Los Angeles to London

Alex's POV

"That's it. That's the last box." Harry sighs as he places the box down in the living room.

"I can't believe we own a home together." I smile as I make my way over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Mhmm." His lips turn up into a smile before connecting with mine.

"Are you hungry?" I ask him. He's been unloading all of the boxes from our cars for the past few hours. We decided to purchase the house furnished, so the boxes housed clothes, kitchen stuff, movies and other things we've accumulated.

"Starved." He says, pulling me closer to him, well as close as he can get since my stomach is only getting bigger and bigger.

I run my fingers through the back of his hair. "Well, you sit down and relax and I'll go find something to make you."

"What would I do without you?" He smirks.

"Starve." I repeat his word from just a few seconds ago before removing my arms from around his neck to make my way to our kitchen.

Just as I turn and take a few steps I feel a sting on my backside accompanied with a smacking sound. Yelping, my hands move to cover my bum as I shoot Harry a glare.


My eyes begin watering as I chop up an onion to add to the pan of hot oil when I hear the tv click on in the living room.

Standing here in this kitchen, my kitchen, our kitchen, makes me reflect on everything that has happen to my life in the last five months. Remembering back to how I had pictures my life to turn out once I moved to England. I had imagined myself living in a quaint apartment, making friends with people I work with, going out on the town and to nightclubs, maybe finding a cute English boy to play around with. Then eventually I would miss having my mom around so I would adopt a cat and love my life like Carrie Bradshaw did in Sex and the City, prior to her marrying Big of course and minus the cigarettes.

Even though I pictured my life that way, I don't regret how it's turned out. Well, actually I regret running from Harry in the beginning, and I regret being so cold to him when he returned from tour. I regret doubting his feelings towards me and worrying about if he'd stay or not. I regret not making the most of our time together every time we are together.

Even though I regret a lot of things I've done over the past few months, the one thing that I'll never regret in a million years, is stepping onto the plane on that late September morning. If I had chickened out, I wouldn't have met the person that I want to spend all of eternity with. If I had chickened out I wouldn't have chickened out I wouldn't be working at my dream job. If I had chickened out I wouldn't have a baby growing inside me. If I had chickened out I wouldn't own a home with Harry.

Up until the day I stepped foot on that plane I lived my life on the safe side. I always did as my mother said. If I ever went out with co-workers after work I always made sure to carry pepper spray and to be home before it got too late. I was always afraid of the unknown and always afraid that something would happen to me, something awful and that my mom would be left alone.

Getting on the plane made me feel like a different person. Not bad different, but just a better version of myself. I believe that I ran from Harry in the beginning because I was afraid that he was going to be taken from me, just the way my dad was taken from my mom. I didn't want to get close to him because that fear loomed over me, but in reality I was the one who was pushing him away. I was the one who was standing in the way of my happiness.

I've grown a lot as a person over these last few months, and in proud of myself that my brain only second guessed Harry's feelings for me for only a split second when Cara spoke to me at his birthday party. Rewind 4 months ago, had she said any of that then, I would have gone running for the hills because I would have beloved her.

Harry and I both have grown in our relationship immensely and even though it's early on in it, I wholeheartedly believe that we are meant to be together, and that this baby, our baby, is a blessing in disguise.

"What are you thinking about?" Harry asks as he wraps his arms around me from behind. I jump at the sound of his voice as it drops me back into reality. "I see that mind of yours working." He mumbles as he bends down to place a kiss on the top of my shoulder.

I love these moments with him when I can really tell that he loves me just by his actions and not necessarily his words.

"I was just thinking about how much I love you." I half lie. I'd like to tell him all that's rolling through my brain, but I'm not sure if now is the right time.

He releases his hold on me and moves to jump up on the island counter top to sit. "Mmm. And I love you." He says while peeling a banana. "But what else is going on in there?"

I raise an eyebrow at him as he goes to take a bite of the fruit. "Don't worry babe, I'm plenty hungry enough from moving all of those boxes to eat this banana and dinner." He takes a bite. "And dessert too." He winks at me as he continues chewing.

A slight blush rises to the apples of my cheeks as I think back to last weekend when we got home from Harry's birthday party and all of the adult activities that took place after the front door closed.

"Are you going to tell me?" He asks.

I intake a deep breath before deciding to tell him in detail what I was thinking about.

"It's silly." I whisper.

"No, no it's not." He says, pulling me to stand in between his legs. "I love knowing how you feel. You're not a very open person, so when you do open up to me like this it's something that I value. I love knowing that you're not this way with very many people; I love knowing that you feel comfortable enough with me to be this open. I love you."


"That was so good." Harry compliments the soup I made him for dinner.

"I'm glad you liked it." I smile as I get up to clean up the mess that I made in the process of making dinner.

"Come here, leave that. I'll get it later." He motions to the mess.

I walk over to him and he takes my hand, leading me down the hallway and in to the living room.

The soft sound of a familiar song plays as Harry leads me into the middle of the room, turning to face me and pulling me close to him and leading in us swaying back and forth.

The song ends and flows evenly into the opening strum of "Every Breath You Take" by The Police.

Notes

I just want to let you guys know that over the next month or so I don't know when I'll be able to update. In the authors note of my last update (or maybe the one before) I told you guys about how I had moved in with my boyfriend into our own place. Well, I'm not sure if I should be telling you guys or not or even if you care (please, I don't want any sympathy for what I'm about to tell you) , but my boyfriend and I were together all throughout high school and even after that (so like a total of almost six years) and just after moving in together I find out that he hasn't always told me the truth and unfortunately hasn't always been faithful. So I've made the hard decision to end things with him and to move back to the state I was born in. I'll officially be moving at the beginning of May, but for the next month I'm working extra over time and also packing and just preparing for my move. I flew out west earlier this month (march) and found myself and apartment and everything, so that's a big reason for why I haven't updated also. I really enjoy writing this story and I want to continue it until it's finished.

I didn't get to finish this chapter like I wanted to, but I got most of it written. It's honestly taken me a few weeks just to write what I posted, but I wanted to at least get something up before it's been too long between this update and my last.

I know that this authors note is kind of a sob story, but I'm honestly happy with my decision and ready to start this new chapter in my life. And honestly, I'm just happy that I found all of this stuff out before we ended up getting married or having kids or something.

On a happier note! Who is excited that Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher are going to have a baby!! If you didn't know already, Mila Kunis is who I picture Alex to be. :)

So tell me, what's been going on with you guys? I miss talking to you all, so please leave me a comment!