Half A Heart

~ Capri's POV ~

Anticipation crawled across my heated skin as I awaited Harry's arrival impatiently. My plane just landed and I'm aware that I'm smiling widely to nothing or no one. I could care less what people thought because I was here. In Paris. To visit my boyfriend after eight days of being apart.

"Capri!" My heart stopped. I jumped from my seat and ran into Harry's open arms, our chests collided and he lifted me up by my bottom as my legs wrapped around his waist. My face nuzzled in his neck, I breathed him in. My senses buzzing from the familiar scent of Harry, the one that I loved so much.
"I missed you so much, Harry." I mumbled against his neck and he kissed right below my ear, sending me to a small giggle.

"I missed you too." I smiled widely, reminiscing his presence, savoring his touch. I removed my head from it's hiding place and wrapped my arms around Harry's neck, as he continued to keep me off the ground. I dipped down and pressed my mouth to his. With just the slightest touch, desire ripped through me, spiked in a place only he could trigger. His mouth moved against my lips, coaxing, begging. My mouth opened and our tongues met in an eruption that had been building for too many days. He kissed me deeper, and my fingers thread through the curls of his hair and tugged to bring him closer. "Capri." He murmured at my mouth, pulling our lips apart.

"We're in public." He smiled, and I sighed, knowing he was right. But still, I pouted.

"Fine." I agreed with a huff and I dropped my legs to the ground. He kissed my nose and we walked over to his car, receiving many judged glances from people around.

Yeah, that's right. I kissed my boyfriend, who happens to be on tour, for the first time in eight days. Deal with it.

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I fixed my hair slightly, and Zayn walked into the bathroom of the hotel room Harry and I were sharing. Oddly, Zayn was here to pick me up and take me to my date with Harry. He looked at me through the mirror and smiled.

"Is this formal enough?" I joked and he laugh, remembering Harry's words from earlier: It's very formal...so dress to code.

"You look lovely. Harry will freak when he sees you." I turn to him and hug my best friend. He hugged me back, encasing me in his comfort. I missed everybody, and I'm afraid I won't want to travel all the way back to England after these short few days with my family. Except for Darcy, she's staying with Jade and Beth this weekend.

"Okay, I'm ready to go." I smiled and grabbed my white purse from the counter top. He nodded and we both exited the hotel, I followed closely behind Zayn as we squeezed past the men with cameras, and fans with signs.

I bit at my lip, once inside the car, to cover my emotion. I didn't know if I could ever feel better than I did right now. A sense of awe sank deep into my bones as we drove through the city of love. Never before had I seen such beauty, the memory will forever cover me as an embrace. I guess when I'd agreed to this date I thought Harry would be the one driving me there, but no. It's my best friend and a sense of mystery has fallen over me, curiosity getting my better side.

My heart stopped when we pulled into a parking space...it was a parking space...located left of the Eiffel Tower. The landmark was still across a lawn the size of a football field but I smiled and exited the car.
"You got her?" Zayn popped his head out the window, and yelled to someone. I turned around and smiled at Niall. He nodded at Zayn and without a goodbye my friend drove out of the parking lot.

"What's going on?" I asked the blonde, my insides jerking with every possible conclusion.

"No time for questions! We have to walk." He flung his hand out in the direction of the tower and I smiled. I removed my white pumps from my feet as the two of us started our walk.

"How are you?" I asked him, peering at him through the side of my eye.

"I'm great. How are you?" I smiled at my friend.

"I'm really happy. I don't know why I'm just...Happy." I shrugged and he laughed.

"You look happy. You're glowing, Capri...I'm glad you're happy." Throughout the walk we kept up random conversation until we reached the entrance of the Eiffel Tower. I squealed and looked up in awe. How did they build this thing? I should look that up later.

"Bye Capri." Niall waved and walked off. I stood by myself for a few moments until Louis and Liam ran up to me. Out of breath, and laughing they hugged me.

"Sorry we're late. We came from up there," Liam pointed to the top of the building, "and we ran all the way down the stairs." I laughed at the two and they took my shoes from my hands.

"I'll hold these. Let's go...we have some stairs to climb." Liam said and I followed them through the security check entrance. The stairs are black and spiral, all that way to the first floor. Hopefully that's how far we have to climb these stairs. I hate stairs in general. They asked me random questions on the way up and I was exhausted by the third floor.

"Guys. How far are we going?" I half whine and they laugh at my lack of energy.

"One more level, come on." Louis held his hand out to me and I took it, as we started on our last set of stairs. He pulled me up the stairs and we finally stopped at our floor.

"Alright, love. Go right in there. We'll see you soon." Liam said and they hugged me goodbye and started to walk up another flight of steps. Damn.

I followed his instructions and opened the door to the floor. Harry had his back to me as he look out to the view. I shut the door and he quickly turned to meet the sound the door had caused. He smiled. This heart-lurching, earth-shattering smile that always sent me into a frenzy of different emotions. The night was now dark, the candles and lights of the Eiffel Tower contrasted his features perfectly and I slipped my pumps back on my cold feet. Curls of brown hair had come lost from the messy style he had tried to tame it into, pieces sticking out in every direction. His chin was held strong in an emotion I didn't understand, his mouth twisted in the smile. But his eyes...I got lost immediately in the expression of his face that conveyed everything I wanted him to feel.

"You look amazing." He told me, his throat bobbed as he swallowed and sucked up every image he could of my appearance.

"Thank you." Internally, I cautioned myself. Images of last weekend sped in blips across my vision. I thought of how he begged for my touch, before I satisfied him with my mouth. I blushed at the mere image of him pinned to the wall...completely helpless to my control. I enjoyed it just as much as he did. I'm sure of it.

"What are you thinking about?" He asks, and takes long strides to meet me. He took one of my hands in his and kissed my knuckles. I flushed. Oh you know...me giving you a blow job last weekend.

Ha. No.

If I could have, I would have turned away to hide the heat rising to my cheeks. Harry wet his lips. His question had me pinned, but I stayed silent as I looked at his features...adoring his presence. "Last weekend." I decided to respond and a wistful smile threatened at the corner of my mouth.

"Yeah? What part of last weekend?" He teases and I shove his shoulder back slightly, he laughs and hugs me to him. I wanted reassurance from him, for him to ease the ache that had bound itself to the beat of my heart, for him to say he has missed me the same way I have missed him.

As if he found as much relief in the contact as I did, a sigh fluttered from Harry's mouth, and he kisses the top of my head. "Look where we are," he said, and lead me to the edge of the tower to peer over the beautiful city. Most of the buildings were lit gorgeously, and street lights varied from different colors due to celebrations.

"It's beautiful." I breathe, and he looks at me. I pretend not to notice his gaze, keeping my focus on the view, as we stand in a comfortable silence. It really was breathtakingly beautiful, I think it's so amazing here because everyone is so nice and welcoming...the people are the reason for it's beauty and that makes it better than any other place on the planet.

"I've seen prettier." My eyes met his intense stare on me and I knew what he was talking about.
"Really?" I ask and he nods his head. He leaned against the railing, taking both my hands and pulling me flush to him. My smile grew. "And what would that be?"

"Just some girl I love." He shrugs and I laugh. He joins me, making my heart swell. The sound lands in my ears in the most graceful way, my pulse stutters. Harry brushed his fingers under my elbow, causing a shiver to run through my body.

"So, why did you send the idiots to get me here?" I ask him, and he chuckles at our nickname for the boys. Very accurate nickname, might I add.

"Tonight is special, and I had to get some things ready up here...each of them said they wanted to get you up here. It was just going to be Zayn but they were all stubborn." He tells me and I kiss his lips. The love I'd been too scared to acknowledge before glowed and burned, whipped and stirred as it grew. His hold on my tightened as he leaned into the kiss we shared. Tender fingers came up to brush the hair from my face, settling his palm on my cheek. The gentle show of affection that weakened my knees and left me limp in his arms.

Something throbbed inside me, so deep it swallowed me whole. When Harry changed me, I didn't know. But he did. He's unhinged something that had been locked inside, something I'd never believed I wanted or even knew existed. But now, it's all I can see. The kiss was chaste, it was enough to reignite the ache had had left me with last weekend. This kiss was different than the one we shared at the airport. This one was...cautious, slow, beautiful. He grinned against my lips, and I did the same before pulling away from his mouth.

Green eyes gleamed as they traveled along my face, took in the length of my body. Laughter jutted from his throat as he took me in for the second time tonight. "You wore this to Shepard's wedding last year." I looked down to my dress to confirm his observation.

"I did, huh?" He kissed my temple and lead me to the table for two that was set up next to the open view. He pulled my chair our and I sat in it with a quiet 'thank you', he took the seat across from me and our legs immediately intertwined with one another.

The dinner went smoothly, we teased, touched, laughed, talked about the plans for the weekend ahead of us, Harry couldn't have gone through the dinner without a few sexual comments causing me to roll my eyes or blush. Both he found adorable, and ended up kissing my hand in reassurance. The food was exceptional, Harry had tried to pass it off as his but I wasn't having it. We shared more than a few kisses at the view, and unending compliments had been thrown out as loving observations.

"Capri, I love you. You know that don't you?" His expression turned serious and my heart thumped against my chest. Was he breaking up with me? The thought made my heart ache. I gulped and nodded my head in response. He dropped one of his knees to the ground and my breath caught in my throat. He kneeled in front of me while his shaky hands fumble through his sports jacket to pull out a dark purple box.

Oh my god. This was not a break up.

"I know you have been asked two times too many, and I understand the last time you possessed my last name I hurt you and I will spend the rest of my life making up for that. I'm gone a lot on tour but, Capri, I love you. I can't promise that I won't annoy you, or mess stuff up but I can promise you I will always be there for you. I can promise you that I will love you for the rest of my life. I have loved you since the first time I saw you and since then you have been a big part of me. Capri, you are my heart, my breath, my life and I want nothing more than to marry you. Again."

Notes

OH MY FUCKING GOD HARRY YOU SWEET HEART WHY DO YOU HAVE RO BE SO AMAZING? I just don't know...*sigh*

i got ONE comment last time....only ONE!

so, I won't update the next chapter until I have like...48! Jk...but srsly just comment please!!!

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