Lethe (H.S.)

Sunday (Prologue)

It was nice knowing that we would leave town tomorrow. We definitely deserved it. I had the band that went on a hiatus after 5 years of non-stop touring, and Rose had been very busy with uni. Even if it's just a week, I think we will enjoy it very much.

I've just finished packing when Rose comes in. She just came home from the library, where she usually studies. She says she concentrates better without me. I still don't know what to think about that...

I look up and watch her every move. Her dark soft hair, her long legs, her small waist and then her smile. "What's up Harry?" She smiles and walks over to me. "Nothing much, just admiring you." I say and hold her waist. Her lips are so beautiful. I kiss her on the lips. I hold her for a little longer. "Did you study hard?" I ask her in a fake stern voice and kiss her nose. She chuckles and walks to the kitchen. "Actually no. I was way too excited. I couldn't concentrate." She says. I follow her. I am crazy for her. 

"You know what, f that, we're going to France tomorrow!" I say loud and throw my hands in the air. "Yaaaay" She screams and laughs.

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That night I lay in bed with Rose in my arms. I love her so much. I love every single bit of her. She is so smart, she is so talented, she's so funny, and so very beautiful. We have been dating for a year now. We are pretty serious. She goes to uni and lives with me in London. I am in One Direction, the Boyband. I love the band, they are my brothers. But we were definitely in need of a break. After Zayn left if was all a bit weird. I think we're stronger now though. I'd rather not talk about the Zayn thing.

Tomorrow, Rose and I will go on a holiday to France. We have rented a house with a view on the sea. It is supposed to be very calming there. There will be no paps. Just the sea, a lot of sand, grass and the house. And obviously Rose.

We start our little holiday tomorrow morning, at 7am. We will fly from London to a small city in France. There, we will rent a car and drive to our destination. We decided not to ask a bodyguard to go with us. That just feels weird. I want a romantic week with my girlfriend.

I am even thinking about asking her to marry me. I am afraid she thinks it's too early, but I've been wanting to marry her for a while now. This week would be the perfect moment. I want to go on a fancy dinner with her, and ask her there. Maybe on Thursday or Friday. I don't want to ask her Monday or Tuesday, that would be too early. Nor on Saturday or Sunday, that's too late.

While thinking about Rose and how I will propose to her, I slowly fall asleep.

Getting my last bit of sleep before going on holiday.

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AN: Thank you for reading this book. I hope you're all getting ready! This will be one heck of an emocional book. Enjoy! (;