Redemption

Hello everyone! So I just quickly wanted to say a massive thank you for voting and commenting. The first day I posted this I was overwhelmed with the amount of people who wanted me to update again and it seems that whenever I update, I get a couple more votes and comments. So that's what I am going to do, UPDATE!

But quickly, does anyone know some good things to do for your birthday? I'm a little stuck! :)



Spencer's POV





"We're here", Harry whispered into my ear, nudging me awake.
My side of the bed was pressed up against the wall. I fluttered my eyes opened tiredly and sat up, looking out the large window right next to me. I giggled, looking down on the large city, of the early morning. "What time is it?", I asked.
"Six", he sighs from behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder.
I was too excited to move him off. I did sleep in the same bed as him last night.

I was confused with myself though.
One minute, I was hating the idea of moving away with him. But now, I was too excited to sit still.
I do admit, I am a weird one.




"It's so pretty", I say, looking over the top of the large building of New York City. And the water.
The Island that the statue of Liberty sat.
"The statue used to be copper. But it only took a couple of years for the rain and sunlight to make it turn that green colour", I say, my knowledge and smartness getting the best of me.
"Well, it's expected in a city like this. All the pollution and not to mention the dramatic weather changes across the entire year", Harry says softly.
I nodded my head.
I know its going to be freezign down there. So I decided to crawl off the bed and change into black leggings and a skivvy top with a zip up jumper with a hood. I threw my white pea coat on the bed, noting to take that with me and put it on before I got off the plane.
I fixed my hair into a single braid instead of the usual 2. I grabbed my handbag from the table by the bed and made sure I had everything I brought with me.

Harry was also gathering his things and stuffing them into my bad, all except his phone.





Once we were off the plane, we collected our luggage and before I knew it, I was in a sleek blac taxi, with Harry by my side as I took in the remarkable NYC scenery.


















"It's going to be perfect", Harry whispered in my ear.

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