F o r t y - f o u r
"Harry, I honestly feel like I am going fall asleep any second now." I honestly say as I let out another yawn. Not hearing a reply, I look at Harry and see he is also yawning.
"I know, babe. Me too. But we will sleep on the long plane ride there." He smiles. I smile too just thinking about being at the resort in Maui with Harry. "Want to sit down here?"
"Sure." We sit down at a table near a food place for people to have something to eat or drink before their flight. I look around and see our gate is right besides us too, which is probably why Harry chose to sit here.
"I'm probably gonna get something to eat, do you want something too?" Harry asks as he taps the screen of the iPad that's in the middle of the table.
"What do they have?" I ask, my brain really incapable right now.
"Drinks, sandwiches, pastries, yogurt, salads. I'm feeling like a cream cheese bagel and tea." Harry says as he continues tapping in his order.
"I'll get a tea too and maybe a donut." I smile. Harry nods and orders that for me, looking back up as he asks another question.
"That all, babe?" I nod.
"Thank you. But I can pay for myself, you're already paying so much for this trip." I say, feeling guilty.
"Hey, it's no problem, Dais. My parents gave me lots of money when I was younger and I always saved it waiting for the perfect time to use it, and I finally found that perfect person to spend it on. So please, it's honestly all my pleasure to pay for this." He smiles and squeezes my hand. My heart throbs, my chest literally hurting at how kind he is.
"Thank you, Harry."
"Anytime, Dais." He kisses my forehead, his lips lingering on my skin for a while making my stomach flutter. "I'm honestly so fucking knackered, I'm just going to take a short nap on your shoulder while we wait for our food to come, if that's okay." A light chuckle comes out of my mouth— I definitely would have laughed a lot harder though if I wasn't this tired.
"Of course." I smile, seeing how cute and happy he became when I said yes. I sit back against the hard chair to make myself as comfortable as I can, Harry also getting snuggly as he rests his head on my shoulder. "Oh, I got an idea." He mumbles to himself, sitting back up and unzipping his hoodie. He carefully folds it in his hands before putting the hoodie on my shoulder and precedes to take his nap.
I sit there smiling like a complete idiot, hearing Harry's breathing get heavier as he slowly falls asleep. I decide I want to record this moment so I pull out my phone and take a few selfies of us, loving each picture even though I look like a zombie. I then remember that Harry brought a new camera he bought recently to vlog our Hawaii adventures. I slowly reach my hand out to grab the camera on the table, turning it on and pressing record before flipping it around to film me with a sleeping Harry on my shoulder.
"We are now sitting down in this small restaurant thing," I whisper because of the lack of energy. "and while we're waiting for our food, Harry here, decided he wants a quick power nap on my shoulder." I can't help but smile as I tilt the camera down to show Harry's adorable sleeping face. "Look at him." I awe as I look in the view finder.
I hear someone approaching us, my head turning to the side to see a young waitress holding a tray that contains our order. She looks like she could probably be around mine or Harry's age. She looks at me and gives me a smile, I return the gesture and watch as she place the plates and mugs onto the table. I turn my head to look at Harry and nudge him awake. He groans and rubs his eyes, a yawn coming out of his mouth.
"Thank you so much." I smile at her.
"Yeah, thank you." Harry croaks and gives a tired smile.
"No problem." She smiles back. "Are you two YouTube vloggers?" She asks making my eyes widen with surprise. I quickly shake my head.
"No, my boyfriend just wanted to record our vacation." I look at Harry and he sheepishly smiles making me chuckle.
"Oh, well you should! I think lots of people would love to watch the two of you and see what you guys get up to each day." For some reason her comments made me really happy, a huge smile on my face.
"Thank you! At least someone appreciates me vlogging." Harry jokes and sticks his tongue out at me.
"No, no, I—" I stutter, the heat rising to my face.
"I'm just messing with you." Harry laughs. The girl laughs too and grabs the tray from the table and holds it at her side.
"Where are you guys headed off too?"
"Maui." I smile, still not believing it.
"Oh wow!" Her eyes go wide. "I would love to go there one day, it's so beautiful! Well I hope you two have an awesome trip." She smiles.
"Thank you." Harry and I say at the same time.
"Merry Christmas." She waves as she starts walking away.
"Merry Christmas." We reply back. I just notice that I'm still vlogging, mentally hoping that I wasn't aiming at the ceiling or my boobs. I turn the camera off and place it on the table, my arm aching a bit from holding it up for so long.
"She's nice." Harry says as he picks up his mug and takes a sip.
"She is very nice." I agree.
"Oh and thanks for letting me nap on you. I actually feel a lot more energetic now."
"I'm glad." I smile at him before looking down at my plate, seeing a circular donut with light sugar on top and some brown cream seeping out from inside. "Woah, what type of donut is this?" I ask, picking it up with my fingers.
"It has dulce de leche inside."
"How did you know I like dulce de leche?" I ask completely dumbfounded. Harry chuckles at my reaction.
"I saw you had some in your fridge and I think it came up in conversation once of how much you love that stuff, so why not get you a dulce de leche donut?" He grins, so satisfied with his choice of donut.
"Wow, you have a great memory." I say before taking a big bite. My eyes close shut at how delicious this tastes. Who cares about nutella, dulce de leche is even better! Actually I joke, I love them both equally. "This is so good. Do you want a bite?" I offer Harry.
"Sure." He opens his mouth, waiting for me to feed him. I hold the donut in his mouth, Harry taking a bite and immediately groaning. "Yeah, that is amazing." I nod my head, taking another huge bite.
"I never knew this was a thing, it's so awesome!" Harry chuckles as I take a sip of tea to help me wash it down.
Once we finish up our breakfast (I know, mine was so healthy), we went to line up in front of our gate since people were already standing there, waiting. And after 30 minutes of standing, our gate finally opened and we showed our boarding pass and passport to the people before walking down the tube-thingies (I never knew what to call those things) to the plane. Harry had his camera out, of course. I find it so amusing but adorable at the same time as he talks to the camera. As soon as I see the plane, excitement floods through me as I realize that in 14-ish hours we are going to be in freaking Hawaii!
"Touch the plane for good luck." Harry says as he lightly touching the door of the plane. I do the exact same as what Harry does, smiling at the flight attendants before walking down the narrow aisle to our seats.
I follow Harry since he's leading the way, observing the people sitting down as I continue walking forwards. I see him turn the camera off and hold it in his hands as he continues searching for our spots. Harry eventually stops and turns towards me and smiles.
"Do you want the window seat?" He asks me. I shake my head, my nose scrunching up.
"It's alright."
"Are you scared of flying?" Harry asks, immediately concerned and worried.
"Just a tad, but it's alright." Harry nods and quickly puts our bags up above our seats and moves out the way so other people can pass through. I sit besides Harry, putting the blankets and other items that's provided for us on the floor and immediately buckle up.
"Wait, Dais, are you okay? Are you really terrified of flying?" He holds my hand, his face all serious.
"I'm okay." I reassure him, not wanting him to be worried. "I'm terrified of the plane getting hijacked or the plane crashing but I know we'll be fine."
"Yeah, we'll be fine, babe. I promise. Plus it's a proven fact that it's more likely to get killed by falling off your bed than the plane crashing or getting hijacked."
"Wow people die from falling off their beds?" He nods his head. "Damn."
"I know. But honestly are you okay? You're not super anxious or anything, are you?"
"I'm alright, I promise." I smile at him, adoring how concerned he is. "If I am though, I'll tell you."
"Good." He smiles at me and gives me a tight hug which makes me feel really reassured.
Before we know it, I hear the engine start up, the plane starting to move as the flight attendants go through the emergency procedures. Watching the video and seeing all the scenarios that could happen really starts to freak me out. I grab onto Harry hand, squeezing it tight as I take deep breaths to calm myself.
"That's it, deep breaths, Dais. Everything will be fine, it's just for our safety." I nod, my eyes still on the video as I feel Harry rubbing the back of my hand with his other hand.
I feel the plane stop. I look out the window and see we are at the start of the runway. I continue focusing on my deep breaths as the video finishes and the flight attendants walk down the aisles to make sure everything's ready for takeoff. I look down at my waist, seeing my seatbelt is fastened. I then look at Harry's to make sure his is on too. I let out a sigh of relief when I see his is also fastened.
"I don't really like takeoffs and landings." I state, a small whimper coming out of my mouth when the engine starts roaring louder.
"Hey, I'm right here, everything will be okay. Just listen to my voice, yeah?" I nod as I switch positions, now hugging onto Harry's arm as I brace myself. I close my eyes shut, focusing on Harry who is singing a song that I don't recognize. But his pure, angelic voice does make me feel a bit more relax.
Soon enough the engine roars louder, the plane moving fast down the runway. I squeeze my eyes tighter, continuing my breathing. I feel the plane lift off the ground, my stomach dropping several times as the plane shakes as we soar higher and higher into the air.
"Woah the view is so pretty." I open my eyes and reluctantly look out the window, my mouth dropping at the gorgeous view.
I can feel myself starting to relax as I get used to the plane's movement, putting all my attention to outside the window. The sky is a yellow, orange colour, the sun rising past the sea of buildings.
"You good?" Harry turns to me, squeezing my hand. I give him a smile.
"Yeah, now get your camera out, you should vlog this." He looks at me to make sure I'm okay, to which I give him a nod and encourage him to vlog. Harry gets excited as he turns on the camera, pressing record before filming the view.
"Maybe we should post videos on YouTube," Harry starts saying. "because I'm getting really excited as I'm thinking about how I'm going to edit this video."
"And how are you going to edit it?" I wonder.
"I'm going to do a whole montage from when we get onto the plane to when we reach the hotel. And there will be some sick music playing but I'll put some of my comments in some bits to make it more interesting—I know it doesn't sound that great but trust me, I have it all up here." He points to his head.
"Don't worry," I laugh at how excited he is for all this. "I trust you, Harry."
Harry continues filming as we pass through the clouds. I let out a yawn, my panic episode earlier making me even more exhausted. I feel my eyes get heavier and heavier with each passing second, my eyelids eventually closing shut as my thoughts start to blur into nothingness.
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"Babe." I hear a distant voice. "Baby, you need to get up." I feel the person's hand on my arm, carefully shaking me side to side. "Daisy." He says again as I slowly become aware of my surroundings. I slowly open my eyes, seeing Harry smiling at me, his camera on and pointing right at me. I groan, rubbing my eyes before sitting up and stretching.
"Are we here?" I ask as I look out the window, indeed seeing we are on the ground.
"Yeah," He chuckles as he puts his camera away. "Did you honestly sleep through the whole flight?" He asks.
"I think so. I don't remember waking up." I sheepishly smile. Harry bends down and kisses my cheek.
"I slept through most of it too but I woke up three hours ago."
"What did you do while you were up?" I ask as I get up from my seat so we can grab our stuff and leave the plane. The majority of the people have left already.
"I watched a movie and had lunch, which actually wasn't too bad—noodles with beans along with some other small bits." Harry grabs our bags down from the top compartment, the both of us putting them on as we exit the plane.
"What movie did you watch?"
"Guardians of the Galaxy. It was really good!"
"I've never seen it, but it has Chris Pratt in it so it must be good." I half joke making Harry chuckle.
"Since it's going to be past 5 in the afternoon when we reach the hotel, what do you say about getting settled in our room, walking around the resort, grabbing dinner, having a quick swim in the pool and then grabbing some drinks or something before we crash for the night?" Harry offers, grabbing onto my hand and linking our fingers together as we walk into the airport to grab our luggages.
"I think that sounds lovely." I honestly say, smiling as I look up at Harry.
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i'm gonna change it so they're gonna be there for a week, i honestly don't know why i wrote three weeks in the last chapter because that's a longggg freaking time lol (it was really late when i wrote that chapter so i was v tired :p)
but i hope you enjoyed reading this chapter! just imagining vlogger!harry made me get the feels man, it needs to happen! (but lol remember when liam said he would upload youtube videos how many years ago haha)
also shoutout to Shani_Shana99 i love her to pieces, she's basically my twin, and she's such an amazing writer! so you should all check out her stories-- especially "Breathing the Dead" its soooo gooooddddd! :)
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stay lovely xx.
~ May <3