We Part Only to Meet Again

The ruffles on the sleeves of my shirt hung loosely on her small body, being the only things she’s

wearing, the hem ended up just above her hips instead of inched above her knee. I let out a tight

groan, nothing less than amused as I rolled my sore body over. She’s a kicker AND a clinger, a force

not to be reckoned with, But I’ll hold onto her through the night even if it means aches in the morning.

We are actually way past being late. We missed our flight a few hours ago, something Oliver wasn’t

happy about at all when I ringed him. I just didn’t want to wake her. Her exhaustion is more than clear

even though she tries to hide it. Last night at dinner she was practically fighting a war with her body,

trying to keep her eyes from drooping shut and her head from crashing right into a plate of baked

beans. She deserves to sleep for however long she wants today. Bustling her around London like a doll

for interviews and rehearsals was not what I planned at all… but when business calls. You answer. She

didn’t seem to mind at all, I really think she enjoyed herself on some occasions when we were all

actually happy. I feel like an idiot for letting certain things that happen these few weeks, certain, really

bad things. None of which should have happened. I shouldn’t have let any of it happen.

“We missed the plane” she said in mid- yawn. My lips pursed as I nodded and she shrugged into a

stretch. She crawled over to the edge of the bed and lazily draped her legs around my waist and rested

her head on my shoulder “I really like it here”

“everything feels better being here. Almost like all the bad things never happened” her voice soothed

into my ears and made my already big smile stretch wider so that my cheeks pained. I wonder if she is

fully aware of how happy she makes me. If she knows how easy things are with her. She has my

friends and my family tied around her heart the same way she is tied to theirs. She cares for all of us

with everything within herself. It isn’t hard to see. Even when she isn’t feeling okay she makes it fade

away when someone needs her.

“What do you want to do today?”

“Are we not leaving?”

“Yeah” I nodded pointedly “but we have time if you want to go out or just stay in”

I really don’t want to go back yet at all because I miss being home and my family, but I know we can’t

stay here long. She nodded her head and kissed the side of my mouth. I grinned and moved her so

that she was flat on the bed. She kept her legs around my waist as I kissed her. I made sure every

single one was delicate against her skin. I want them to linger. The same way she ghosts into my mind

when we’re apart. The way her soft voice rings in my ears every time she speaks. The way her cries

and screams rattle my body when she’s hurt. It’s getting sad how much I feel like I need her at times,

even when she’s near me. Everything about her pulls me in selfishly and I don’t care because I want

her to. Just her. I want her so badly even though I already have her.

“I love you”

I pushed my lips against hers roughly. I could feel her smile against my mouth only making one break

out on my lips too. We broke apart and I planted cold kisses over her skin, sending her into a fit of

giggles.

“Harry? Are you two still here?!” my face burned as my mother’s voice trailed into my ears. I pulled

Felix off the bed and held a finger to my lips “hurry grab some clothes” I chuckled hurriedly pulling

whatever I saw first into my hands “Harry!” my mum screamed once again, probably in the kitchen by

the distant sound. Felix erupted into giggles and fumbled to hold her items “come on, shh” I laughed

as I opened my window and stuck a leg out “what are you doing!” she whisper yelled. I chucked my

clothes to the grass below and stepped onto the brick wall, climbing down carefully. I jumped down

when the ground seemed closer and groaned as I waved her down. She shook her head quickly,

clearly too afraid “Gemma! Are they still here?”

My eyes widened “c’mon!”

She frowned “I cant!”

“It’s easy! J- just take it brick by brick and I’ll catch you. Come, throw your clothes down” I smiled

She sighed and stepped out shakily “ooo, my toes hurt, Harry!” she cried as she moved past the first

few bricks. Her legs shook and I chuckled at what my view was “should sleep with more clothes next

time” she grumbled some words and I smiled as I helped her down as she got closer. “put them on,

hurry” I laughed. She fumbled on a pair of shorts and shoes. Once we had something on I pulled her

around the corner “Harry!” I looked back to see my mum leaning out the window “what are you

doing!” she screamed. we erupted into laughter, I linked my hand with Felix's and i pulled her down

the road with no destination in mind