Breathe
Scream
The alarm on my phone awakens me in the most annoying way. I hear Harry groan and turn over. This is it, I think to myself. Today’s the day that mine and Harry’s relationship will be tested.
I feel a warm kiss on my left shoulder and then a pair of hands pull at my waist.
“Don’t go” He whispers in my ear, I smile and then slowly it fades into a frown.
“I don’t want to go” I say, tears threatening to fall. I quickly swallow them down, crying would only make this situation worse.
The sunlight peeks its way through the blinds and I see Harry run his hand through his hair. I sit up and swing my legs over the bed. I hear Harry stand and walk into the bathroom, the door shuts, and the shower starts. I surrender myself to the tears. I breathe deeply trying to steady myself.
Okay Nina get it together, I move about the room, collecting my clothes and placing back into the brown suitcase I came here with. I bring my hand up to my H necklace, the first thing he ever bought me and the only thing I’ve never took off. We can do this right? I mean some couples stay together and they live millions of miles away from each other. The thought brings me comfort.
I slip my favorite pair of lace panties on, they feel nice against my skin, and with surprise I find the matching bra. I hear the door behind me open, I turn to see Harry, water lines all over his chest, running down to his v lines. He tucks in the towel around his waist. I skim my eyes along him greedily and he does the same to me – oh right, I’m in lace underwear.
“Come here” He speaks, his voice husky. My insides turn. I walk towards him, briskly he grabs my waist pulling me into him. I gasp and his mouth attacks mine, I run my hands through his wet hair, grabbing fistfuls of it. He groans and I pull his towel down from his hips.
“We don’t have much time” Harry breathes in between kissing my neck
“We’ll be quick” I pull my underwear down to my ankles, he props me up on the bathroom sink. He aligns his length with my center and slowly he pushes in, I moan out louder than expected and his eyes widen, he attaches his mouth to my breasts and starts moving in and out.
“Yes Nina fuck” He says raspy, thrusting into me as fast as he can. My nails dig into his back,
A knock interrupts us “Harold, Nina, we need to leave in 5 minutes” Louis, of fucking course it’s him.
“We’re” Harry pauses and gives me the most mischievous looking face
“Coming” I hold in my laughter.
“You two are disgusting” Louis makes a fake puking noise
“Go away! Or we’ll take longer” Harry threatens, when we think its safe he continues, pulling out of me and the slowly sinking into me again.
“You. Are. Mine” He breathes against my skin, I throw my head back and moan his name.
“All yours” I assure him
“Fuck” He moves into me harder and I find my body moving with him, he wraps his arms around my waist and places his hands on the middle of my back.
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“I’m glad you two are finished” Louis expresses as we enter the living room, I see everyone patiently waiting and I can feel my cheeks going beet red. Harry’s hand attaches to my hip as a laugh roars through him.
“Seriously you guys are like rabbits” Tia say between giggles
“I know you guys are going to be apart and all but really? Two times in the span of six hours?” Zayn jokes, I go redder and redder by the second. Harry picks up my suitcase, I’m tempted to stop him, say that I want to come on tour and cancel my plans with Wyatt… Unfortunate, this is not an option.
“Ready?” He looks at me, I nod. We all make our way out and disperse into designated cars. All the boys’ stuff along with, Tia, Dani, Ella and El’s stuff is ready in the tour bus that’s meeting them in Liverpool.
The ride is somewhat silent, Harry rubs my leg soothingly and I give him a small smile before returning to my place, looking outside the window. He tries to make small conversation, asking me what I’m going to do when I first get to California. He discusses times he’ll be able to call, text or Facetime. This all makes me sad, I’ve been with Harry everyday for the last few months and with my birthday coming up and us not even being in the same hemisphere I don’t know how I’ll do.
We arrive at the airport and with no surprise reporters are crawling out of every fucking corner, I take a deep breath and Harry looks over at me with a concerning gaze. “I’m fine” I answer his eyes.
He leaves the car and takes out my suitcase from the back, and continues to my side to open my door. I beat him to it though and get out before he reaches me. His face is etched with something I can’t quite understand.
He intertwines his hand with mine and we walk through the flashing lights together, never once letting go of each other’s hand. We find the others, waiting just before the point where I must continue without them.
“ I don’t like goodbyes” I say swallowing down the lump formed in my throat.
“We’ll see you soon love, promise” Louis hugs me first, followed by kind comments from Niall and Zayn. Liam hugs me with one hand cause the other is filled with a 2-month-old baby. I pick up Ella from his arms gently, the baby looks up at me with her sleepy eyes, I plant a small kiss on her forehead, my goddaughter, and I’m going to miss seeing her grow every day.
Dani, El and Tia give me one big sloppy, crying hug.
“Call me as soon as you land understand?” Tia holds my cheeks before pulling me in for one last hug.
And last, but not least… Harry. The others start walking away and I hate seeing them go.
I turn to him, his eyes have become glossy. I walk up to him and jump into his arms, he takes a deep breath and I feel his hand on the back of my head. I wrap my arms around his neck and breath in his sent.
“I love you” He whispers “I love you more than you could know”
The tears have took over and I’m unable to control them.
“I- I love you” I say back, he sets me down, grabs my cheeks and presses a kiss against my lips. He detaches and kisses me once more.
He kisses my forehead “See you, love”
Butterflies of sadness flutter around in my stomach, I give him a smile “See you, Harry” I can tell he doesn’t want to go, he stares at me for a few seconds before hastily turning and walking away. I take a deep breath and turn to walk through security. I try not to think about it, but in invades my mind like a disease.
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“Now boarding flight 305, direct service to sunny Sacramento California” I rub my cold hands together and quickly send Harry a small text.
* Boarding, love you always *
He doesn’t respond in time, I turn off my phone and present my passport to the flight attendant.
“All aboard flight 305, direct service to the beautiful Sacramento California, this is your captain speaking and we hope for a easy breezy flight!” I turn my head out the window and listen as the stewardesses remind everyone to put their seatbelts on, make sure their chair is upright and that no one has headphones or electronics on.
Tia’s P.O.V
Zayn said something stupid and we all started laughing within the walls of our private jet.
“Harry you’ve been awfully quiet” Perrie notes and we all agree, he’s been quite down since we left the airport.
He shrugs “Just tired I suppose”
“She’s coming back in two weeks Harold” Louis opens a bag of chips from the cupboard.
“I know, like I said mates I’m just tired” He angles his head and leans on the side of the plane chair.
“So what was it like growing up with Nina?” Eleanor asks me, I smile at the fond memories.
“At first, when we first adopted her I was so excited, my parents could only have one child and when my dad told my mom he wanted to adopt Nina, we were so happy” I swallow down a sip of water
“She was very shy, very closed in, she didn’t talk much or play much and all I wanted to do was play with her and do hair and makeup and all the things five year olds should want to do, it took her a while but eventually she opened up to us and she’s my sister, I don’t know what I’d do without her”
“I wish I had a sister the same age as me, like a twin!” Perrie laughs
“High school together was fun, we liked allot of the same things, and then she met Tom and they were together for a long time and now we’re here” I run out of things to say and instantly when I find Harry’s firm gaze I knew mentioning Tom wasn’t a good idea.
My phone rings and I wonder how I have service on an airplane, never the less, I answer.
“Hello”
“Tia, darling, how are you?” It’s my father
“Hey daddy I’m good, we’re off on tour now”
“And Nina did she get off too?” He asks a bit too concerned
“Yeah she’s good, she should be landing anytime now”
“Do you know when she lands exactly? Or her flight number?”
I cringe my eyebrows “No? why do you need that stuff it’s not like you two even talk”
“Just wondering!” He says with too much defense.
- Nina’s P.O.V –
“Wyatt!” I run out the doors of the airport and jump to hug my brother.
“Nina, here let me take your bag” He grabs it briskly out of my hands before I can even oblige.
“So the house isn’t too far away” He says while entering the rental car’s driver seat.
“I thought we’d be touring around a bit so I rented us a car” He says proudly.
The air in Sacramento is hot, humidly, kind of like New York in the summer.
“How’s my niece and nephew?” I ask
“They’re great, they can’t wait for you to come back with me and get to spend more time with them” He smiles
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention this, after my Sacramento trip I’m going back with Wyatt for a week to get to know my niece and nephew. I haven’t told Harry, I don’t want to worry him or add any more pressure to his tour.
“I’m excited, I have tons of fun stuff planned to do with them”
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“So the house is just up here” He points and turns down a familiar roadway. I swallow as I remember the houses that surround the large trees.
“That one right” I point to a large oak wood house, it’s just as beautiful as I remember it. I swallow down all the emotions building up.
“Are you okay?” Wyatt looks concerned, I nod.
I remember everything, it’s almost just how they left it, the rocks by the walkway the wind chime hanging off the porch, the flowers (now very dead) still planted in the front flower beds.
I walk up and pause midway through the sidewalk, I bend and notice a faint handprint molded into the cement.
“This is my hand print, we had to re cement this block when I was little, storm damage or something” I trace my fingers over the small indent.
“Mines over here” Wyatt says quietly, my eyes shoot open.
“Right there, it even has my initials underneath, it’s from when we got the house first built”
“I never even noticed, it’s so small” I wrap my arm around his midsection
“It must have been from when I was really little” He gives me a short small smile.
“Lets get in, its getting windy” he motions me towards the door.
“You have the keys right?” I panic momentarily
“Of course I do” He places it in the keyhole and turns, the door creaks open and it’s enough to send chills down my spine.
It’s dark as we step through the threshold, I can’t see anything.
“Where’s the light switch” I slide my hands along the wall until I meet something that
isn’t
a
light
switch
“Wyatt!” I let out a bloodcurdling scream, I see a silhouette approach Wyatt from behind as he rushes up to me.
“Behind you!” I scream again, but it’s too late the person smashes Wyatt over the head with a long object I can’t make out. I start panicking and screaming, something’s bonded my hands together and I struggle to move.
The silhouette walks over to me, my nerves stand on end, and I squirm and scream, over and over again until the person hits me on the left side of my head with the object, I fall to the floor hard, beside Wyatt.
I’m knocked out, but maybe I’m not. I can see everything, I see the unconscious Wyatt beside me, I see the small pool of blood forming from my nose, and temple. I can see, but I can’t talk, I can’t scream for help or just scream in general because that’s all I want to do is scream. I suspect the people are robbers, bums looking for food or money. I thought they would’ve killed us by now, not just let us sit on the floor and drowned in our own blood. Harry… my sweet Harry… Thinking about him brings more pain to my head.
“She’s still awake boss” I hear a foggy unrecognizable man’s voice speak from behind me, I wish I could turn over and see his face.
Notes
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2/22/16