Harry's point of view.
Seeing Emily's shocked and confused face was priceless when we walked on the airport. She had no idea why we were here and where we will go. This wasn't my plan, but I can't leave her alone again. I can't lose her for real this time. I was stupid when I said those words the other night. I need to put her first, she's my first intention in my life.
We walked hand in hand through the long tunnel to the plane, making her even more confused. I smiled softly at her and we get inside, giving our tickets to the lady. She points to our seats and we walk to them, seeing Louis already sitting in one of them.
"Emmy!" Louis smiled and they hugged each other, making me smile. Louis told me about him and Emily, they are best friends. I'm so glad the boys like her, it makes thing a lot easier.
"Hey Lou." She says silently, sitting down on a airplane chair next to the window. Louis frowns, looking at me. She had been this quiet ever since last night, answering with a small yes or no. It hurts me to see her like this, but one of us has to stay strong. I grab her bag and put it in the upper cabinet. I sit down next to her and smile softly, looking at her tired state.
I'll love her until she learns to love herself.
The pilot informs us that we're taking of so Louis and I buckle ourself, me buckling Emily in too since she was struggling with the seatbelt. She glances at my sight and smiles weakly, causing me to grab her hand.
"Have you ever been on a plane?" I ask her and she shakes her head, squeezing my hand when we started to go faster. The plane started to get off the ground and Emily looks outside, wide eyes and a big smile. She looks so excited yet so scared, not knowing where I'm taking her.
"It's about an hour flight, ask me if you need anything okay?" I tell her and she nods. I unbuckle and grab my phone, Emily softly grabbing my arm.
"Can I use your earplugs?" She almost whispers and I nod, taking the earplugs out of my pocket. You might think, why does she listen to music when there are others? She always listens to music when she's stressed, so I told her to listen to it whenever she wanted.
She thanks me and plugs them in her phone, facing the window again. I sigh softly and face Louis, who was watching something on his MacBook.
"What are you watching?" I ask and put my arms behind my head. I'm restless, but tired ever since Emily ended up in that hospital. I bet I have massive bags under my eyes And I must smell...-
"Put your arms down lad, you smell horrible." Louis chokes and pushes me away, laughing loudly. I roll my eyes at him but still smile, he's such a idiot.
"What I'm watching? No idea." He answers my previous question and chuckles again. He's so happy.
"Wait, I think I might know it. I watched this with Emily. Why are you watching such a sad movie?" I ask chuckling and look at the MacBook screen. Emilyand I watched almost every movie on Netflix, so of course we watched this one too.
"I don't know, It's called The Theory of Everything." Louis says and I nod.
"I know, I watched it with Emily."
"How is she?" He asks me silently, looking at Emily with worry. I sigh and look at her too, seeing her stare out the small plane window.
"Quiet." I state and Louis rolls his eyes, "That I noticed you dumbass. But what else?"
I sigh yet again and shrug, looking at the screen again.
"It's like when we met all over again. Her self esteem has dropped to zero and she doesn't talk anymore. It's all my fault Lou." I shake my head embarrassed and Louis raises his eyebrows, shit.
"What did you do Haz?"
I bite my lip and look down, playing with the metal ring around my middle finger. How can I tell him that? He'll hate me so much.
"Harry."
"I just..." I trail off and Louis nods, telling me to continue.
"We had a fight, we didn't understand each other and I called her a few things." I say silently causing Louis to roll his eyes, shaking his head.
"Harry, how fucking stupid are you?"
"I know Lou, I was stupid." I nod and Louis chuckled harshly.
"No Harry, you still are."
I nod at his words and look down, embarrassed and sad. Of course it was my fault, I shouldn't have said those words. Louis puts his laptop away and turns to me, sighing softly.
"I'm sorry Haz, that was harsh and mean."
"No, you're right Louis." I tell him and he nods slowly, sending me a small smile. But still, the guilt won't leave my body.
"What now?" Louis asks me and I shrug, looking at my girl.
"I'll build her up."
"You know it's not that easy Harry." He states and I nod.
"I know that, but I'm willing to take every risk."
Louis smiles at me, both of us watching Emily who was slowly mouthing the lyrics of the songs. She was beautiful, absolutely breathtaking. She deserved the world, yet she choose me.
"I wonder how long before she notices." I whisper even though she can't hear me when I talk loudly. Louis chuckles and agrees.
"I think she'll love it. She always wanted to go to Amsterdam."
Amsterdam...
Here we come.
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Emily's point of view.
An hour, a playlist and no words after, we arrived where we're suppose to arrive. I had no idea where we were, nor I cared. Harry wanted to take me somewhere, I'll follow him. I'll do everything for him if that meant I won't lose him again.
"Emily." Harry takes one earplug out and I look at him, seeing him smile weakly. He looks so tired, my god.
"Are you ready?" He asks me softly and I nod, smiling at him. He unbuckled me and we stand up, him taking my hand and leading me out the tunnel. Louis was already standing outside in the hallway, grinning widely at me. Harry and I take the last few steps out the tunnel, walking to Louis' side.
"Let's get out suitcases." He says and Harry nods, grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers. How is it possible that he still loves me?
We walk to the luggage arrival, waiting for our suitcases rolling on the belt. Harry pulls me into his chest as he softly breaths and rests his chin on my head, not caring if there are cameras.
"You didn't bring any luggage right?" Harry asks Louis and Louis shakes his head.
"No, only this bag." He answers, showing his small pack bag and Harry nods, kissing the top of my head. Louis' phone started ringing and he looked at the screen before turning to us.
"I'll be right back." He said and walked several steps away, answering the call.
"I see them." He says and released me, walking to the belt and grabbing a brown bag and a suitcase with My Little Pony on it.
Demi.
Of freaking course.
She knew I still had that one in my closet and she knew I would laugh because of it. She's too predictable.
I giggle at the sight of Harry with it and want to grab it, causing Harry to shake his head.
"Nope, I'm taking it."
"But then you're carrying too much." I say stubbornly and he just chuckles, kissing my cheek.
"I'll be fine Ems."
His words made my heart flutter and smile, genuinely this time. I look down at his bag and raise my eyebrow.
"A little expensive, don't you think?" I tease and he chuckles again.
"Nah, it's just Burberry." He shrugs easily and my mouth falls open.
Stupid rich people.
"I'm ba...- what the hell is that?" Louis cuts himself off and starts laughing loudly, looking at the suitcase. Harry and I start laughing too and I cross my arms.
"Rainbow Dash is the best horse ever." I state and he laughs even louder, shaking his head.
"You're adorable, oh my god."
I giggle at his reaction and lean into Harry's side, making him chuckle too.
"Just don't let Ashton see it, you'll get the whole speech about why Apple Jack is better than Rainbow Dash."
"Never, no one is better than Rainbow Dash." I gasp and we start walking, me only watching Harry. He raises his eyebrows and looks down at me.
"Not even me?"
"You're not a horse Harry." I shake my head with a grin and he smiles.
"Then what am I?"
"You're Tarzan." I shrug and he roll his eyes in amusement, happy I'm warming up again. I take my eyes of Harry and start scanning around, completely unaware where we are. I could see a Hema, Albert Heijn and several restaurants. Oh my god.
"We're in Amsterdam aren't we?" I breath out with wide eyes and look up to Harry, seeing him grin widely.
"Yes Emily, welcome to Schiphol Airport."
Oh my god.