Change Your Ticket

Not just a thing

Harry's POV

The last day in Paris passed by rather quickly. Zayn and I had a lovely picnic and later on, we went out with the lads for one last time, overlooking their unreasonable concern about our plans and simply had a laugh. Liam and Niall were still flirting a lot, but I think they are not really seriously considering to make more out of it. On the other hand, Lou and his girl might stay in contact through texts, since they apparently have exchanged numbers, but none of them were as serious as Zayn and I seem to be.

Today, on the departure day, we all have cleaned up our beds, have had breakfast close to the Gare du Nord. To be quite frank, I don't remember much off our train ride, since I have mostly been asleep on Zayn's shoulder and only really have opened my eyes when we had to change trains in London. Niall and Louis warned me once more that I should be careful and not rush anything with Zayn, since this is my first real "relationship", although Zayn and I haven't quite labeled it like that and he might want to take things further since it's not the first one for him, but I shut them up with one look, because heck, they aren't my mom. As soon as Zayn and I were seated on the train to Bradford, I grabbed my book and started reading, while occasionally glancing at Zayn, who was immersed in his own book as well. During all this time, I have not felt anxious or nervous, maybe because I have been sleepy and just found comfort in Zayn's presence, but now that we are here, my worries and concerns are back.

Fidgeting heavily, I am standing next to Zayn, in front of his parents' home. I don't think I have ever been this nervous. In fact, I am surprised that I have really acted upon going through with this spontaneous idea. Louis and Niall were shocked when I told them and I get it. If Louis were to spend some more time in Paris because of the girl he met, I might also be a bit taken back. But that still would be different from going home with someone. However, I really wanted to and still do. For this reason, I even lied to my mom, only telling her that's we have decided to stay a bit longer in Paris. And because my mom is the best, she has been very understanding and only laughed that she wants me to have as much fun as I can before university starts and that I shouldn't worry about it, her and I would see each other plenty anyways and Paris was Paris and she didn't mind. While she was being the best mom, I felt terrible for lying to her about where I'll be staying. Nonetheless, I am very certain that she'd freak if I were to tell her the truth and might even try to get me to go home. I already have Lou and Niall being somewhat trying to extract me from this crazy but marvelous plan and I really don't need my mom or my sister, whom I also haven't told the truth, to prevent me from doing something irrational for the very first time.

This leaves me on my own, completely nerve-wrecked and excited at the same time. I need to rephrase that though; I do have Zayn and I am not entirely on my own. It's still on of the first decisions I have made without including any of my close people. To be frank, it does feel weird, but I am also proud of myself for being this brave and determined. Besides, I wouldn't do all this, if I wouldn't have started to fall for Zayn as profoundly as I think I have. And I also wouldn't do this, if I wouldn't think that Zayn is reciprocating these feelings. Surely, I can never be quite certain, but even if he doesn't feel exactly the same, he ostensibly feels enough. Also, thinking all about this isn't any helpful, so I should really stop.

"Babe", Zayn's voice breaks me out of my inner monologue.

"Mmh", I heavily breathe.

"You don't have to worry. Just calm down, everything will be fine", he says, his voice laced with reassurance.

"Aren't you nervous?", I almost stutter, my voice sounding crooked.

"Well, yeah...", he shrugs, "but I also think this is really cool." Cool? I have to laugh because this sounds so much like Zayn, to be calling this cool. And because Zayn's voice is so firm and far from trembling, I believe him, nodding my head in agreement.