For You I Will

After meeting Harry on a trip to France, Jorgie never dreamed that she would be watching him confess her love for her on an interview a few months later.. Even though it seems like the perfect love story, things are bound to go wrong for Jorgie and Harry..

THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL TO UNTAMED!!!! Apologies.. The characters are just the same because that is my name and Yeahh.,..


28. Take me home

A few weeks later. 
Jorgie's POV

The weeks in London had past quickly. Harry had taken me out shopping and taken me to all his favourite places, we even spent a week in Holmes Chapel. Our flight to my home left on the 19th of February at 9am. 

I was packed and ready the night before, fitting a few last things in. 
We ordered in Chinese for dinner and I curled up on the couch with Harry while we ate it. He kept feeding me spoonfuls of his food and laughing as I licked my lips. 
"You excited to go home tomorrow?" He said after we finished. 
"Yeah. I've missed my family. And I just missed being in Australia. I love it here, don't get me wrong, but Australia is familiar to me." 
"This is the first time I've been there not on tour." 
"Well, this is the first time I've been there with you." 
"Want to watch a movie?" 
"And eat ice-cream?"
He laughed, "Sure. Let's watch A Few Best Men." 
"That's the movie I saw on my 17th birthday. Two years ago. It was a surprise party and after the movie, I came home to everybody at my house." I laughed at the memory. 
He smiled and pressed play on the DVD player. 

Harry's POV
I headed for the kitchen to get her ice cream and called out, "Strawberry?"
"Yeah," she yelled back. 
I grabbed a spoon and carried the tub back out. 
"Thanks," she smiled. 
She let me onto the couch so that we could lay together and eat. 

By the end of the movie, she was giggling. "Our wedding better not be like that!" 
"So Louis can't get drugs and allow a sheep to eat them?" 
"No!!" We both laughed. 
"Let's go to bed," he grabbed my wrist pulling me up. 
As we walked to the room, I turned to him and asked, "What do you think of Emma and Louis' relationship?" 
It had been and on-off thing for the past week, since she got to London. 
"I don't know. At first I thought it was the whole Eleanor thing but it just seems like more than that now. He constantly talks to me about her."
"So.. You think it's real?"
"Real enough."
I pulled back the sheets of the bed and climbed in. 
"I guess we'll find out just how real in Australia." 
"True. Is it weird that the boys are coming with us?"
"No, the boys are like the brothers I've never had. They deserve to meet my family too." 
He smiled and kissed me just before I feel asleep. 

The next morning we ran around like mad, making sure everything was done and ready. By 6:30, the car was out the front with everyone else piled in. At the airport, the paps were waiting. We had a quick breakfast and boarded our plane.

It was a long flight but I had a lot to entertain me. Louis was playing cards with Zayn and they kept cheating. Liam was trying to tell them the rules and eventually gave up to go and talk to Danielle, who was reading bridal magazines, something I refused to go near yet. Niall was teaching Spanish to Emma, who had no idea what she was saying. And Harry was doing what Harry does best. He was telling an extremely boring story about an old man and a fish to Louis. Louis nodded along but was to busy trying to figure out how to cheat. I feel asleep for half the flight and spent the other half watching the movies the put on. There was a little girl sitting an aisle over who stated at the boys the whole flight and kept tugging on her fathers arm. She was adorable. 

When we arrived at Sydney airport, we had to use the back exit because the fans had found out about our trip and swarmed. We all got into about three black vans that took us out of the city. I pulled my phone out and updated twitter and facebook: 
So good to be home.. I've missed this place.
And then I texted my mum: 

ALMOST there.. Bout 20mins away.. See you soon :) xx

As we drove down the highway, I pointed out familiar things to Harry and Niall who had shared the van with us. We drove past my high school and pulled into a familiar little suburb. It felt so good to be in familiar surroundings. I knew every turn we took and almost jumped out of the moving can when I saw my little house a on the bottom corner of my street. It was still the same as I left it but my little car was gone and some of the trees had been cut down. My mum was out the front waiting, in a pretty black maxi dress. She squeezed me tight when I jumped out of the van. 
"I've missed you," she whispered in my ear. 

She had invited a bunch of people over including family and friends. The boys slotted right in, introducing themselves to everyone. They didn't hesitate when my dad offered them beers. 
I helped Harry carry our bags to my room. He laughed when we walked in, teasing me about some of the stuff. My Taylor Swift framed photo, my Harry Potter figurines. 
"I wasn't a very cool kid," I laughed. I pulled him back out and went about introducing him to everyone as my fiancé. It felt so weird to say.
My Aunty, being herself, grabbed his bum and told me I done well. Harry laughed it off, 
My middle sister, Emily, was talking to Liam and Danielle and my older sister, Shantelle, was with a few of my work friends. I spoke briefly with both of them, giving them both massive hugs. 

The party continued until about midnight when everyone started to leave. It was a solid 8 hour party and exhausted as I was, I fell asleep quickly in my bed.

I woke the next morning with Harry snoring next to me and a cat sleeping on my feet. My cat, Molly, was still as little as when I first got her and her orange fur stuck up in various displays of crazy. She was purring loudly as I picked her up and cuddled her in. She wiggled and climbed onto Harry's chest. He woke and smiled, petting her. 
Niall wandered into my room at this point and took a picture to tweet of Molly sitting on Harry. 
"Morning Niall," I yawned, getting out of the bed. 
"I love your room. It's the perfect colour green."
I laughed and pushed him out into the kitchen where people sat. 
The boys were all lined up on stools along the bench. Danielle sat on Liam's lap and Emma sat on Louis. I had spoke to my mum last night about that relationship. She was glad Emma had found someone and thought it was ironic how it had happened. My mum was cooking. She had about 4 things on the stove and was stirring and flipping multiple things. She turned and smiled when I walked out. 
Harry wandered out behind me and put his arms on my shoulders. 
"Morning Mrs Matthew."
"Call me Mary honey," she smiled, patting his cheek as she walked past us. 

The boys were all chatting away when Emily walked out of her bedroom with a fat multi coloured cat. 
"You British people are way to cheerful," she said, sleepily. 
"Shnukie," I laughed, taking the cat from her. 
"How many cats do you own?" Zayn smiled.  
"Three. There's Molly, Shnukie and Little Cat."
"Little Cat?" Harry laughed, "That's creative." 
"Her names Kiara, and this little chubbo is Bella. We just nicknamed them."
Harry lifted the fat cat out of my hands and gave her a pat as she meowed. "So, what's on the agenda for today?" he smiled. 
"Nah. We have to do something more Aussie." 
"Umm, okay. Beach?" 
"Sounds good to me." 
He kissed my neck and I pulled him into the lounge room. My dad was sitting on the couch and was talking with my cousin Robert. 
"Morning!" I chirped. 
"Morning Porge," My cousin smiled. He was about 25 and my second oldest cousin. 
"Porge?" Harry laughed. 
"That's gonna stick." I laughed. "Hey Dad, where did my car go?" "We sold it. It wasn't driving anyway, after all, it was about a thousand years old." I agreed and went back into the kitchen. 
"Is everyone gonna come to the beach??" 
Emma shook her head, "I'm gonna go home for the day." 
"Fair enough," I smiled. 
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