Angel Face

Epilogue

New Years Eve.

Harper

"Good morning," Harry smiles wheeling in our breakfast room service. He'd requested it for each morning, all of our favourite breakfast foods on one tray.

I was truly spoilt.

I stretch pulling the covers higher. "Hmm,"

"Don't you want breakfast?" He asks laying back down beside me, pushing some hair behind my ear.

I snuggle closer into the bed sheets. "Not yet,"

"You excited? New Year, new everything."

I roll my eyes. "Not new everything, don't be dramatic,"

He laughs. "New house,"

I smile. "I can't wait for that,"

"When do you want to start looking?"

I shrug. "Whenever you want to, I don't mind. I have no where idea where to start,"

"I can get in touch with some people when we're back home,"

I smile kissing him. "Okay,"

. . .

After breakfast we both slowly got ready, we decided today to go for a simple walk.

The past four days had been amazing, we'd visited the Berlin Wall, Brandenburg Gate, the Holocaust Memorial and Berlin Aquarium.

It was nice to be an adult and spend time with just Harry, we were always busy and always having to do something else and not really focus completely on the other person so to be able to spend quality time together was so nice.

Our phones had been forgotten about, the only time we used them was to contact family or if the boys messaged, Kendall had a few times but she was in LA and time difference was crazy for us.

Sienna was okay when she FaceTimed Harry and I, but when it came to saying goodbye she cried and cried non-stop. Today she was going up to Anne's, and I couldn't help but miss her like crazy.

The paparazzi were non-existent over here, I thought it may have been because people were expecting Harry to be in LA. We were left alone for our first two days, but by the third fans started to find out where we were, asking both Harry and I for photos.

"This place is cute," I smile looking around the woodland area. It was freezing, I could tell it was about to snow either today or tomorrow.

Harry and I hold hands as we walk through the greenery, trees as tall as they can go, the lake silent and still.

We find a bench, Harry wipes it first before we sit down, it was cold at first but I got used to it once I snuggled into Harry, our view of the frost bitten lake perfect.

Harry snaps a photo as do I before he turns his camera round and we take some generic couple-like photos. We had taken so many photos on this trip, not just of ourselves but of Berlin also, I planned to print them out and make an album for Harry's birthday.

"Do you ever think about how strange it is that the world always continues?"

I look up at Harry whose eyes were on the lake. This was such a normal question for him to ask. We've had so many deep conversations during this trip, some I'll think about forever.

"Explain,"

I understood but I liked to listen to his reasoning.

"I mean, we're in Berlin in a forest, no one knows where we are, but still there are people listening to our music, someone buying a magazine with your face on, someone's dying or being born, getting married, celebrating a birthday.. all in this moment whilst we sit here."