Harry's POV

“Thank you.” It's the most I've heard from her in almost two months. We are officially on break until they announce another tour which as of right now I don't know anything about. This tour has been wonderful, I've met incredible people and I've been more then blessed with my job. If I can even call it a job, it's too much fun to be called a job. But I can't wait to see Elliot. If she'll see me I guess.

I actually quietly arrived back in LA, no mob was waiting for me this time. I was able to get in my car with minimal people taking pictures and asking for autographs. I drove to my house and was not surprised to see nothing of Elliot. My house was clean, of course, because of my housekeeper but searching high and low Elliot left nothing behind. Not even Luna.

I knew she would take Luna, she couldn't leave a kitten here on her own without feeling bad. But I had to get her back. If I couldn't have Elliot I at least wanted Luna, who was given to me by Elliot. I know that she's living above her yoga studio now, what can I say, Joe and I are best friends now.

I unpack quickly, it's still early in the afternoon on Saturday, but I am tired, I've been up for over 20 hours but that doesn't matter to me. I take a shower to get the airplane recycled air smell off my body and all but run to my Rover to go see Elliot. I have no plan in my head I just want to see her and talk to her again. I stop to get her favorite flowers. A guy can't come completely unprepared right?

I park in the back and walk up the outside balcony. The studio is only open in the mornings on the weekends so I can't go up that way. I calm myself before I knock on the door and wait. There's no peephole, which I don't really like but Elliot is a big girl now, I have to realize that.

I hear footsteps and the door pull open.

“Harry.” Her eyes wide like she's seen a ghost.

“Hi Elliot.” I'm sure I have a creepy smile on my face but she just looks amazing. No more cast, not more bruises and stitches. Her long blonde hair has been curled down her back. She's wearing her signature black leggings and a plain pink tank top. Simple. Elliot style. “Can I come in?” I ask smiling.

“I'd rather you didn't.” She grabs the door and goes to close it but I stick my foot in before she can silently cursing for the pain.

“Please Elliot, I just need to talk to you.” She peeks between the crack and I see her eyes falter like she's thinking. “Please.” She looks away and opens the door fully scooting away to allow me room to walk in to her place.

I watch her adjust her hair and fidget with herself as I walk past her and she shuts the door. I just want to hug her, push her against the wall and make out with her and take her to bed but obviously I can't do that. I'll just see how this plays out.

I have no idea where I'm walking, just following the hallway towards the light. I casually look to my left and see a bathroom and then a closed door, what I'm assuming is her bedroom, then finally to an open area where her kitchen is with a small table and couch with a TV, its smaller then I thought it would be but it's perfect for Elliot. It screams Elliot.

“You want something to drink?” I turn and see her leaning against the small island in the kitchen looking at me.

“Um, you have any tea?” I ask pulling out a chair.

“I do.” She turns the stove on and sets the kettle on it, then turns and rummages through the cabinet for tea packets. “What kind? I have Breakfast tea, mint, green, and black.” She avoids eye contact with me.

“I'll just have some black tea with-”

“Two sugars and one ice cube. I know Harry.” She brings the cups down and prepares two for us.

“Thank you. I-uh, got these for you.” I hand her the flowers and she accepts, bringing them into the kitchen to put in water.. I look around taking her place in. I see the “presents” I got her for her birthday displayed on the fake fireplace. That makes me a little bit more at ease. At least she liked it. “I like your place.”

“Thank you, they're still my favorite. And thanks, I'm still trying to settle in so it's not exactly perfect but it's getting there. How was the rest of the tour?” She sips her tea obviously uncomfortable.

“It was good. Loud. I think my ears still hurt actually.” I laugh and catch Elliot trying to hold back a smile. “But I'm glad to be back.”

“When did you get home?”

I turn to look at the clock, “About two hours ago.” She smiles big that time and looks away almost embarrassed. Something catches my eye and I turn to see Luna. I look back and see Elliot smile.

“Luna, come here.” She clicks her tongue and Luna hops on her lap she picks her up and passes her to me. “Someone missed you.”She smiles as Luna curls herself up and lays on her lap. “You can take her back if you want, she is technically yours.” She wraps her hands around her cup and takes a sip.

“Can we talk about the elephant in the room?” I ask.

“If you want to.”

“I'm just so sorry. I don't know what else I can say about it anymore. I just wake up every day so upset about what I did, how I jumped to conclusions. I'm not making excuses for myself but tour life is not easy. It's fun at times but its mainly stressful and I don't make the best decisions.” I try to explain.

“I understand moving around, Harry, I really do. But I don't understand why you would just assume I wanted a break from us and I just wanted to be done. I would have never ended things with you over the phone like that.” She brings her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them, tucking her chin between her knees.

“I just don't know what else to say.” I rub my hands over my face in frustration. “I've just spent everyday wishing I could kiss you and hold you and just be next to you. I don't like Lou like that, I never have, she's just a friend. She's actually back with Lux's dad now, thinking about quitting tour life because Lux is getting older. I don't know why I've said that out loud actually.” My brain is all jumbled.

“I just can't forgive you for this Harry. I mean, what if I kissed one of my friends? Not only kissed but got a hotel room with them and slept with them in the same bed? A friend who I've known for years, that knows almost every thing about me. How would you feel?”

“I'd be devastated.” I lower my eyes in shame. I don't know how I'd feel if Elliot kissed someone else. Putting myself in her shoes it just makes me sad. “Can we just be friends again at least?” I ask hopeful.

“I don't know if I can be friends with you Harry. It's just too hard. We have too many memories. To much heart ache to just be friends.” She lets tears escape from her eyes as she tries to wipe them quickly and hide them.

“Please don't cry. I hate seeing you cry. I know I'm the one whose made you cry but you're too beautiful to cry.” I stand up and carefully put Luna on the chair picking up the napkin I have to wipe her eyes. “Don't feel bad, this is all my fault. You did nothing wrong. I will spend my whole life wishing you happiness.” I force a smile and turn to walk away. “I'll leave Luna with you.” I scratch under her chin one last time and head towards the hallway to walk out. I hear Elliot sniffle even more and I'm just so upset I try to choke back the tears.

“Harry, wait!” I turn to see Elliot almost running after me as she all but slams into me wrapping her arms around me and burring her face in my chest. “Please don't leave me. I love you.”

“Say it again.” I place my chin on her head.

“I love you.”

“One more time.” I hear her laugh.

“I love you more.” She lifts her head and slightly lets go bringing her lips to mine and her hands up to the back of my neck drawling me in as we connect lips. Quickly I find familiarity with her and it's like nothing I've ever felt before. This is true love.

Notes

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