Carrington Hill

It was 5:30 am. I knew it because my alarm went off on my phone and it made me almost roll off of the bed. Harry's body stirred next to me which caused me to turn my head in his direction, catching his lips opening and then closing again as he furrowed his eyebrows. He brought his hands up to his eyes and roughly rubbed on them as I just laid in bed, wishing to stay there for longer. Harry huffed as he slapped his hands down on the bed then pushed himself up then got out of bed. He was quite moody still when we came to bed last night, he just blamed himself or more so his team for messing up his schedule so he couldn't come with me to the championship. I kind of got over it since there was nothing I could do about it.

After a few more minutes of lying in bed, I got out and joined my boyfriend in the bathroom. The soft lights that were turned on near the mirror still made me squint but it was better than having the main one on. Once I got my hair out of my face, I washed it and my teeth whilst Harry did the same. He was using one of the sinks while I had the other. We didn't actually pick sides or anything since my stuff was mixed with his. I thought that would've annoyed me since I like to keep my stuff organised however it quickly came to my attention that I was a lazy piece of ass for one and for two, I just didn't care.

When I had finished up in the bathroom, I quickly chucked some airport clothes on which basically consisted of leggings, slides and a hoodie. I grabbed my bag and chucked my charger and things like that in it as well as I grabbed my teddy to stuff in my suitcase which was downstairs. If I couldn't have Harry with me then I at least had my teddy.

The smell of coffee filled my nose right as I got down the stairs so I knew what my man was doing. He was quite active in the mornings, he liked to get things sorted as soon as possible so that he could get on with whatever else he had to do and finish early enough to have the rest of the afternoon off to chill. I liked that and I wished I could be like that but waking up early was always a struggle for me. Especially because somehow my bed felt comfier in the mornings than at any other time.

"Baby," Harry's voice was still very deep and very sleepy sounding. We haven't actually said anything yet that morning so hearing his voice was nice. I walked over to the kitchen where he was sipping on his disgustingly bitter black coffee and making pancakes at the same time. Now get you a man who wakes up at half five in the morning and makes you pancakes!

I cuddled to his side as my arms wrapped around his middle, my fingers intertwined on his hip and laid my head on his shoulder. He placed the coffee down as well as the spatula he was holding to flip the pancakes and hugged me back. I felt him kiss the top of my head and as he exhaled through his nose. His body was warm against mine and he smelled amazing. Not to mention how good I thought he looked.

He was wearing proper airport clothes, too, even though he was not coming with me to Spain. Oh, yes, this year's championship was in Spain which was exciting as I haven't been there in a while. I kind of wished Harry would be coming with me today and seeing him in his black Nike shorts left me a bit bummed. He wore white socks too, his black Adidas slides were next to the kitchen island. A grey hoodie covered his top half and his usual Packers beanie was on, too.

Eventually, all the pancake mixture was done and so we both dived right into it. They were chocolate chips ones, not that that stopped me from spreading Nutella all over it. Harry just laughed at me as I basically inhaled at least five of the little American pancakes he made.

Soon after breakfast, he got a phone call from his chauffer who was driving me – well, us – to the airport who told him he was going to be here in about five minutes. My flight was at seven and the time was rolling quite quickly. Since it was short haul, I didn't think it was necessary to be there really early but I knew I still had to go through security and all that shit.

Harry sat in the back with me, his hand held mine gently and he pressed a kiss to my knuckles here and there. Neither of us said anything really, seeing as it was rather early. At first, I didn't even want Harry to come in the airport with me because I was not in the mood for catching other people's attention though he said it'll be fine. So, I trusted him.

"Please text me as soon as you landed," he spoke up once we got inside and waited for Alex. Chloe, his girlfriend, was coming too and they were about five minutes away. "I know flying is hectic and all with the security stuff, so, just, uh, call me whenever you can, alright?"

"Sure thing, bub," I smiled at him. He reciprocated the gesture then leaned down and pecked my lips softly. "I'll text you the hotel address and everything as well in case, you know, you can get away a bit earlier or something and you need an address to go to."

"Okay, thank you," he nodded. "I, uh, your mother and Harrison. Will they be there?"

"No," I huffed, a bit sad that they were going to miss my championship. "Neither will my dad or Lesley. Think Uncle Vlad might come because apparently he has something to do in Portugal for work and he might be able to come to Spain for a few hours."

"Right, okay," he nodded again, his eyes travelled all over my face as if he was trying to remember every little part of it. He rolled his lips into his mouth whilst memorising my features and they turned a slightly darker pink when he let them go again. "I, uh, I will make sure I get there in time, okay? I want to be there for you to support you."

"Thank you," I smiled gratefully. I believed he would try his best because he genuinely seemed like he wanted to be there and he wasn't feeding me empty promises. "On the other hand, like I said, don't stress yourself out over it too much. It's fine."

"I know," he sighed as he bit down on the inside of his cheek. My eyes were focused on his as he tried his best to avoid my gaze. I had no idea why he was so on edge. I hated thinking about how he blamed himself for not being able to come with me.

Alex and Chloe arrived soon enough and we literally had to run for the security checks. Saying bye to Harry was quick and efficient, no time left for tears which I was more than happy about. I genuinely disliked saying bye to people if I was going somewhere or if they were so I was really happy that it was hurried.

By twenty to seven we were through the checks and then we literally had to run for the flight which was pretty funny. Alex's beanie kept sliding off of his suitcase and he refused to put elsewhere so Chloe and I left him behind. Which was actually quite the mistake because he was sitting in the middle seat and I was in the isle one which meant that I had to get out when he got on the plane. And my lazy ass really didn't like that. Or whenever one of them had to use the toilet. Because yes, both Chloe and Alex thought it was fucking funny to make me stand up every ten minutes just so they could go to the loo.

Okay, that's me reaching but they really did make me stand up twice as both of them needed the toilet. And they both laughed in my face when they got out of their seat and back.

As promised, I texted Harry when we landed and everyone stood up all at once. Me, being my clever self, I just sat on my arse and waited for most of the people to get off around us. That made me panic sometimes, thinking that someone could potentially nick my shit but this far that didn't happen to me.

"How come Harry didn't join us this morning?" Chloe asked as we waited for Alex to get us drinks from the Starbucks inside the airport. We didn't even get a taxi yet to take us to the hotel but I guess we had our priorities in order, right? "I completely forgot to ask you before and it just came to me, like, I thought he was going to come."

"Yeah, he got a last-minute job thing, so," I laughed it off and shrugged my shoulder a little. "He said he'll be here for the results so I'm fine with that."

"Oh, right," she said understandingly. "Well, I'm here for both of you, Alex and you, as your main source of support. Guess I'm no model or Harry Styles but I'm better than nothing, isn't that right?" she chuckled.

"Don't say that," I nudged her. "You are honestly all that Alex and I need. I'm glad you could come."

"Alex quite literally ordered me to come and who am I to say no to a free weekend away, eh?"

"I honestly relate to that so much," I commented. Chloe grinned at me with a knowing look, her arms going to the side with her palms facing the ceiling and shrugged a little.

"What can you relate to?" Alex questioned, out of nowhere, with three drinks in a paper cupholder in his hands. He also held three little bags under the drinks which I knew was food because I could smell it.

"Nothing," I said as I took my drink out of the holder once he placed it on the table. "What else did you get?"

"Bacon butty for myself, just sausage for Chloe and sausage and bacon for you, sis," he answered whilst looking into all of the bags and gave it out to each of us. "Also, while I was waiting, I called a taxi for us and it'll be here in about ten minutes."

"That's a long time for a taxi to come," Chloe commented before she took a bite of her sandwich.

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I literally did nothing when we got to the hotel. It wasn't the official hotel where all the dancers will be because we have earlier. The flight and getting up so early tired me out and I really could not be arsed to do anything. Other than order food to my room, obviously.

The only thing I remembered after eating everything I had ordered was the loud banging from my door. A loud groan came from my throat as I rolled out of bed, still in my airport clothes. Like I said, I didn't have the motivation to do anything. I had a feeling it was gonna be Alex because who else would bang on my door so powerful? That's why I opened it up so suddenly and called out his name.

"Alex, I swear to-," and then I suddenly didn't know if I was still dreaming or it was actually happening. "Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked Harry. Harry fucking Styles. My goddamn man. He stood there, in his beautiful little outfit with his beautiful little smile, gorgeous eyes and messy curls.

"Hello, my love, it's great to see you, too," he grinned as he opened his arms wide, ready for a hug. He wasn't wearing the clothes he had on when he had taken me to the airport but his meeting outfit. Or at least I thought he came from a meeting because he wore a proper suit with fancy boots and all.

"I'm so confused," I mumbled, completely shocked as I hugged him around his middle. He smelled good and for some reason that made me pull back a little to kiss him in the lips. He had a chewy in his mouth. "I thought you had work," I said as he came in the room with a bag on his shoulder.

I heard him chuckle and was greeted by his handsome smile when I walked over to him where he sat on the bed.

"Come here," Harry pulled me down on his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck as I smiled down at him as his arms held me around my waist. "Now give me another kiss, please," he puckered his lips and I laughed as I leaned in. He hummed against my mouth before he pulled back and kissed my cheek. Then my temple and my forehead. "I love you."

"I love you, too, but what the fuck are you doing here?" I asked him, still confused by his presence. Don't get me wrong, it felt amazing to have him with me but I genuinely did not know how he was there. I thought he had to stay in London for work.

"Well, you very well know how good I am with words, right?"

"Yes," I laughed.

"I just basically talked myself out if it," he shrugged. "It was a photoshoot. I rescheduled it."

"I thought it was an important job?"

"Sort of. Not really," he said. "Being here with you, supporting you was more important."

"Harry," I pouted as I pulled him to my chest and hugged him tightly. It meant to much that he thought I was more important than his job.

"What is it?" he chuckled. "Is it really that hard to believe that I put you before my job? Happened before."

"It's just, uh, I don't know. It just means a lot, you know."

"I love you and I genuinely would do anything for you, you know that, right?" he asked me seriously and I swear I thought I was in a movie. He has never said anything so straight forward to me and I only ever imagined someone saying that to me. Never did I think it would actually happen. "Well, I would do anything for you and no, I can assure you that I'm not exaggerating. It also wouldn't put my career in danger so please don't even bother overthinking this."

"You're sweet, you know that?" I asked him softly and he nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck. We both fell back on the bed which caused us to chuckle, my fingers slipped into his hair and I swirled two strands of his hair around my index fingers.

"Anyway, so, what's the plan then?"

"Um," I hummed as my eyes followed the way his curl slipped out of my hold until my main focus was on his eyes. "We have fun and then I go dance, hopefully win, too, and then we have some more fun and go home."

"I might have something I'd like to add to that plan, but, I think it can wait for now," he smiled as he ducked his face closer to mine and pecked my lips.

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ain't how i planned for harry to reappear but here he is anyway lol

let me know how it was because these next few chapters are ones that i have thoroughly enjoyed writing and i would appreciate your guys' feedback :)

lots of love, b