Love Will Tell Us Where To Go

I opened my eyes for what seemed to be a few seconds later, but after looking at the time I knew it had been much longer. I should get up. I really should. But where will I go? A mall? I don’t feel like shopping. I would go back to the b&b, but what if he’s there? I really don’t feel like seeing him right now.

Because I was lying on my back and looking at the sky, I didn’t notice a little girl approach me.

“Your boyfriend is Harry.” she stated matter-o-factly. I’m sure my facial expression matched my shock as I sat up and said, “What?”

“Is he?” She is so cute. Dark brown curly hair and brown eyes. She is wearing a cute flowery top and matching pants.

“Yes…I mean, maybe you have the wrong person.” There are other guys named Harry. After all, how would she know him?

“Does he have poofy curly hair and is cute?” That’s definitely him.

“Yeah, that’s him. How did you know?”

“Cause you’re sad like him. And you’re pretty like he said.”

“You’ve talked to him?” It wasn’t until then that I noticed the people a few steps behind her. Probably her mom and siblings.

“I’m sorry.” the woman said. “She insisted that she just had to talk to you.”

“No problem.” I said. “How did you know he was sad?”

“He was lying on a seat like you, ‘cept he was crying. And I asked him, and he said he’s sorry for lying to you.” she immediately gasped as she covered her mouth and her eyes grew wide.

“Uh-oh. I don’t think I was ‘spose to tell you that.”

I cracked a smile. “Why, sweetie?”

“Cause he’s ‘spose to tell you, not me.”

“It’s okay.”

“You should forgive him. He’s super sorry and thinks you’re pretty and I bet he loves you too.”

Somehow hearing it from a little kid made it even harder for me to not cry. “Oh, yeah? How do you know?” I smiled as her mom did as well.

“Cause it’s so obvious.”

I laughed. “Thank you very much…what’s your name?” I asked.

“Pacífica.” she said proudly.

“That’s a beautiful name.” I said. “My name is Megan.”

“Harry and Megan.” she stated. “I ship it.”

I literally wanted to burst into laughter. “How did you - why do you know that - “

“I taught her that word.” a girl that was about fifteen said with a huge and proud smile.

“Thank you very much. I ship us too.”

“We need to go, sweetie.” her mom said.

“Okay.” she replied. Then without a word she hugged me tightly. “Bye, Megan! Good luck with Harry!”

I stood there for a second and waved back at her until she turned around. What a sweet little girl. Her family seems so nice too.

I began to feel silly at how I’ve reacted. Why should I care so much that they use to date? He loves me. I have no reason to feel threatened. He left his home to go to another country with me, how much reassurance do I need?

Maybe it’s because of who she is. And what she looks like. Even someone with a great self esteem could feel a bit down after seeing her.

I walked around as I thought and ended up wandering over to a part of the park I hadn’t been to yet. There was a fountain in the center along with some picnic tables neatly surrounding it. On the far side was a closed shaved ice stand. I wish it was open.

I walked over to the tables and sat down. A few people passed as I sat watching in a daze.
I just hate the thought of them dating. But when I really think about it…why? Is it really the thought of her with him that I hate, or any girl? But that was before he met me, I can’t get upset over who he dated back then.

Most of all though, I hate that it took him so long to tell me. Actually, I forced it out of him. Ugh, but I know why he did it. I guess I would have done the same thing…

I know I’m over thinking way too much, but I still can’t stop.

Too bad I didn’t. The more I thought, the dumber I felt. How could I have been so upset that I would tell the guy I am in love with, the only person I’ve ever allowed to be this close to me, that he doesn’t know me?

I wish I hadn’t walked away.

I checked my phone to see a text and call from Harry. The text read: “Megan, please come to the garden area. I really want to talk to you.”

It took me a while to find the area he was talking about, but as soon as I approached it, I knew I had found it. There were so many beautiful flowers and plants around the circular area.
In the middle was a large arch decorated with flowers. In the middle of it was a bench. Sitting on that bench was Harry.

I cracked a smile as I walked up to him and sat down.

“I’m sorry.” we both blurted at the same time. Laughter followed along with a hug that he initiated.

“There is absolutely no reason for you to be sorry, love. I was stupid. So stupid. I should have never lied to you. I’m sorry.”

I pulled away to look at him but he kept his arms around my waist. “Yeah…you’re right.” I said with a laugh. “But I did overreact. Even though it was wrong of you to lie, I understand why you did. I probably would have done the same - “

“Megan, I - “

“I forgive you.”

He smiled as he caressed my waist. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” I replied before adding, “You know, I was upset that you didn’t tell me before now. And it did bother me a lot that it was Amanda you were lying about, but - “

“She’s in my past. Yeah, we were together once, but we’re different people now. I have no feelings for her whatsoever.”

I lowered my head as I said the words I hadn’t let myself think about completely. “I could be a part of your past one day too.”

Using his hand he gently lifted my face so I would be looking at him. His eyes looked deeply into mine. I don’t know how he manages to look at me like I’m the most precious thing he has ever seen, but I’m so glad he does.

“Don’t say that. Please, don’t say that. We’re…I love you so much, Megan. What we have is amazing. It’s…the best thing - it’s the most - love, what we have is better than words.”

I reached for his hand that was now caressing my face and brought it back to my waist as I moved closer to him. His other hand that had stayed on my waist tightened as he helped me move closer.

With his face inches from mine, I had to remind myself to breathe. My heart still beats just as fast as it did the first time we kissed.

His lips grazed the side of my face before he whispered in my ear, “I hope you don’t mind a little PDA.”

I did the same and replied, “We’re in public?”
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After we left the park we went back to the b&b. We wanted to go do something like see a movie, go to a mall, just…something fun! But sadly jet lag wasn’t making that seem as fun as we knew it’d be if we waited.

Luckily dinner was being served that night. So after we watched some television, as soon as it was time, we went downstairs. There was another couple that came in a few seconds after we did. We only said hello as we passed them when we left, though. It didn’t take us long to decide what we wanted and they said they’d call us when it was done.

Harry and I texted the guys while we waited. When he left to get the food, I continued to do so without him.

“What’s so funny?” Harry asked when he came back in the middle of me laughing so hard I ended up lying on my side.

“Nothing.” I said trying to stop. But it was too late. He got on the bed next to me and tried taking the phone, but I rolled over and covered it before he could.

As if I wasn’t laughing enough, he began to tickle me until he finally pried it away. “Oh, that’s attractive.” he said after seeing the picture that Niall had sent. “Very.” I replied.

The picture was taken over a year ago; definitely before we had met. It was taken at a sleepover the guys had had over the summer. Harry had fallen asleep, so they had stuck various food and things in his mouth: chips, candy, stuff like that. Apparently this happens often when they’re together. Especially when they were younger.

We texted them a bit more while and after we ate. Once we stopped, we decided to watch a movie. I picked one of his favorites, Love Actually.

We snuggled close together on the bed like we always do when we watch movies in my bedroom. It’s so weird being in a different bed, in a different house, in a different country.

I was really enjoying the movie, but soon my eyelids became too heavy. I was closing my eyes so often, I completely lost track of what was going on. After a while the only thing that could catch my attention was Harry’s laughter. Not that I minded. His laugh is the best.

By the end of the movie, Harry had fallen asleep as well. His face looks so sweet and peaceful. We were already in our pajamas, so instead of waking him up, I took the extra cover and covered us up. I’m fine with sleeping outside of the sheets and I’m sure he’d agree.

I snuggled up close to him just as he said quietly, “Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”
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I guess sleeping so much during the movie messed me up. I ended up sleeping for a half an hour before waking up. After that I found it hard to fall asleep again. I didn’t want to bother Harry, so I got my phone for entertainment until I felt like trying to sleep was a worthy cause.

It’s so funny how that little girl talked to both of us. What are the odds?

I almost brought her up, but I was waiting to see if he would. Maybe he felt silly for talking to a little girl about our relationship? Ha, who am I kidding? Harry? Afraid of seeming silly? That’s funny.

I didn’t think about it for a while though. I guess we were just so happy to not be upset with each other, we just wanted to let it go and move on.

I wonder if we’ll ever see her again. There’s no reason that we would. That’s kind of sad, really.

She was so adorable. I loved her name. It’s just so unique. I wonder what it means. I love looking up the meanings of names.

Since I had my phone, I decided to look now. As soon as I found it I had to cover my mouth to keep from gasping too loud. Next to her name, it simply said that it meant, “peacemaker.”

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