She had cried for days after that. Harry didn't really know what was going on but when she finally opened up, he was shocked. He didn't expect the guy to just leave everything behind. Sure, Harry didn't like him, hated him in fact but Evee still cared about him and it made him upset that she was a wreck. It was then that he decided he would never tell his girlfriend about her neighbor picking up her phone when they were fighting. He didn't want to upset her more and it was no use anyways, the guy had moved on. He wouldn't be a problem anymore.

When September finally arrived, Evee was glad she could leave July and August behind. With everyone taking their annual leave at work, the blonde nurse had to work extra time. The fact that they were two shitty months in her own personal life didn't make it any better.

"It's almost your birthday." Harry sang in her ear teasing her.

It was true, September fifth was her twenty sixth birthday. It was on Monday. Today it was a Friday and she didn't have to work until Wednesday. "I know. Twenty six. I'm getting old."

"I'm not sure if I should take this personal or not, you do know I'm turning thirty two in two weeks."

"You're a man, it's different." She waved his comment away.

He looked at her from his kitchen with shock. They were at Nottingham Cottage and she was spread out on his couch watching Game Of Thrones. "How is that different?"

"Your eggs won't dry up because you're a man." He heard her mumble from behind the couch. "You guys can have children until you're what, seventy five?"

"There's really no use at having kids at seventy five, you wouldn't be able to see them grow up. You're not turning thirty, stop being such a sore plum."

He could see her head coming above the couch and had to hold back laughter. The look on her face said everything: her eyebrows raised, her hair a mess, her lips pouting. "Did you just call me a sore plum?"

"I think I did, yes." He tried not to grin but failed miserably.

"Whatever. I'm going in search for Kit Harrington." She pointed at the television, Jon Snow laying dead on a table. "I read somewhere that he thought I was a good catch." Evee had to hold back laughter herself when she saw Harry dangerously walking up to her. "Don't, Harry. No." She warned, laughing when he jumped on the couch, crushing her underneath him.

"Tell me I'm prettier than Jon Snow."

"No one is prettier than Jon Snow." She laughed when he managed to grab her wrists and pin them above her head with one hand. The other slowly moving underneath her t-shirt.

"Tell me." She tried breaking out of his grasp, avoiding his hand, which was now tickling her.

"No- hahahahaha- stop Harry! Hahahaha, I'm watching the show- No." Her head eagerly shook from left to right as he tried placing kisses all over her face, praying to god she wouldn't break his nose.

He suddenly stopped his movements, "Hey, did you know that on Sunday it'll be six months right on the spot, that we first met?"

"You counted?" She raised her eyebrows from underneath him.

"Friday March fourth. That was when I visited the hospital. That was when I met one very rude nurse." He grinned from above her, feeling the swelling of her breasts against his own chest.

"Rude but very cute, right?" She crooked her eyebrow at him, holding back a grin.

He nodded his head, "Very cute."

"Can you let the cute nurse go now?" Evee pouted, giving him her biggest puppy eyes she could manage. "I've missed Jon Snow's awakening."

"Only if I get a kiss."

"Fine." She rolled her eyes, planting a big smooch on his lips. She felt him untighten the grip on her wrists and slowly getting off her. She couldn't help but mumble to herself, "Made me miss Jon's fine chest, dammit. Now I have to rewind."

"What did you just say?" Her boyfriend laughed, crushing her once again underneath him.

"Harry! Come on!" She whined once again but couldn't help but laugh underneath his sloppy kisses. His beard tickled her neck.

It was early saturdaymorning when Evee woke up by Harry shaking her arms. "Wake up." She heard him whisper in the dark. God, it was way too early.

"Harry, it's too early for sex." She mumbled not being a hundred percent awake. She slapped his hands away.

In the distance she could hear him chuckle. "We have to go."

"Go? Where?" She yawned, finally opening one eye. The light on his nightstand was on, slightly lightening up the room.

"It's a surprise." He grinned, he was obviously a lot more awake than she was. Harry was sitting on the bed, only wearing his boxers.

"A surprise?" She lifted herself up on her elbows, looking at him in confusion. Her eyes were still adjusting to the light.

"For your birthday."

"For my birthday?"

"Are you going to repeat everything I tell you?" Harry laughed at Eveline's confused face. She didn't have a clue what he was talking about. "Get ready and go get dressed in something comfortable and warm."

"Why? Where are you taking me?" Evee looked at Harry with suspicious eyes. She couldn't believe he kept it a secret from her.

"I thought we could use a weekend away. I've asked my father if we could borrow Birkhall for a couple of days." He spoke, knowing how much she loved the countryside and how she had never been to Scotland.

"Birkhall?" Eveline didn't understand, what's Birkhall? She had never heard of such thing.

"It's an estate, owned by my father. In Scotland."

"We're going to Scotland?" She couldn't help her excitement. She had always loved the peace and quiet and Scotland had been on her list of countries she wanted to visit for a long time. If she closed her eyes, she could already smell nature.

"Yes, are you happy with that?" He looked at Evee with fearful eyes. He really had no clue what to give her for her birthday, he knew he wanted to spent some quality time together where they wouldn't be bothered. He first wanted to take her to an island in Greece but decided otherwise, knowing her fear of flying and how she didn't like the heat. He knew she loved nature and Birkhall was perfect for that. He had to ask his father's permission first but Charles was happy they had worked everything out so he didn't care if his son used it to surprise Eveline.

"Are you seriously asking me that? I love it!"

"It isn't far from Balmoral, one of my grandmother's favourite places."

She nodded her head, "So it's just going to be you and me, the whole weekend?"

"Just you and me. No Will knocking on our door, no paps, no James,..." He smiled at her excitement, she eagerly got off the bed.

"So we can actually walk around naked throughout the whole weekend and no one would notice?"

"I would not recommend that, even though it's still summer, it can get quite cold and there are actual security cameras." He shook his head at her suggestion and laughed.

"I didn't pack anything though." Evee looked at Harry in confusion. They were at his place. Sure, she already had a little place in his closet but most of her clothes were at her apartment.

"I actually packed for you. I dropped your suitcase off at Will's apartment yesterday so you wouldn't notice."

"Cheeky." The blonde grinned.

"Indeed, it was very interesting picking out your knickers for the weekend." He smiled, throwing his arms around her.

"Let me guess, they're all made out of lace and not a lot of material." She looked up at him, wrapping her own arms around his bare waist.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Please, we both know you packed that one red, lacy thong. "

"Well, it is my favourite." Harry mumbled, kissing her jaw and watching how she crooked her neck for him.

"Do we have a little time?" She whispered, enjoying the feel of his lips against her neck.

"Unfortunately, we don't. We have a plane ride to catch." He was a little scared on how she would react to that part of the surprise. At least it wasn't as far away as Greece, she just had to hold on for an hour, then it would all be over.

"A plane ride?!"

"Yes, how else would we get there?"

"I don't know." Evee mumbled, her nerves were already kicking in. "A boat ride?"

"You'll need to get used to it, there will be a lot more plane rides in the future if you decide to stick with me."

"I need to use the bathroom, I'm already having cramps." She mumbled, throwing an angry glare at Harry as he replied in laughter.