"Harry, hurry up, we have to leave" I shouted from downstairs. The flight is in four hours, but LA traffic stressed me out, I'd rather be at the airport in advance than too late. "Coming" Harry answered, with raspy sleepy voice, yelling back, as he went down the stairs holding my suitcase. He's such a gentleman, his stuff are already in London.

"I hate morning flights" he complained

"Stop being so grumpy" he smiled as I pecked his lips quickly.

**

We made in on time, a way to early according to Harry who was complaining, again. To make it up to him I ordered him a strong coffee to help him to wake up, well it didn't seem it worked though... We both were waiting, sitting on a chair, waiting for our flight. Harry's lengthen his legs on the row of chairs, his head resting on my lap. My hands running in his hair as he rests.

I hate airports, even if we're in VIP area, it's still annoying, and not comfortable at all. The flight would be better because thanks to Harry we booked first class tickets.

While Harry's focused on the screen of his phone, I noticed that the girl sitting in front of us had taken a picture of Harry and I, she'd probably posted it on twitter. A few minutes later, my phone starts to beep and lighten up, I pull it in my hand from the chair beside me and look at it.

#spotted: Harry Styles and his girlfriend are at LAX waiting for their plane.

That was seriously some news the world had to know!

I sigh loudly and Harry asked me "What's wrong babe?" When he calls me babe... "The girl, over there, had posted a picture of us on Twitter, can you believe? It's 6 fucking AM, doesn't she have something else to do?"

"Go buy a life, it's dutyfree"

Harry laughed, and said "Don't pay attention to her, it's how it is"

"I don't know how you can stay calm"

"I'm used ut those things"

I huff.

This is so annoying, this lack of privacy, even when you're just waiting for your plane. I want to say something to the girl, the way she shares my private life is wrong. Kissing Harry's forehead, I warn him that I'll be right back.

"Jenna" he shouted not too loud to not drow attention.

"Excuse me, did you post that photo of us?" I ask to the girl focused on her phone, smiling. She's probably glad by the buzz she'd created with her little stolen pic. When I interrupt her, she looked a bit confused.

"Yeah" she answered, dryly.

"Don't you think you could mind your own business, do you want me to take a picture of you and send it on the internet?"

"No one would even care" she laughs.

That girl is so annoying, she's obviously stubborn.

"You should thank me for sending it, you're on spotlight, it's the life you chose when you started dating him"

"It doesn't mean it's not wrong, stealing people privacy"

There's no point by talking to her, she won't understand, I just turn around and go back to Harry, rolling my eyes.

"I saw the tweets" Harry said, when I sat back.

"This is pissing me off, who do you think she is?"

"That's how it is, people think I live like this, that I don't need or don't have the right to be discrete, you'll get used to it, if you get pissed each time it happens, you'll get wrinkles" he grinned, and I sighed.

***

IN LONDON

The flight went well and we finally landed in London. I can't believe we're back, here, together. It felt like we left a very long time ago, a lot had happened since.

Harry's driver picked us up at Heathrow, and drove us to his place and we finally arrived, tired by the trip. We both just relaxed and chilled at his house for the rest of the day, cleaning a bit, and unpacking. We passed the evening cuddling in bed in front of Netflix, and it was heaven. We look like a real couple.

**

"Good morning sleepy head" I greet Harry when he joined me in the kitchen. It's pretty early and he's not completely awake yet. It's funny to see how is grumpy in the morning. He's still jetlagged. He's been very tired by all the flights and time changing he had in the last past week.

"You should have slept on the plane" I state, he spent the whole flight working, scribbling on papers. He was writing songs, I know, he was so focused on his work.

He sat on the bar chair at the kitchen counter and pulled his face in his hands, rubbing his tired green eyes. I poured him a cup of hot coffee, I made a strong one cause I knew it wouldn't be easy today. "Here we go, coffee, scrambled eggs and French toasts, made by the perfect French girlfriend" I smile at him while I put everything in front of him. "You're the best" a soft smile appeared on his face as he grabbed his fork.

"I miss France so much" I add, as I take a sip of my cup of coffee "I'm glad my friends are coming, I can't thank you enough to let them stay here" I peck him on his cheek, and patt his back. "No problem" he said chewing his breakfast.

"I"ll pay for everything" I stated, I know how Harry is about money. He just wants to take care of everything but it makes me uncomfortable. "I still have some from the photoshoot".

"You spend it all already?" Harry asked eyes wide open.

"No, I gave half to my dad, I don't need that much money" it's true, I had like three years of rent, I wanted to help him.

"That's nice of you" he said sweetly.

"I owe it to him, he took care of me my whole life"

Harry nodded and ate and looked at his tablet to remind him the schedule of the week. It's going to be a crazy week.

"So, busy week uh?" I said.

"Terrible" he answered as he slides through the screen.

"Remember that my friends are coming tomorrow, we'll be there to see you at this TV interview and the show" he nodded

"Aren't you late?" I ask, looking at the watch on my wrist.

"Urghh don't remember that. They're all gonna be late so"

"Oh, someone has started the day on the wrong foot, go back and try again" I smile

HI LOVELIES!! have you read about Harry and Kendall, do you think they're gonna be back together? i don't think Harry should be with her. It's always hard to ship one of them with a girl I know, but Kendall is definitely not the one. Zayn and Gigi belong together though. What do you think?

Hope you like this chapter!! Love you XXxxxx K