat pocket to call Luna.

It's ringing.

"Hello," she says.

"Hey," he says back and he can't help but smile. It's weird, but it's as if he could feel her close. "I just landed. Should I take an Uber or something to a hotel nearby?"

"There's no need. I'm right outside waiting for you."

"You are?" Harry bites down on his lip. He's suddenly walking faster, cutting around the crowd to get to the exit even quicker. He didn't expect her. "Okay, I'm almost there. Don't hang up."