CAMERON POV
"I'm really glad that you came. It was fun." I smile at my sister, who looks like she's going to cry on the spot.
"Yes, I'm so glad that I came. Are you coming down for Christmas in two weeks?" I stand in front of the boarding desk, my plane takes off in twenty minutes and Lara has barely left my side in three days.
"Yeah, we should be down on the 20th. We're going to Queenstown on the 26th to see Buck's parents and sisters." Lara grabs me again, pulling me into another hug.
"Alright, I should be at the farm on the 22nd. It just depends on the paper."
"The paper and Harry?" Lara sniggers while I groan and pull away.
"I don't wanna talk about this." Charlie's waiting in the car. He got sick last night and Lara thought he should stay in the car so he didn't spread whatever bug he got.
I also didn't want to talk about Harry because we hadn't spoken since he called me and I spoke to Niall. I'm sure that he was busy and all since the trip was rather impromptu. He'll be home when I get home, hopefully, so we can talk then.
"Last boarding call for Flight 984 to Christchurch." I flick my head towards the gate, smiling at Lara gently.
"That's me. I'll text you when I land, promise." Slinging my arm over Lara's shoulder, I pull her on for a side hug.
"Okay, off you go, you." She laughs as she pushes me to the desk where the lady stands, holding out an expectant hand.
"Bye, sissy." Grabbing my bag from the floor, I hand my ticket over before walking through the doors. Lara is still waving at me as I head over to the plane. I smile at her, giving one last small wave as a flight attendant greets me.
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HARRY POV
I've been a lot of places, but I never got a chance to go to California when I came to the U.S
And now that I've been here for half a week, I'm done. There are so many people and I can't for the life of me find a supermarket that sells actual food and not kale and carrot smoothies.
Though I haven't really ventured farther than the hotel, the record label and the beach that's ten minutes away. And in the area between here and there, everyone seems to have a thing for being healthy and vegan and fat-free. Which I'm not here for, unfortunately.
The view from the hotel room is cool though. Niall and I share one room and Zayn bunks with Louis right next door. We refused to go anywhere without Liam and wouldn't let anyone else do the stage lighting. So he'll be here in the next few days once he sorts out his apartment.
"Harry, do you need anything from the store?" Niall lies on the edge of his bed as he yells out to me. I'm sitting on the small balcony, writing notes for new music.
"Anything that actually has sugar in it. I need a fucking Twix bar, Ni." I hear a laugh come out of the room and then the patter of feet on the carpet, heading my way.
"There's a corner store down the road, I don't think you've been that way yet. They have shit that isn't vegetables there." Niall leans on the door frame.
"I'll go for a walk that way later. Are you and the boys going out again?" I turn my head away from the papers on my lap and up at Ni, just as our door opens.
"Liam's here!" Zayn struts through the room, bouncing on his toes then flopping onto my unmade bed.
"Hi guys!" Liam follows Zayn through the room, throwing a duffel onto the couch in front of the coffee table. I smile at him through the balcony doors, making more notes on in my notebook.
