Harry's POV

"Damn it! She isn't answering." I shouted.

"Mate, calm down. She said she'd call you when she got to her mum's house." Nick said whilst patting my back.

"I can't wait that long." I answered, pushing past him to make my way upstairs.

"Where are you going?" Nick asked once he caught up to me.

"Los Angeles, I can't stand this distance shit. I need to see her. To talk to her, maybe if she sees that I'm willing to travel across the world for her she'll see that I'm really fucking serious about everything."

"It's practically christmas eve. How are you going to get a flight?"

"One of the perks of being famous." I smirked while shoving clothes into my suitcase and grabbing my passport. I really hate that word. Famous, people throw that word around too much now-a-days. I never desired to be famous, I just desired to do what I love for a living, and unfortunately fame came with it.

I pushed passed Nick once more and went to my dresser. I grabbed the tiny box that contained the present I had gotten Alex for christmas.

"Stay as long as you want, but lock up before you leave!" I called to Nick as I descended down the stairs.

I threw my suitcase on the passenger seat of my SUV and placed the little box with a red bow nicely on top of it.

I spent the entire drive to the airport thinking about Alex and how she will react to me just showing up at her mum's house. I know she'll be mad at me, but I'm hoping that she'll hear me out long enough to finally realize once and for all that I'm serious. I'm so sick and tired of this back and forth with her. If she doesn't come to the realization while I'm out there, then this will have to be the end of us. I can't keep doing this.

Once I was at the airport settled and waiting for the private plane to be ready I checked my phone. Still no messages or phone calls from her. I decided to call her mom and ask a for a favor.

"Of course I'll pick you up at the airport." I could hear the smile in her voice. "I'm just surprised that it took you this long to come to your scenes and to get your ass out here." She chuckled.

I smiled. "Me too, I should be there between 5am and 6am."

"Sounds good, just text me the gate number and I'll be there."

"Thank you, Ella."

"No need to thank me Harry."

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The flight went torturously slow. I tired to sleep, but I just couldn't get my mind off of things. The flight also brought memories back to the first time I met Alex. To think it almost didn't happen made my chest ache.

I was supposed to be on an earlier flight to London, but thanks to the paparazzi and hordes of fans that kept me from catching my flight I was bumped to the later flight. I was pissed off at first because I just wanted to get home. My house had been under renovations since I bought it and this was going to be the first time that I'd get to stay in it while it was completely finished.

I was able to wait in a private lounge, but when I left the lounge to board my new flight I was mobbed again. I almost missed my second flight, but luckily I made it just in time. When I stepped foot on the plane I locked eyes with her. Her light brown eyes met mine and I felt a flutter of butterflies deep in my stomach. I never had that reaction to someone by just simply looking at them.



I checked my ticket and by the grace of the gods above I had the seat next to her. She seemed pretty shy when I greeted her. The annoying air hostess kept interrupting my time with Alex. It took everything in me not to tell her to go fuck herself.

Alex and I chatted for a while before she returned her attention to the book that she brought with her. Shortly after she opened it, she closed it again and repositioned herself in her seat before falling asleep. Eventually her head laid to rest on my arm. My nose was over come with the sexual scent that is Alex. She smelled of Jasmine and grapefruit. It overwhelmed my senses in the best way possible. Soon after I fell asleep too, thinking about her eyes and the slight mystery that they held.

When Alex woke me up from my slumber to inform me that we'd be landing soon my stomach sank. I didn't want my time with her to end, even though we had spent most of it sleeping. I excused myself to the restroom and tried to think of a way to spend more time with her. I settled on the cliche dinner idea. When I returned to my seat I asked her and it looked like she was waging an internal war with herself before answering me. When she agreed I felt my stomach pick its self up and take shelter back where it belonged.

When we were on our way out of the airport there were fans and paparazzi and I knew for sure that there would be pictures of us all over the place come the next morning, but honestly I didn't care this time. Something about Alex felt different and I didn't want to hide her away from the world. I wanted to be able to spend time with her without having to care about what everyone else thought.

We were in the car on our way to my house when Alex called her mom. I tried to listen to what she was saying but my attention was diverted when I got a text from management with a picture of Alex and I, from a few moments before, attached. I told them that she was just a friend that I ran into and that we were getting dinner. Of course I got another message telling me that this wasn't good for my reputation because I was already known as the man-whore of the group. I blew them off and tried to focus solely on Alex.

When we finally reached my place she asked where my bathroom was. When I heard the door click behind her I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I felt giddy, like a kid on Christmas. Alex had this effect on me that I couldn't even begin to explain. It was like she had cast a spell on me or something. When she returned to the kitchen I walked over to her and placed a kiss on her cheek. I wanted to kiss her supple lips, but I had to refrain myself from causing an awkwardness between us. But sadly, me being me, I made it awkward by speaking my thoughts about her being different, in a good way, aloud.

We, or I guess I, decided on a pub just down the road from my house. We could have easily taken my car, but I wanted to spend as much time with her as possible so I suggested we walk.

Dinner was nice. Simple as that. We talked for hours about random little facts about ourselves. I cracked a few corny jokes, but she laughed at every single one. Every. Single. One. And her laugh wasn't forced, it flowed smoothly. I knew right then and there that I'd marry her one day. If I could have I would have married her right then and there, and if I had maybe we wouldn't be in this situation right now. Maybe I wouldn't have to be flying across the world to prove my love to her once and for all.

When we got back to my place that night and she said she wanted to take a shower I lied to her and told her that my guest bathroom was being renovated. I lied because in all honesty I liked the idea of her being naked in my shower. The shower that only I used. I liked the idea that if I never saw this girl again that I could at least live in the memory of her being in my shower, not my guest shower.

I turned the shower on for her and my shirt got wet in the process. Without thinking I tugged my shirt off and threw it on the ground. Alex's cold fingers found their way to my butterfly tattoo which made my body tense a bit, but when her eyes met mine I relaxed again.

She told me that it was her favorite and even though it wasn't my favorite I agreed with her. Her eyes found their way to my chest again. She glanced over the tattoo as her fingers traced each line. I could stay in this moment forever and be happy. Her eyes met mine once more and she catapulted her lips up to meet mine. My hands found their way to her hair. I had been dying to run my fingers through it since the moment she fell asleep against my arm. My hands moved from her hair to roam the rest of her body. She felt amazing in my hands and I needed to feel the rest of her. She pulled away claiming that she needed to take a shower, I teased her by agreeing that she did, but then I took it a step further and told her to take one with me. I could tell that she wanted me too, but I didn't know if she would take it there that night.

When she agreed I instantly got hard. Our rendezvous in my shower will go down as one of the best times I've ever had. That was the first time that I heard her moan, the first time she screamed my name, the first time I saw her come undone around me. It was the first and I knew I didn't want it to be the last.

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I met Alex's mom at the gate. I've spoken to her on the phone plenty of times, but this is the first time I've met her in person. She engulfed me in a tight hug and kissed my cheek. The sun was just peaking up over the mountains to the east when we made our way to Ella's house. We mainly talked about Alex and she told me again how stubborn she is, but that I just have to keep up with her. She told me how I'm the best thing that has ever happened to Alex, but part of me just couldn't believe it.

"I'd show you to a guest room, but I only have one and Alex is sleeping in there right now. And honestly if either of us wake her up this early on Christmas Eve it'll be world war 3." Ella chuckled.

"It's cool. I understand. I'm not very tired so I'll just hang out on the couch."

Ella showed me to the living room and showed me how to work her TV before retreating to her room to get a few more hours of sleep. I laid out on the couch and felt myself doze for a while. When I woke up it was only 7:45am and I had only been sleeping for about an hour, give or take. I flipped through the channels before settling on the Today Show. About fifteen minutes later and I heard noise in the kitchen. I assumed it was just Ella so I sat there staring at the television. My attention was diverted when I heard glass crashing against the wood floor. My eyes shot to the glass on the floor and then they traveled up the body of the woman standing in front of me. I stood up from the couch before speaking.

"Are you okay?" I asked Alex.


Alex's POV

I had to blink a few times before answering to make sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me. "What- what are you doing here?"

"You wouldn't answer my calls or texts." He shrugged.

"So you thought you could just show up here?"

"We need to talk, Alex." He said, walking closer to me.

"What's there to talk about." I crossed my arms over my chest. "You lied to me." I put a hand up to halt him from getting closer to me.

He stopped a few feet in front me. "I know, and I shouldn't have done that. I shouldn't have lied."

"You know, it's not the lie that bothers me. It's the insult to my intelligence that I find offensive." I explained, shifting my wait from one foot to the other.

"I didn't intended on insulting your intelligence. I lied because I was afraid that you'd leave me otherwise, and I don't want you to leave me because there's something about you that I'm afraid to lose, because I know I won't find it in someone else."

I stared back at him unsure of what to say. I really wanted to still be mad at him for lying to me, but each day that went on I grew less mad and more longing. Longing to feel his touch. His hot skin against mine. I wanted him, all of him for the rest of my life.

"Here." He said, turning from me and grabbing a tiny box with a red bow on it. He handed it to me.

I took it from him. "What's this."

"Open it." He encouraged.

I peeled off the red bow and was left with a small white box in my hands. The box was too large to be a ring, so it had to be some other type of jewelry. Or maybe it wasn't jewelry at all.

I removed the lid, placing it underneath the box, before I pulled the tissue paper away. The box contained a sterling silver necklace with a small charm on it. I lifted it from the box so it dangled in front of my face.

"A lobster?" I questioned. What an odd necklace.



He nodded his head yes, his eyes focused on the dangling jewelry.

"Why?" I asked again.

"Come here." He moved to the couch and patted the seat next to him. I hesitantly walked over and joined him on the couch. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and typed something before turning the screen to me. A video popped up.

It was a clip from an episode of Friends. It started out with Ross in a tux with a terrible mustache. His parents where trying to convince him to take Rachel to the prom, but before he could ask her, her date finally showed up. Ross looked heart broken before the clip ended and it went back to the group sitting in Monica's living room watching the tv. Rachel couldn't believe that Ross had attempted to ask her to prom and she hadn't even noticed. Rachel got up from her spot and walked over to Ross, kissing him passionately. As they kissed Phoebe rang out "See he's her lobster."

When the clip ended I looked over to Harry. He looked sad. I didn't like seeing him like that.

"You're my lobster, Alex. You, only you. I can't lose you cause if I ever do, I would lose my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my laugh, my lobster, my everything." I could hear his throat choking up at his words.


Harry's POV

"You're my lobster, Alex. You, only you. I can't lose you cause if I ever do, I would lose my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my laugh, my lobster, my everything." My throat constricted and it took everything in me not to cry. I knew that once I got those words out that one of two things would happen. She would forgive me or leave me again. And if she left me it would be the last time.

I held eye contact with her for a few more seconds before looking away. This was it, she didn't want me.

"Harry." She whispered. "Look at me."

I took a deep breath before looking at her again. Our eyes met and I could see that all her walls were down. She was completely unguarded for the first time since I had met her. She had let them down a little bit before, but they were never completely gone.

Her eyes scanned my face before landing on my lips. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth before letting out a breath. When the breath was completely out she took my face in her hands and closed her eyes, her lips meeting mine a few long seconds later.

Our mouths moved in synch with each other. I felt all the pent up anger that she was holding onto dissolve. I felt my entire body relax since the night she left. I pulled her on to my lap so she was straddling me. Her fingers found their way to my hair. She pulled away and peppered kisses all over my face. My cheeks, my forehead, my nose.

"I missed you." She breathed.

I put my hands on the small of her back and pulled her closer. I dipped my head to gain access her to her neck. I was kissing and sucking her neck lightly when a noise from across the living room stopped me in my tracks.

Alex gasped at the sight of her mum and flipped off of my lap and onto the couch next to me.

"Don't mind me." Ella said, putting her hands up in defense. "I'm just cleaning up this mess before anyone hurts themselves." She explained, motioning to the glass and pool of water on the floor.

"Oh, mom, let me help you with that. It was my fault anyways." Alex said while getting up from the couch.

"Nonsense. You're busy." She said with a wink. I felt a blush creep across my face at the thought of being caught by Alex's mum.

Alex had the same blush creep across her face. "Sorry." She muttered.

"Don't be." Ella said. "I have some work to do at the office today, boring paper work stuff, so I'll be leaving now." She said while wiping the rest of the water up. "I'll be home in time for our traditional Pizza and Christmas movie tonight. Pepperoni?" She asked Alex.

Alex glanced back at me with a raise of her brow. I nodded. "Pepperoni's good." She said, turing back to her mum.

"Good. I'll be home at about 6 or so. I love you." She pulled Alex into a hug and smiled.

"Harry." She smiled at me after pulling away from Alex. I smiled back at her before she left the room. Just as she made it to the front door she called out over her shoulder. "Enjoy yourselves!!"

I couldn't help but laugh while Alex buried her face in her hands. "How embarrassing." She mumbled.

I got up from the couch and walked over to her. "So are you going to put it on?" I asked, holding up the necklace that I had just given her moments ago.

She smiled at me before turing around and lifting her hair. I unhooked the necklace and slipped it around her neck before clasping it back together. Alex let her hair down and took the charm in between her fingers. "It's perfect." She whispered, I don't think I was supposed to hear it, but I did.

I turned Alex around to face me. I cupped her face in my hands and left a kiss on her forehead before pulling her into my arms.

Notes

I hope you guys enjoyed this!

Let me know what you thought below!

In the last chapter I didn't reread it before I uploaded so there were a few mistakes, but I reread it today and fixed (most) of them. It's pretty late right now and I don't feel like rereading this chapter, so if there are mistakes I apologize now! And for some reason my q button doesn't always work, so if a word is missing one that's why! haha

Random Fact!!

I suffer from migraines and headaches (I have for years). They get really bad when I use a computer for too long, so most times after I upload a chapter I have a headache. So on the days that I do upload a new chapter it takes me the better part of the day to write it because I have to keep stopping to give my eyes a rest. (and I don't wear glasses, I have 20/20 vision) I've tried taking medicines for it, but I hate taking medicine, it's not good for your body, even though medicines work nicely at first the long term effects and the possible dependence on different pills is not worth it to me. I'd rather just take breaks in between writing the chapters. Also this wasn't meant to scare anyone, I will be continuing to update/write this story because I really enjoy it, it's just the headaches I don't enjoy.

If you're wondering, yes, I do have a headache right now, but I'm just going to drink some water and relax.

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PS. How good did Harry look tonight at the BFAs??? I drooled. Watch this interview :)