Something I'm Not 2- History (Sequel)

Chapter 36

We started putting the routine on set and I was nervous, I wasn't very comfortable with the lingerie clothing I had to dance in but at least I was still barefoot. But we got it done throughout the morning and I could breathe a little more. I still had two more days here .

(Harry's POV)

I was a little more paranoid than I should be about her being gone but I had every reason to after her leaving last time. I know she's annoyed with me and I can't tell you how many times I almost went to the airport and flew over to her. I was up at the studio a few days recording but it didn't distract me enough. I went to the gym a little longer and attempted to run through the back roads but I only got about a mile in before I started getting noticed. I see why Caroline said she just wants to be alone together. Away from that. Cause it is overwhelming. And I hate pretending to be a super nice guy all the time and overall, I'm just a huge ass hole. It's who I am and who she somehow loves. 

Two more days, I just need to get through two more days. Ugh...

Except I got a call and answered to a drunk Caroline at the bar with Ed. She was giggly and frankly, I couldn't be mad. I just wanted to listen to her. "Are you getting into trouble?" I smile and lay down on the couch. She giggles again. "No. Ed thinks I'm awesome when I'm drunk. How come you don't?" she asks and I close my eyes, it was late here but there it wouldn't be quite yet. "I do, except you normally only drink around me when you're ticked off or we end up fucking everytime we go to a party." I say and hear her gasp. "You know, I can't say you're wrong... cause that's very true." she says and I laugh. 

"So where are you now? It sounds pretty quite." I say and she giggles again. "Getting escorted out of the bar cause I punched someone." she says almost proud of herself and I half laugh out of shock. "You did what?" 

"Some guy was hitting on me and he was just getting annoying so I punched him." she says bubbly and I frown. "He was hitting on you, and I wasn't there." I say and she sighs. "Don't start Harry. I knocked him out." she says as if trying to assure me and I try to think of the short, firey Caroline knocking some guy out. You know, as crazy as she can be, I could believe that. I would've knocked his teeth down his throat. 

"Well then, I'm proud of you. As long as you didn't get hurt." I say and she giggles. "I wish I was there right now." I tell her and she pauses for a short moment. "I don't want to wait two days, Harry." she says quietly and I run a hand through my hair. I don't want to sound needy. 

"Are you done with the video?" I ask her. "Yeah, but I'm helping Ed with a song." she says quietly.

"I thought you were my little helper? Are you betraying me Caroline?" I playfully joke and here her laugh. Damn she's hot. I was doing all I could to not picture what she looked like. 

"I am you're helper." she says and I chuckle. "Well what if I flew out there and when you're done helping Ed, we can take another week and stay there?" I ask her and she pauses for a moment. "It wouldn't interfere with you're schedule?" she asks and I think of what I have going on. Not much for next week. "I can reschedule. It's not that important." I tell her. "So then will I see you tomorrow?" she chirps and I half smile with my eyes closed. I was on the verge of falling asleep but I can sleep on the plane. "Yes." I answer and find the motivation to get up off the couch to go pack. I randomly shoved some things into the bag and called james to get the plane ready. I figured I could bring the dogs since I don't have to go through airport security. 

    (Caroline's POV)

I ended up having a long confusing dream of something I couldn't quite lay my finger on. It was so clear until I woke up. I remembered Ed being in it, and Harry too. And there was some sort of distress but I couldn't remember what exactly had happened. But I had woke up to the bed shifting and something warm touching my cheek almost like a kiss. Ed wouldn't kiss me awake. He just throws a pillow at me. Am I still partially dreaming?