Harry's POV
It's two in the morning by the time I get back to my own apartment and I have a flight to catch at eight, giving me merely four hours of sleep, if any at all. Luckily, I'm not flying through an airline, but rather a private jet, so I don't have to be there hours before the departure time.
I throw my keys and phone onto my bed, grabbing a bag and filling it with what I'll need while I'm gone. I peel the clothing off of my body and take a quick shower. I need to wash any residue of that Natalie girl away. The only thing I don't want to delete the trace of is the feeling of T's lips on my own and her hands in my hair.
What the fuck?
I step out of the shower, throwing a towel around my waist. I hear my phone ringing and grab it, not bothering to look at the Caller ID.
"What?" I ask, the phone pushed between my shoulder and ear as I throw on a pair of boxers.
The voice on the other end sounds, asking me if I'm set to be on time for my meeting tomorrow evening.
"Yes, Lucas will be meeting me at the transport, correct?" I finish putting my things by the door, running a hand through my damp hair.
Yes. You will be landing at the Madrid-Barajas Adolfo Suárez Airport. They'll have a private strip available for landing where he will meet you. Do you have what you need?
"Yes, I withdrew the full amount a few separate times over the past few months, as to not raise any suspicion."
Good. Phillip requests that you won't be late.
The line goes dead.
*The following afternoon*
I didn't sleep last night. Aside from my usual insomnia, my mind was plagued with the events that happened last night. I don't know what came over me. I am no stranger to making mistakes but this one was royal. There were boundaries and I have already broken them. Though the taste of her tongue and feeling of her body against mine is intoxicating, it is a mistake I cannot afford to let happen again, especially not with her.
Get close but not too close. Boundaries have always been difficult for me.
The sun beats down on me as the humidity begins to soak through my clothes. The flight was easy, as I am used to the constant flying. After Lucas picks me up, we ride to the convention center.
After a few hours of getting settled in and putting finishing touches on our pitch, we step foot into the huddle space.
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A/N:
It's a short update on purpose, we promise.
What does Harry do?
Aw, T makes him anxious ;)
As mentioned in our announcement, there will be another update very soon, seeing as this chapter is so short. Stay tuned!
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