Los Angeles to London

Harry's POV

"That's it." She said while closing the book. "You can't read anymore right now, my mom is waiting for us."

"But-" I tried to counter.

"No, you can read it later. When I'm not around." She smiled shyly.

"Come here." I said, reaching out for her and pulling her closer to me. "I love you." I said, before placing a kiss to her lips.

She hummed in agreement. "I love you."

My hands found their way to the zipper of her onsie, pulling it up while keeping my face close to hers. "Now lets not keep your mom waiting any longer." I spoke before kissing her again.

She smiled at me before standing up and retrieving my matching hideous onsie from the floor and tossing it to me. "Here. Oh and these." She grabbed a pair of my boxers from my open suit case and tossed them at me too.

"What would I do with out you?" I grinned.

"You'd probably walk around naked."

"Probably." I smirked. "Actually, that doesn't sound half bad, when we get home we should have naked thursdays, just like Joey tried to on Friends."

"Key word, tried. As in it didn't happen, and in your case it probably won't happen either." She smirked. God I love it when she's feisty. Her attitude turns me on so much, but unfortunately for me, her mom is waiting in the room just below us.

I pushed the blankets off of me to reveal my naked body, her eyes roaming my exposed flesh. "Hey you perv, eyes up here." I said motioning to my face.

"And you're the one who was just pushing for "Naked Thursdays". She laughed.

"Well today's not thursday, it's wednesday, so no peaking." I countered as I finished pulling the onsie onto my body and zipping it up.

"Touché." She shrugged.

Just as we we're leaving the bedroom to join her mom downstairs my phone rang. "Babe, I have to get that, I'll meet you downstairs in a minute."

"Okay." She smiled back at me.

I walked over to the bedside table and found my phone. I breathed a sigh of relief when I red the screen. It wasn't them yet, but soon enough it would be.

"Hey, mum!"



Alex's POV

"Merry Christmas! Where's Harry?" My mom asked once I joined her in the living room.

"Merry Christmas!" I said as I gave her a hug. "He had to take a phone call, he'll be down in a minute."

"Okay, I made you guys some tea." She said while motioning to the coffee table in the center of the room.

I smiled. "Thanks."



Harry's POV

"Yeah, I'm sorry I'm not there, but we'll visit soon. I promise."

"I love you too mum, I'll talk to you later. Bye."

After hanging up with my mom I was planning on going straight down to meet Alex and her mum, but I caught a glimpse of the journal that Alex and given me a few minutes ago, she said I couldn't read it in front of her, right? I looked around the room and since she wasn't anywhere in sight I decided to read the first page.

I grabbed the journal, sat down on the bed, and opened it to the first page. I removed the purple sticky note to reveal the rest of the page and began reading.

September 23,2013

Harry-

Over these past few days I've seen you writing in a journal similar to this one. I liked the idea of getting my thoughts out, so I decided that I would get my own journal and write to you. I don't know how long I'll keep this up for because I'm not very good at expressing my feelings to people, other than my mom. Since I don't really know how to begin I think I'm going to start each entry with a quote that means something to me and go from there. So I guess, here goes nothing.

"Always believe that something wonderful is about to happen."

My mom has instilled this thought into my brain ever since I was a little girl. She would say it to me every night when she tucked me into bed and she would make me repeat it back to her. I hope to one day pass that along to my future children. (Not to scare you away, I'm not ready for children yet, but I'd like them in the future.) I always believed that something wonderful was going to happen, and for the most part something wonderful did happen. Along the way I lost sight of the wonderful in my life and only focused on the bad in my life. An abusive relationship, living from pay check to pay check, and not having a core group of friends to name a few. Then one day I received an offer of a life time, but since I was so consumed by the negative in my life I let the wonderful in my life slip away. I continued with the abusive relationship until one day my mom reminded me that I could do better, not just romantically, but with my entire life. I eventually grew enough balls and left the bad and accepted the good. I thought the wonderful that was happening in my life was being offered my dream job, but actually the wonderful that happened in my life was meeting you.

I already told you earlier in this letter that I'm not very good at expressing my feelings. I tend to suppress them until they bottle up so much, that they explode. I know this is a lot to ask of you, especially when you can have any girl in the entire world, but please be patient with me. I'm still trying to work on my self inwardly so that I can be the person that someone wants to be with. My view on relationships has been tainted, but the little things that you do for me, like taking me to the beach, are helping me to see clearly again. This may be premature, but I can see myself spending everyday of the rest of my life with you. You make me feel like I'm the only girl in the world, and I hope to make you feel the same way some day. You are my wonderful and I hope to be your wonderful.

-Alex

Once I finished reading her entry from the first day that we were apart because of tour, I made my way downstairs to find her. Ella and Alex were standing around the kitchen island drinking tea and chatting. I walked up next to Alex and put my arm around her shoulders.

Leaning into her, I whispered into her ear. "You are my wonderful." I said before placing a kiss to her temple. She tilted her head to smile up at me before she brought her mug to her lips, taking a sip of her tea.

"You two are just too cute." Ella gushed, which made Alex and I chuckle.

Notes

HEY!! Let me know what you thought!

I know that this part of the story is kind of lagging, but I promise it will be worth it!

Tell me! What's your favorite city?

Mine is New York City, I was just there on thursday! It's beautiful. (Minus the trash on the streets. haha)