*Reagan's POV*
As the car came to a slow halt, my hands were already on the handle of the car door, anxious to to get inside the airport that mostly held a negative memory. Everything started and ended here for me when I think about it. Stepping foot into this airport not only gave me a chance to expand my horizons as a student, but it also gave me the chance to finally experience life, love, and heartbreak in a way that was earth shaking; changing everything for me. When we come into the building I stopped while my eyes continued to scan the room past those waiting for either a taxi, a shuttle, or a loved one to pick them up. There were hundreds of people standing by, but I knew that I would be able to spot him first. Out of the entire crowd I knew that the only one that I would truly see was him.

Channel sat silently observing me with a smile on her face. I have so much to say to her. I have so many questions and things to say, most of it mainly being thank you, but as my eyes continued to scan my mouth stayed shut in anticipation. It almost feels like this is a dream and I’m still in bed back at Channel’s apartment imagining this moment, but as soon as I see Harry at the top of the escalator my feet begin to gravitate towards him. My heart drums in a rapid cadence against my ribs as my eyes finally connect with those of a crystallized emerald mixed possibly with that of sapphire and gold specks.

His stare is intense and I can’t help the smile that crosses my lips as tears of complete and utter joy fall uninhibitedly from my eyes while gravity pulls him to me the same way it did I to him. He gently pushes past people who stood in his path on the slowly descending stairs; going down them two at a time, never breaking eye contact with me as he did. For a minute I thought that he would fall because he moved so quickly, but before I knew it he’d dropped his bags at my feet and I was immediately in his arms where I always want to be. Where I feel safest and most secure.

“Don’t cry.”

Harry whispered to me as he held onto me tightly. My head was buried in the crook of his neck, but when I raised it to look at him I realized that he could have easily been talking to himself. His eyes glistened as his fingers ran slowly through my thick locks of hair but his tears never fell. Using the pad of his thumb, he wiped the moisture from under my eyes and I found my hands mimicking his previous movements as my fingers traced through his unruly tufts. His hair has grown undeniably longer.It didn’t seem that way when we talked on face time, but I like the way that it falls around his face and curls around my fingers, giving me something more of him to hold on to.The soft texture of it lets me know that he’s actually standing here in front of me.

Harry rest his forehead against mine with his eyes closed giving me time to think of at least a thousand things that I want to say to him. Just as I open my mouth to speak, he shakes his head slightly, knowing me too well.

“Shh. Don’t say anything,” his eyes open slowly before his lips tug into a lazy smile, “I missed you so much that another hour would have probably killed me, let alone twelve more fucking days.” Harry chuckles before he continues, but as he talks my eyes fall on his lips wondering why exactly they aren’t yet on mine.

“Reagan, I–”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“What?” Harry looks at me still smiling even though I’ve cut him off.

“Why didn’t you tell me? You and Channel, she knew too. You both kept this from–”

“Jesus, glasses! I fly halfway across the world to see you and you’re nagging at me.” Harry tries to sound grumpy, but I can see him biting the side of his mouth to keep a fake scowl on his face. “Shut the fuck up and–”

My lips greedily intercept Harry's sentence. The fullness of them still felt soft as they moved in sync mine even though they were slightly chapped,no doubt from him chewing on them. We were still in a very crowded airport, but for a moment this was our little piece of heaven where only he and I existed. I was easily lost in the kiss; so lost in him that I had almost forgotten that Channel was here and part of the reason that Harry was as well.

I reluctantly pulled away opening my eyes to once more look at the beautiful man in front of me. His eyes were still closed and when he opened them, the lazy satisfied smile graced his lips again before his bottom lip went between his teeth, nibbling lightly.

“I love you Reagan.”

“I love you so much, Harry.”

I pecked his lips one more time savoring every second of this bliss he's created within me before Channel loudly cleared her throat. When I turned around to face her, Harry held my hand, only allowing me to wrap one of my arms around her shoulders.

“Thank you Channel. I owe you everything.” Channel quickly wiped a tear and mascara from under her eyes before she smiled at me. She glanced at Harry momentarily before she breathed out nodding towards the direction of where the car was parked.

“Lets go. We still have to figure out where he’s staying. Seeing as how we can't get him a hotel room ourselves.”

"One of America's faults."

Harry mumbled under his breath as he bent down to pick up his bags, his fingers still laced with mine. We held on to each other as if the other would disintegrate into thin air if either of us let go.

“He can stay with me.”

“Really? Do you think that’s a good idea Rea-Tard?” Channel walked closer to me and lowered her voice so that I would be the only one to hear what she had to say. “When are you going to tell him about?...” Channel’s eyes trailed down to my stomach and I covered it with my free hand quickly.

“God, Channel! He just got here and I can tell he’s tired. I’ll tell him. I will. Just not right now. Not today.”

“Your mom thinks you’re pregnant too. She knows you’re dating him. Do you think its a good idea to have him stay at your house given those circumstances?”

"I'll figure out something, but until then he'll be fine."

I looked over at Harry and he grinned at me again unknowingly, pulling me closer to him. For the first time in a while my blood seemed to rush through my veins again at the simplest touch, making every problem and inhibition I might have had go out the window. Harry’s arm wrapped around my waist as we walked out of the airport and he kissed my cheek causing a smile come to my face and butterflies that have been sleeping for so long rise in the pit of my stomach and down to my center before I spoke.

“I’ll talk to my parents. We have a guest room. I’m sure they’ll let you stay there. They’ve been wanting to meet you for a while now anyway.”

While Harry raised his eyebrows and grinned I saw Channel’s eyebrows furrow for a split second out of the corner of my eye before she nodded her head slightly. I know she disagrees with me, but right now nothing could stop the feeling that I have. For the first time in a long time, I feel safe, happy, and complete.

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“How was your flight?” I ask Harry when we get into the car. I sit in the back seat with him, my head lying on his shoulder as he runs his fingers through my hair massaging my scalp in a tender loving way.

Channel teases and bickers while she drives, telling us that she’s not a taxi and be sure to tip her when we get to our destination, but I ignore her and laugh. I swear I think Harry smirks at one of her chides as well, but seeing as the two of them supposedly can’t stand each other, I know that can’t be true.

“Long. But, I’ve done it before though. A couple of times.”

Harry yawns and his eyes begin to droop as he shares another part of his life with me that I was unaware of. He’s so tired, but all I can think about is how handsome he looks as he tries to force his eyes to stay open. There’s a light stubble around his mouth that goes down to his chin signifying how if he let it grow fully he would have a goatee.

“You never told me you’ve been to California before.”

Harry’s eyes were closed but they snap open again after I speak as if he were startled.

“Yeah...Clive um–he owned some shit out here, so while he was living– we would fly out here with him when he had to do things for business.”

I nod my head feeling bad that this isn’t a place where H. can come and be free of burdened memories. Hopefully while he’s here I can free him of them, even if it’s only for a little while.

My mind travels thousands of miles away back to England and a shiver goes down my spine. Harry rubs his hand languidly up and down my back to sooth the chill, but I have to ask him the question that’s been shuffling in my head for hours, even though I’m scared to know the answer.

“How did the trial go? What happened with Peyton?”

Harry’s hand stop its movement and when I look up at him a deep malachite shade of green replaces the crystal color that was there only seconds ago. I see Channel eye him intently through the rear view mirror, just as eager to know the details of everything as I am.

“I don’t want to talk about that right now.” H's jaw clenches and his voice is stern making my concern about the trial skyrocket more than it had been before.

I nod my head and Harry’s breath taking eyes gradually change back to their normal color as he calms himself down.

Notes

( My Happy Edit :') )

Hello BEAUTIES! How are you all? Sorry its taken me a long time to update, but I hope you all aren't disappointed that this one is a bit shorter. The more I wrote on the chapter, the more I realized that I wanted to keep this chapter short and sweet because the next chapter is going to be another one of those where a lot goes on and we both know that can either be a good thing...or a bad thing. ;} :). THEY'RE FINALLY BACK TOGETHER AND I'M HAPPY ON THE INSIDE! How about you guys? I was talking to wonderful . and I was telling her that I hope that the chapter wasn't like...I don't know, cheesy I guess? I can't wait to read and reply to what you all think!! SO PLEASEE LOAD ME UP WITH COMMENTS IN THAT LITTLE COMMENTS SECTION BELOW?! You guys know how I feel about comments (they literally complete me)! Also,PLEASE VOTE AND SUB if you're reading this and enjoying? Votes and Subs make me as happy as comments! As always, YOU ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE YOU ALL FOR READING! ~ NA-NIGHT (or good morning depending on where you are in the world) Xx

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