Genevieve and Harry have the perfect life together. Until Harry gets the opportunity of a lifetime to tour around the world. Without any warning, he ups and leaves his life behind. After three years, he's ready to come home. What happens when he fin...
DO NOT SKIP THE PROLOGUE. I DIDNT WRITE THIS FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
February 1st, 2017
"Harry! Let's go, we're going to be late to your own party!" I say walking into the bathroom that connects to our bedroom.
I stop in my tracks when I see he's not even dressed yet. Eyes glued to his phone that lays on the bathroom counter. His hands are tightly gripped onto the counter with his head laying low between his shoulders. I can hear his heavy breaths from where I'm standing in the doorway.
"Babe?" I softly say, catching his attention. "What's wrong?" He looks at me with his soft green eyes. Just by this look alone I can tell his mind is reeling with overbearing thoughts. He tries to calm himself, but I already know there's something stressing him out.
"It's just," He pauses, and takes a deep breath. His eyes go back to his phone and then back up to me. "Do we have to go?"
I walk up to him and kiss his cheek. "H, this is what you wanted to do just a couple days ago. You don't want to spend your 21st birthday with your friends?" My arms find their way around his waist, and my chin propped up on his chest. "Who was on the phone?"
He brings his face down and kisses my lips. "It was no one." He shakes his head. "I'd just rather spend it with you."
"You will be with me." I smile softly. I bring my hand up and gently smooth my thumb back and forth across his cheek.
"Only you." He grabs my wrist and repeats my motions on my hand. "Always want to be just with you, baby." He whispers as he plants a kiss to my lips.
I'm so in love with this man. How am I, after seven years of being together, still finding even more reasons to love him. Everything about him is everything I could ever need in this life. Before him, I never thought I would ever in my life feel this way about anything or anyone. But he just makes loving him so easy.
"I'll tell you what, since we were supposed to be there like five minutes ago..." I glance at the watch on my wrist. "I say you get dressed, we make an appearance, sing happy birthday, get drunk, and we come home early and I can give you your birthday present."
He pulls his head back with a questioning look, "Vi, I told you, you didn't have to get me anything."
I let out a small laugh before I lean in to whisper next to his ear, "then I guess you don't want to find out what's under this dress?" I sneak one last peck to his lips before turning around and making my way to his outfit that sits on the bed for tonight. I grab it and hand it to him. "Here, now put this on, the faster we get there, the faster we can come home."
