I laid beside Enola silently, waiting for her to wake up. I didn't want to wake her when she wasn't ready. She had been up for a very long time the day before. We didn't go to bed until well after two in the morning. We'd been having make up sex since Eleanor and Louis had left our room. I let my fingers dance down her spine slowly and softly. I kissed her bare shoulder lovingly when she stirred a bit.
"Bear?" Enola murmured as her eyes opened. I smiled and shushed her. "Hold me." Enola commanded. She must've woken because she'd not felt the warmth she did normally when we slept in the same bed. "Why are you awake? Go back to sleep, baby." Enola grunted quietly at me.
"What were you and Eleanor talking about last night?" I asked her gently. I didn't want to make her angry or make it impossible for her to go back to sleep.
"Nothing. Just future plans stuff. Like what we were going to do while you fools were on tour and we were stuck at home." She replied in a yawn. I liked the answer. It was something I was so happy to hear. "Go back to sleep Harry." Enola muttered once again.
"I'm not sleepy, baby. Sleep as long as you want. I'll be right here holding you." I whispered.
"Think of something fun you want to do between working. I don't want to be cooped up all day." Enola stated before falling back into a deep sleep on my chest. I twisted her long, blonde locks around my fingers slowly and gently. I kissed her forehead softly when she held me even tighter.
"I'm not going anywhere, baby." I whispered to her.
"Harry!" Enola giggled as I dragged her into another shop near the hotel. I couldn't decide on anything better to do, so we were basically playing dress up. She'd gotten mad at me in the last shop because I bought her a dress that she'd tried on without her knowing. I loved the way it looked on her. The pastel color made her skin so much brighter and she looked like the girl I fell in love with in Italy. Plus, lavender was just her color. "No buying me anything this time." Enola commanded as she leaned against my chest.
"Bullshit. I'll buy you whatever I want. You deserve to be treated like a damn queen and that's exactly what I am going to do." I beamed at her.
Enola pouted, "What am I going to do with all of these pretty things? I can't bring them home."
I grinned again, "Bring them to your studio. Then when it's time for you to leave for London, you can pack them up and wear them for me."
Enola bit her lip, "You know, I have a surprise for you for later."
I lifted my eyebrow, "Yeah?" Enola just nodded, still chewing on her bottom lip. I kissed her roughly, "I can't wait." Enola snickered and dragged me to the men's section of the store. I laughed quietly as she looked through a bunch of shirts. She seemed so concentrated on what she was doing. I knew she was trying to find me something that she wanted to see me in. It was what I had done to her in the last shop. She glanced over at me for a moment then smirked. She pulled a few shirts off the rack, making sure they were my size.
"What now, Bear?" Enola asked of me as we exited the shop. I shrugged and shook my head. I didn't know what to do. "Come on. We can do anything right now. What do you want to do?" She asked, sounding so giddy. I stopped and pulled her against me again. Her chest rested against me, making me tingle a little.
"What has gotten into you today? You are acting so strange." I said gazing into her eyes. Enola lifted her eyebrow. "You are very...you are acting like a sixteen year old girl." I explained the best I could.
"It couldn't have anything to do with the fact that I am out with you." Enola giggled as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "It couldn't have anything to do that you and I are standing on the street, that I'm kissing the man I love in front of everyone?" Enola beamed up at me. I smiled when it dawned on me. "I am so happy that I am here with you and things feel so..." Enola trailed off.
"Right? The way they are supposed to be?" I smirked slightly. Enola nodded quickly. "Come to London with me. Fuck waiting on the lawyer, just come with me." I blurted. Enola just giggled and shook her head. "Why? We know that this is what we want. Just come with me." I pleaded.
"And just get one week with you?" Enola inquired sadly. "One week then you're going to leave me for tour." Her voice was genuinely sad.
I shook my head, "It doesn't have to be that way. You can come with me. We can do all of the touristy things in every city so you can take photos. You don't have to stay in London when I'm not going to."
"Can I have a couple of days to think about it?" Enola asked shyly.
"Of course. I'm not going to tell you to make a major life decision in an instant. But I have to tell Paul and the other guys that you're touring with me as soon as you decided." I stated meekly. I didn't want to upset her. Enola nodded then pressed her forehead to my chest. She breathed slowly and deeply. I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly, "Why don't we go back to the hotel and have a nap before the next interview?" Enola agreed without hesitation. I felt bad at that moment. I stressed her out with such a big question on the spot. "Noli?" I murmured as we headed back to the hotel hand in hand. She turned her eyes up to mine. "I love you." I smiled pushing my forehead to hers.
She smiled weakly, "I love you." I kissed her hair gently before pulling her into my side.
sorry that its just a bit of filler. a good bit is coming in the next chapter but it will be kind of short.