Arabella's POV
Four days later
I stretch my arms out, after waking up, only to feel the empty bed besides me.

"Morning love." I hear the raspy voice which I have missed so much. I sit up, crossing my legs with my hands in my lap as I look towards the doorway, where harry is standing topless leaning against the door post. His hair was messy but he still managed to look perfect. I slowly lick my lips while I just continue to take him in.

"I could honestly get used to this." I say causing him to smile.

"You know love, pictures last longer." He says, making me lean over and open the draw to grab my camera out of the pedestal.

I lift the camera to my eye as he quirks his eyebrow up with a smirk across his face as I snap the photo.

"Mmh I know they do." I say biting my lip as I look down at the photo. "I really don't understand how someone can be so perfect." I say under my breath to myself.

"I heard that." I hear him whisper in my ear, causing me to jump and almost drop my camera.

"Harry!" I exclaimed, as I whip around to see him lying innocently on the bed next to me. "You nearly made me drop my camera." I say pouting before turning it off and placing it back into the pedestal.

"Nearly, but didn't." He says before grabbing my waist and pulling me down right next to him as I close my eyes. "You are so so perfect." He says gently running his thumb over my cheek.

The way he says it, makes my chest flutter as I look up at him through my eyelashes as I rest on his bicep which is under my head.

"I am so in love with you." He continues, making me fall even further in love with him.

"I'm in love with you too. Like I honestly don't even think I can explain it." I say softly back to him, making him smile as he leans down and kisses my lips softly.

"So baby, what have you been doing for the last few months since you got here?" He asks me.

"Ummm, besides being at the company and the occasional shopping center or coffee shop, I've kinda just stayed here." I say giggling as he stares down at me. "Home sweet home you know?"

"Wait so you're telling me you haven't gone sightseeing? Like you haven't explored your new home?"

"Nope."

"Okay well, get up, I'm taking you on a tour." He says gently sitting up, making me sit up with him.

"You are so cute when you're excited." I say and watch as he practically jumps into the bathroom to get ready.

After a while, I finish dressing, putting on warm clothes before walking over to Harry as he stands in the kitchen on his phone.

I wrap my arms around his torso as I reach him, making him hum in delight.

"Are you ready to go love?" He says, locking his phone and slipping it into his pocket.

"Yep." I say, letting go of his waist and holding onto his hand. He leans down and pecks my cheek, before I grab my camera. We both walk out the door and onto the streets of London.

"I cannot believe you have not been around yet! This place is perfect for you, it screams photographer aesthetic." He says making me laugh.

"You make me feel as if I've missed out on meeting the queen or something." I say rolling my eyes. "You know- actually don't reply to that." I say when I see his mouth open. He shuts his mouth and laughs.

"So love where to first?" He says turning to face me, while I tilt my head to look up at him.

"Aren't you the one that's supposed to be giving me the tour?" I ask giggling.

"Yeah okay, totally forgot." He says making me laugh more. "Okay well then, we've got some busses to catch."

And after that Harry lead us to the well known London your busses. He paid for my ticket, even though I said I would.

We drove around stopping at places here and there, which might I say, were absolutely beautiful and I don't think I can disagree with Harry's statement on how London is a photographers dream.

As we sat on the bus, I was seated by the window, completely cuddled into Harry.

The last four days with him have been absolutely amazing and to think that he is going home tomorrow is going to turn my entire mood upside down.

The tour continued on for another hour, as we drove past the most mesmerizing places, while I sat and stared with the camera glued to my face.

The bus stopped in what I assumed to be the northern part of London, as Harry and I climbed off the bus and walked into a nearby coffee shop.

"Have you enjoyed today?" He says placing a drink in front of me on the table we're sitting at in the small Cafe.

"Yeah, I can't believe that I haven't been sight seeing yet!" I say looking out the window of the shop, where I have the most perfect view of london. "This place is so beautiful."

"You're so beautiful." He says placing his hand over mine which rests on the table.

"You're so cliche." I say laughing making him chuckle. "Maybe but it doesn't mean it's not the truth." He says shrugging.

"We've got a few more places we have to go see." He says looking outside the window. "Well one of them is the Big Ben, But I'd assume you'd like to take more photos up close?" He says, making me smile and nod.

After we're finished in the cafè, Harry gently intertwines our hands and leads me to somewhere I do not know.

After about a 10 minute walk, I see the Big Ben fall into the most perfect view with the London Eye. I let go of Harry's hand and immediately open my camera to snap a photo.

"Where to next Mr Styles." I say hanging my camera over my neck.

"Well eye spy with my little eye." He says making me laugh. "Come on you'll see. It's not a long walk."

Next thing I know, after a few minutes were standing in the London Eye, looking over the whole of London.

"Absolutely breathtaking." I say walking to the edge of the cubicle that's filled with a few other people.

"I know right." He says cheekily while turning me around and kissing my lips.

"I'm being serious Harry." I say pouting causing him to chuckle.

"Hey so am I." He says pouting back at me, making me giggle.

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Next afternoon

Harry and I are now at the airport, well we're not alone, he's here with his whole football team.

I'm not going to lie and pretend it's going to be easy to say good bye and that it was easy to get to the airport in the first place, because if I'm being honest, the minute I woke up in Harry's arms, I wouldn't let him go.

I was such a wreck and an hour before we left to come here, was spent by me crying and Harry trying to get me to stop crying.

"Flight 207a to New York Will now be boarding. Flighr 207a to New York will now be boarding."

I look up at Shawn and Harry who are both standing in front of me, and I already know the tears are rolling down my face. I say goodbye to Shawn first.

I'll never be used to not living with him anymore.

Once I pull away from Shawn, he says goodbye one more time before walking off to his friends.

I drop my head to the floor, knowing that if I lift my gaze, I will not stop crying and I hate crying. I feel Harry's arms wrap around me, making it harder for me to contain my tears.

"I'm such a baby." I say sniffling while wiping the tears under my eyes.

"I love you princess." He says softly into my ear.

"I love you too Haz." I say, as he pulls away from the hug, kissing me softly on my lips.

"I'll see you soon okay?" He says plastering a sad smile onto his face making me nod while sniffling softly.

Harry grabs his bags after kissing me one more time before walking off to the gate so he could board his plane.