They Don't Know About Us
Forever and Always
Lexi’s P.O.V.
I wanted time to freeze, didn’t want to leave for Uni at all. How terrible could life be? I wasn’t gonna share my new year with the love of my life.
This is the final boarding call for all passengers booked on flight 356A to Paris. Please proceed to gate 5 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately five minutes time.
I just sat there not wanting to move at all.
I repeat. This is the final boarding call for all passengers to Paris. Thank you.
“Angel, you should go now,” Harry spoke breaking me out of my thoughts. I didn’t answer, instead nuzzled my face into his chest. “You want me to leave,” I asked a little hurt.
“Angel,” he whispered softly, as if calming a three-year-old, “I don’t want you to leave, but we both know you need to leave.”
I rolled my eyes in response, but I knew he was right. I looked at my shoes, trying to keep the tears from falling, no matter how many times I did it, I’d never get used to goodbye. “Don’t cry, love,” he stroked his thumb across my cheek.
“I love you,”
“And you know I love you more,”
“Goodbye Harry,”
“It’s not a goodbye, I’d rather call it a see you soon,” he smiled at me; I smiled back knowing it would came him happy. And I’d do anything to make him happy. I pecked his lips, then slung my bag over my shoulder and walked towards gate.
Harry’s P.O.V.
It took everything in me to not pull her back and never let her go, but I knew she had to do it. So I stood there watching her leave.
I reached the hotel in an hour, and started packing we had our next concert in California. “This will be the most terrible New Year,” El whined sitting cross-legged on my bed. “You think?” I mumbled throwing a pair of jeans in the bag. “Really who decides to have exams on New year?” Danielle spoke morosely. “It isn’t exactly New Year, I mean it’s two days after New Year,” I pointed out out. “Harry!” all of them chided me, like I was a two-year-old. “What?” I asked annoyed.
“Boys,” all three of them shook their head. “Jeez, women,” I muttered under my breath. What exactly was I doing with three girls in my room? Oh yeah, brooding about how I was going to miss my girlfriend. “Did she call yet?” Dani piped up. “No, Danielle, she left three hours ago,” I said through gritted teeth. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “No I’m sorry, I just… you all are with you’re all with your boyfriends and…” I looked away. “I’m sorry,” I finished, and zipped the bag.
“I’m sorry, Haz,” Eleanor smiled ruefully at me and ruffled my hair. I nodded, and they all got up to leave. I fell on my bed, waiting to hear my beautiful girl’s angelic voice, when she’d call me after five hours, five fucking hours!
Lexi’s P.O.V.
I got my luggage and headed towards Starbucks to grab coffee. While waiting for my order, I skimmed through the magazine rack, when a news caught my eyes.
Looks like our favorite couple Halexy will not be sharing their New Year’s kiss. Since Ecole Normale Superiere is having early exams. We really wished they were together after the short breakup they had during September, but When two people love each other, no time is too long, no distance is too far, and no one can tear them apart. Love you @Lexi_Tomlinson xoxo—Harry_Styles, We love you Halexy!
I wiped away a tear, and switched on my phone, dialing Harry’s number. “Hi,” I spoke shyly. “Hey, baby,” Harry replied cheerfully. My face broke into a grin, just hearing his voice makes my day, “Did you reach, safely?” he asked. “M-hmm,” I replied. “You’re getting very quote-y, today, huh?” I asked grinning sheepishly. “What?” he asked confused, “Oh, the tweet… Well its true, I love you more than anything,” he spoke seriously, “You know I hate waiting, but if waiting means being able to see you. I’ll wait as long as forever to be with you,” My heart melted in the freezing cold temperature of Paris, the words making me warm and fluttery on the inside. “I’m scared you love me more than I deserve, I’m scared I’ll not be able to stand up to your expectations,” I whispered. “My only expectation from you is to love me like you do, forever and always. To have faith in me…in us,” he replied softly. “I love you,” I smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “Good,” he said proudly.
“Lexi, your order’s ready,” I grabbed the coffee and headed outside. “Where are you guys today?” I asked shivering slightly as the cool breeze hit my face. “Leaving for California,” he said. “I wish I was there,” I mumbled. “Me too,” Harry muttered. “Please don’t spoil your mood because of me,” I begged, I hated seeing or hearing him upset. “I’m not. You’re the one thing that makes me happy, Angel,” he said sternly, leaving no reason for me to object. “Alright,” I muttered. “Where are you right now?” he asked concern evident in his voice. “Just heading to the flat,” I said switching the phone in my other hand, and trying to find my keys. “Found it,” I grinned triumphantly, and tried to shove the key in the lock, while shivering violently. Harry chuckled at my childishness, I could picture him shaking his head with a grin on his face. “You won’t believe how fucking cold it is here,” I spoke, switching the lights on. “I wish I was there to keep you warm,” he said morosely. “Harry!” I whined. “Fine, I’m very happy,” he said with fake-enthusiasm. I rolled my eyes.
“You home babe?” Belle yelled. “Yeah,” I replied wryly. “I’ll call you later, baby,” I told Harry. “Okay, Study well,” he spoke from the other line. “Fine, love you!” I said getting out of my boots. “Love ya, more,” I could hear the smirk in his voice. “Bye,” I muttered with a smile on my face. “Bye, love,” he said in a raspy voice, making me twice as crazy as I already am about him.
"I'm sorry, you can't spend your New year, with Harry," Belle said hugging me. "Me too," I mumbled. "You're lucky, Filipe is here," I told her, she grinned, "I know," she said excitement filling her voice. I smiled back, then went to my room, dropping my suitcase and myself on the bed. I closed my eyes, I was exhausted. Then opened them as quickly as I had shut them, I had to get to study, I reminded myself and rolled of the bed, taking a short, warm bath and returning to my bed, this time with my fat-arse books, though. Covering myself in the duvet I flipped through the pages of Catch-22.
"You're not asleep yet," Belle asked rubbing her eyes as she stood in front of my bedroom door. "Nu-uh," I answered, biting on my pencil. "Babe, get some sleep," she mumbled. I nodded, not paying attention to her words, I heard her faint footsteps, while I tried to memorize my history dates.
"No, she's sleeping... yeah...I don't know, but I woke up at three in the morning and she was studying... I'll let her know,"
"Who are you talking to?" I asked squinting at her. "She's up," she spoke to the phone. "Here, your boyfriend," she handed the phone to me and then a cup of hot-chocolate, I mouthed a thanks and cradled the phone between my ears and neck. "Did my call wake you up," Harry asked with concern. "No, babe, I just got up," I said telling off his concern. "Why were you up so late, anyway?" he asked strictly. "You told me to study well," I pointed out. "God! Angel," he exasperated, making me giggle. "Don't stress yourself so much, I know you'll do well," he told me. I rolled my eyes as we bantered back and forth.
"Harry!" I whined. "What?" he asked confused. "Do you realize, I've been talking to you for over three hours, I need to study," I blamed him. "Alright, princess. Bye."
"Bye," I mumbled, I knew I had to study, but I wanted to talk to him, "Love ya," I said.
"Love you more," he replied, taking away some of my gloominess. I turned back to my books, not bothering to take a shower.
"C'mon girl, take a break. You're making me feel stupid," Belle said the next day. I rolled my eyes and swung my legs over the bed, looking at her expectantly. "Let's have a movie night," she grinned. I gave a longing look to my books, "Pretty please, with a cherry on the top," she pouted. I rolled my eyes again, but got up. "You'll hurt your eyes, whenever I ask you something, all you do is an eye roll," she told me. I suppressed another eye-roll and pushed her in the living-room. I sat on the sofa, watching Dirty Dancing with a piece of paper in my hand. I was supposed to be rough drafting for my essay, but instead I was doodling. I looked back at my page. That boy is literally driving me crazy, I thought to myself, then peeked a glance at the brunette who'd fallen asleep, I tip-toed back to my room, and got back to memorizing the Prozvolov's Identity.
New Year's Eve
"Where are you guys going?" I asked Belle as she got ready for her New year's date. "I don't know,' she shrugged," and handed a brush to me, so I could make her hair. 'You should come," she said for the thousandth time. "It's your date, I don't want to intrude," I replied for the thousandth time. She rolled her eyes dramatically, "You won't!"
"Ready darling," Filipe's voice echoed around our apartment. "She is," I replied for her and shoved her in the living room. "You're not coming?" he asked me in his french accent. "Jeez you guys, its your date," I said sternly. Filipe opened his mouth to speak. I pointed to the door, with a stern face. "You--"
"GO!" They both left, while I turned back to my room, although I'd finished studying, revising, re-revising, I turned back to my books with nothing else to do, the lads had a concert in Florida, I guess?
My phone lit up with Harry's face at exactly two minutes before midnight. "Hey baby," he spoke in a rushed tone, "Have you been running?" I asked. "The...Concert..." he said in between breathes. I nodded. "How was it?" I asked settling under my covers . "It was awesome," he replied happily. "Begin the countdown babe," he told me over the phone. "10," I grinned.
"9"
"8"
"7"
DING-DONG
"I swear to God, if Belle and Filipe have come to get me again, they're dead," I muttered, and got up to get the door.
"4"
"3"
"2" I said, and opened the door. I stumbled backwards as a pair of lips were smashed against mine. The pink plump lips that I knew so well. "Happy New Year," he grinned widely at me.
I wanted time to freeze, didn’t want to leave for Uni at all. How terrible could life be? I wasn’t gonna share my new year with the love of my life.
This is the final boarding call for all passengers booked on flight 356A to Paris. Please proceed to gate 5 immediately. The final checks are being completed and the captain will order for the doors of the aircraft to close in approximately five minutes time.
I just sat there not wanting to move at all.
I repeat. This is the final boarding call for all passengers to Paris. Thank you.
“Angel, you should go now,” Harry spoke breaking me out of my thoughts. I didn’t answer, instead nuzzled my face into his chest. “You want me to leave,” I asked a little hurt.
“Angel,” he whispered softly, as if calming a three-year-old, “I don’t want you to leave, but we both know you need to leave.”
I rolled my eyes in response, but I knew he was right. I looked at my shoes, trying to keep the tears from falling, no matter how many times I did it, I’d never get used to goodbye. “Don’t cry, love,” he stroked his thumb across my cheek.
“I love you,”
“And you know I love you more,”
“Goodbye Harry,”
“It’s not a goodbye, I’d rather call it a see you soon,” he smiled at me; I smiled back knowing it would came him happy. And I’d do anything to make him happy. I pecked his lips, then slung my bag over my shoulder and walked towards gate.
Harry’s P.O.V.
It took everything in me to not pull her back and never let her go, but I knew she had to do it. So I stood there watching her leave.
I reached the hotel in an hour, and started packing we had our next concert in California. “This will be the most terrible New Year,” El whined sitting cross-legged on my bed. “You think?” I mumbled throwing a pair of jeans in the bag. “Really who decides to have exams on New year?” Danielle spoke morosely. “It isn’t exactly New Year, I mean it’s two days after New Year,” I pointed out out. “Harry!” all of them chided me, like I was a two-year-old. “What?” I asked annoyed.
“Boys,” all three of them shook their head. “Jeez, women,” I muttered under my breath. What exactly was I doing with three girls in my room? Oh yeah, brooding about how I was going to miss my girlfriend. “Did she call yet?” Dani piped up. “No, Danielle, she left three hours ago,” I said through gritted teeth. “Sorry,” she mumbled. “No I’m sorry, I just… you all are with you’re all with your boyfriends and…” I looked away. “I’m sorry,” I finished, and zipped the bag.
“I’m sorry, Haz,” Eleanor smiled ruefully at me and ruffled my hair. I nodded, and they all got up to leave. I fell on my bed, waiting to hear my beautiful girl’s angelic voice, when she’d call me after five hours, five fucking hours!
Lexi’s P.O.V.
I got my luggage and headed towards Starbucks to grab coffee. While waiting for my order, I skimmed through the magazine rack, when a news caught my eyes.
Looks like our favorite couple Halexy will not be sharing their New Year’s kiss. Since Ecole Normale Superiere is having early exams. We really wished they were together after the short breakup they had during September, but When two people love each other, no time is too long, no distance is too far, and no one can tear them apart. Love you @Lexi_Tomlinson xoxo—Harry_Styles, We love you Halexy!
I wiped away a tear, and switched on my phone, dialing Harry’s number. “Hi,” I spoke shyly. “Hey, baby,” Harry replied cheerfully. My face broke into a grin, just hearing his voice makes my day, “Did you reach, safely?” he asked. “M-hmm,” I replied. “You’re getting very quote-y, today, huh?” I asked grinning sheepishly. “What?” he asked confused, “Oh, the tweet… Well its true, I love you more than anything,” he spoke seriously, “You know I hate waiting, but if waiting means being able to see you. I’ll wait as long as forever to be with you,” My heart melted in the freezing cold temperature of Paris, the words making me warm and fluttery on the inside. “I’m scared you love me more than I deserve, I’m scared I’ll not be able to stand up to your expectations,” I whispered. “My only expectation from you is to love me like you do, forever and always. To have faith in me…in us,” he replied softly. “I love you,” I smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “Good,” he said proudly.
“Lexi, your order’s ready,” I grabbed the coffee and headed outside. “Where are you guys today?” I asked shivering slightly as the cool breeze hit my face. “Leaving for California,” he said. “I wish I was there,” I mumbled. “Me too,” Harry muttered. “Please don’t spoil your mood because of me,” I begged, I hated seeing or hearing him upset. “I’m not. You’re the one thing that makes me happy, Angel,” he said sternly, leaving no reason for me to object. “Alright,” I muttered. “Where are you right now?” he asked concern evident in his voice. “Just heading to the flat,” I said switching the phone in my other hand, and trying to find my keys. “Found it,” I grinned triumphantly, and tried to shove the key in the lock, while shivering violently. Harry chuckled at my childishness, I could picture him shaking his head with a grin on his face. “You won’t believe how fucking cold it is here,” I spoke, switching the lights on. “I wish I was there to keep you warm,” he said morosely. “Harry!” I whined. “Fine, I’m very happy,” he said with fake-enthusiasm. I rolled my eyes.
“You home babe?” Belle yelled. “Yeah,” I replied wryly. “I’ll call you later, baby,” I told Harry. “Okay, Study well,” he spoke from the other line. “Fine, love you!” I said getting out of my boots. “Love ya, more,” I could hear the smirk in his voice. “Bye,” I muttered with a smile on my face. “Bye, love,” he said in a raspy voice, making me twice as crazy as I already am about him.
"I'm sorry, you can't spend your New year, with Harry," Belle said hugging me. "Me too," I mumbled. "You're lucky, Filipe is here," I told her, she grinned, "I know," she said excitement filling her voice. I smiled back, then went to my room, dropping my suitcase and myself on the bed. I closed my eyes, I was exhausted. Then opened them as quickly as I had shut them, I had to get to study, I reminded myself and rolled of the bed, taking a short, warm bath and returning to my bed, this time with my fat-arse books, though. Covering myself in the duvet I flipped through the pages of Catch-22.
"You're not asleep yet," Belle asked rubbing her eyes as she stood in front of my bedroom door. "Nu-uh," I answered, biting on my pencil. "Babe, get some sleep," she mumbled. I nodded, not paying attention to her words, I heard her faint footsteps, while I tried to memorize my history dates.
"No, she's sleeping... yeah...I don't know, but I woke up at three in the morning and she was studying... I'll let her know,"
"Who are you talking to?" I asked squinting at her. "She's up," she spoke to the phone. "Here, your boyfriend," she handed the phone to me and then a cup of hot-chocolate, I mouthed a thanks and cradled the phone between my ears and neck. "Did my call wake you up," Harry asked with concern. "No, babe, I just got up," I said telling off his concern. "Why were you up so late, anyway?" he asked strictly. "You told me to study well," I pointed out. "God! Angel," he exasperated, making me giggle. "Don't stress yourself so much, I know you'll do well," he told me. I rolled my eyes as we bantered back and forth.
"Harry!" I whined. "What?" he asked confused. "Do you realize, I've been talking to you for over three hours, I need to study," I blamed him. "Alright, princess. Bye."
"Bye," I mumbled, I knew I had to study, but I wanted to talk to him, "Love ya," I said.
"Love you more," he replied, taking away some of my gloominess. I turned back to my books, not bothering to take a shower.
"C'mon girl, take a break. You're making me feel stupid," Belle said the next day. I rolled my eyes and swung my legs over the bed, looking at her expectantly. "Let's have a movie night," she grinned. I gave a longing look to my books, "Pretty please, with a cherry on the top," she pouted. I rolled my eyes again, but got up. "You'll hurt your eyes, whenever I ask you something, all you do is an eye roll," she told me. I suppressed another eye-roll and pushed her in the living-room. I sat on the sofa, watching Dirty Dancing with a piece of paper in my hand. I was supposed to be rough drafting for my essay, but instead I was doodling. I looked back at my page. That boy is literally driving me crazy, I thought to myself, then peeked a glance at the brunette who'd fallen asleep, I tip-toed back to my room, and got back to memorizing the Prozvolov's Identity.
New Year's Eve
"Where are you guys going?" I asked Belle as she got ready for her New year's date. "I don't know,' she shrugged," and handed a brush to me, so I could make her hair. 'You should come," she said for the thousandth time. "It's your date, I don't want to intrude," I replied for the thousandth time. She rolled her eyes dramatically, "You won't!"
"Ready darling," Filipe's voice echoed around our apartment. "She is," I replied for her and shoved her in the living room. "You're not coming?" he asked me in his french accent. "Jeez you guys, its your date," I said sternly. Filipe opened his mouth to speak. I pointed to the door, with a stern face. "You--"
"GO!" They both left, while I turned back to my room, although I'd finished studying, revising, re-revising, I turned back to my books with nothing else to do, the lads had a concert in Florida, I guess?
My phone lit up with Harry's face at exactly two minutes before midnight. "Hey baby," he spoke in a rushed tone, "Have you been running?" I asked. "The...Concert..." he said in between breathes. I nodded. "How was it?" I asked settling under my covers . "It was awesome," he replied happily. "Begin the countdown babe," he told me over the phone. "10," I grinned.
"9"
"8"
"7"
DING-DONG
"I swear to God, if Belle and Filipe have come to get me again, they're dead," I muttered, and got up to get the door.
"4"
"3"
"2" I said, and opened the door. I stumbled backwards as a pair of lips were smashed against mine. The pink plump lips that I knew so well. "Happy New Year," he grinned widely at me.
Notes
Don't hate me, pleaaseee! I knw I didn't update in forever, but that's why y'all get a long chapter. I've got so much work so, I'm really busy. High School! Anyway, how did u like the chapter, comment, vote and subscribe. Luv y'all and Sorryxxx.
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