Love Will Tell Us Where To Go

“Who is it?”

“It’s Chloe.” I replied. “It’s 11:40 where she is. That’s not that weird, but why would she call so many times?” I asked out loud but I knew he couldn’t answer me.

“You better call her. And hey, don’t freak out. It might not be anything serious or bad.”

I called her and only waited a single ring before she answered. “Megan! Thank God you’re still awake. I would have died if I had to wait to talk to you tomorrow.”

“Chloe, what’s going on? Is it serious?”

She hesitated a second too long. “Yes.”’

I didn’t get a chance to speak before she added, “I mean, I’m sure it’ll be fine, it’s just - “

“Chloe! You’re killing me! Tell me.” I laughed a bit but I was beginning to panic.

“Sorry. Okay, so earlier tonight at like…six to eight, Niall and I were Skyping. My mom must have over heard me talking because later on I over heard her telling my dad about…some stuff we said.”

“What stuff?”

“Well…we talked about you guys. About how we can’t believe what they’re doing and that they’re getting away with it. We also talked about how excited we are to see you guys again soon. I said that it wouldn’t be long until they would be here and that all four of us could Skype then.”

“Wait, are you telling me that your parents know about us leaving London without permission?”

That got Harry’s attention. He hurried to my side with a panicked expression.

“No. Not necessarily.” She sighed before saying, “She told my dad that she’s concerned about you. She’s not sure what she heard. All she knows is that for some reason you guys are planning on coming to see me. I assume she thinks it’s not with permission.”

“We were going to lie about that anyway. I mean, it’s not too big of a deal, is it?”

“Hopefully. I hope she didn’t hear anything else.”

“Did you say anything else - you know what, I don’t even need to know. We’ll just stick with the plan of telling her that my mother is letting Harry and I visit you for a while.”

“I’m sure they’re going to confront me tomorrow. What should I do?”

“Just tell them what I told you.”

“I’m sorry, Megan.”

“Don’t feel bad. It was a mistake. Just be careful from now on. Only text about stuff like that.”

“I really can’t wait until you guys get here.”

“Me too.” I said. “So, you and Niall…”

“He’s so freaking adorable.” I can’t even see her but I could just tell that she was blushing.

“Have you told him?”

“Yeah…I called him before you guys. Sorry. I just wanted to make sure I remembered everything that she might have heard that she shouldn’t have.”

“It’s fine. And thanks for calling.”

“No problem. It’s already after midnight where you are, right?”

“Yup. Almost one.”

“I better go. It’s late here too and I have a birthday party to go to tomorrow. Oops.”

I laughed and said, “Yeah, you probably should. I’m exhausted too. Goodnight. And tell me if anything new happens as soon as you can.”

“I will! Goodnight!”

I hung up and set my phone back on the nightstand before falling back on the bed. Harry did the same.

After catching him up on what’s going on he wrapped an arm around me and brought me closer to him. Because we’re facing each other I snuggled closer and rested my head against his chest.

It seemed like seconds went by when I opened my eyes to discover that I was now under the covers. Harry was asleep and it was almost two. I turned back over and closed my eyes, determined to focus on sleep and not worrying.
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Thankfully Chloe called at noon to let us know that everything is fine. Her mom did ask her about me, but she convinced her that my mother is allowing Harry and I to visit.

I knew she’d most likely believe it, but I was afraid that she wouldn’t believe that Harry would be allowed to come too. I doubt many parents would find it normal for a mother to let her daughter and her daughter’s boyfriend to travel to another country alone.

Except she actually did. Normally you’d think her mom would call mine. I mean, she is flying her child out without even asking if it’s okay for her to stay. I guess my mother is just that intimidating. Or maybe it’s just believable that she would do that. It’s probably a little of both.

After getting that relieving news, we decided to go ahead and get something else over with: finding out how much money we have left.

We started off with $5,000, but now we have $1,770.53 left.

“I guess that’s not…too bad?” he said hesitantly.

“We have almost $2,000…when you think about how much money that is, it’s not too bad.”

“But when you consider how much we had to begin with…and we’ve already gotten down to that much in a week…”

“But our biggest expenses are behind us. From now until we get to Chloe’s, all we have to do is buy food and gas. And merchandise at the concert.”

“Priorities.” he said with a smile.
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I’m amazed at how well I can manage to not think about what my mother is doing about my absence at any given moment. As long as we’re busy, I’m fine.

But the two days before the concert weren’t busy enough. At first it was easy to occupy my time. But it’s amazing how little time it takes to listen to a bands album.

Besides that, all we did was watch television shows, movies, and went out twice; once for lunch and once for dinner.

“What’s wrong, babe?” He has his arm draped over my shoulder and is lightly rubbing my arm. I started thinking too much about halfway through the show we started watching a few minutes ago. With a sigh I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Nothing has happened.”

“What do you mean?”

“My mother hasn’t called. It doesn’t seem like I’m being looked for. Of course I’m happy about that but - “

“What is she doing?”

“Exactly.” I mean, seriously. What does she think? Does she believe me? There’s no ways she won’t call the police and say I’m missing or kidnapped at some point. But when? Not until I get to my father hopefully.

“Worrying won’t help any, you know.”

“Oh, really? Thank you for the amazing advice.” I rolled my eyes before playfully shoving him.

“I’m trying to help!” his smile quickly faded. “You just need to be distracted. The concert is tomorrow. That should work.”

“But what about the next day? And the next day? Every day that passes, the more paranoid I get. I just wish I could meet him already and get things figured out.”

He held my hand in his and looked at me intently as he said, “Where are we, Megan?”

“…on a bed.”

“You think you’re so funny.” he said with a sarcastic smile.

“What can I say? Being around you so much has caused your humor to rub off on me.”

“Oh, okay. I see how it is.” He folded his arms and dramatically looked away from me.

“Aw, did I hurt your feelings?”

“Yes. Yes you did.” he made his voice crack to sound like he was crying.

“I’m sorry.” I grabbed his arm to get him to turn around, but he moved and replied, “Don’t touch me.”

“Come on, look at me.”

Silence.

“Am I getting the silent treatment now?”

More silence.

“Fine. I can ignore you too.” I turned to have my back face him and folded my arms as well.
About a minute went by before I decided to turn around. Not that I got the chance to. Harry had pinned me down on the bed and began to kiss me.

“If this is still the silent treatment then we should fight more often.” I said when we stopped kissing. He still had me pinned down though.

“I hate fighting. I don’t even like pretending.”

“I agree. This is much better.”

“Now, once again, where are we?”

“Charlotte, North Carolina in America.”

“Where were we before that?”

“Raleigh.”

“And before that?”

“London. Harry, why are you - “

“Did you think that we would make it to Charlotte when we were in London?”

“Well…I mean…”

“You were scared to death, weren’t you? I know you were. I was too. But look at us; we did it. And we’ll get to Minneapolis, Minnesota too. Everything is going to be fine. You know how I know?”

“How?” I asked with genuine curiosity.

“I have you with me.”

I smiled back at him as I moved some of his hair behind his ear so I could see his face more.

“And you always will.”

His eyes lit up at what I said, and it honestly made me want to cry.

“Just take one day at a time, love. The day when everything comes together will be here soon enough.”

“You’re right. I’m sure we’ll be able to find enough ways to distract me until then.”

“I think I know of one.” he said before kissing me.

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