To Be, Or Not To Be?

Daphni leaving Derek at the alter, spreeing off with Harry to New York, everything seems perfect.. Right? Wrong. After a terrible accident occurs, Daphni gets put into the friend zone, but can she escape it like Harry did, or she is stuck there forever.

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2. Paris or New York?

 

Ok, so here is the next chapter. i feel like it wasnt my best one, so i really do apologize for that. but i hope you guys like it? xx

this chapter is dedicated to; @Sharnaarchibald, she is this amazing person that i talk to on twitter and i know how long she has waited for this chapter! i love you girly.

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Harry's point of view;

 

We finally reached Daphnis apartment and I turned to admire her peaceful face. She fell asleep about an hour ago and I couldn't bear to wake her. Her phone had already buzzed over ten times and 90% of the time it was Derek. He just wouldn't give up.

I reached over and moved a piece of hair out of her face and tucked it neatly behind her ear.

'Lets go to Paris' Daphni mumbled as I put the car into park.

'what?' I asked, immediately turning my head towards her.

'well Derek and I were suppose to go for our Honey moon tomorrow morning, so I thought maybe we could go' she rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up in her seat, staring at me hopefully.

Go on hers and Derek's Honey Moon? Was she crazy?

'really?' I asked with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. I think she picked up on it because she stumbled up in her seat.

 

'yes really, I've payed for the tickets and there isn't anyone I'd rather go with' she linked her arm through mine and rested her delicate head on my shoulder.

'not even Derek?' I chuckled as I tried to hold back the tears. I couldn't go on their Honey Moon, it just wouldn't feel right.

'Harry, please... this doesn't have anything to do with Derek. I want to spend this time with you' she pouted her mouth and blinked shyly.

'Alright, alright...' I gave in. It's Paris, the city of love and I was going to go there with Daphni. Nothing could go wrong, right?

Daphnis point of view;

*2 Days Later*

I watched as Harry ran around the house panicking.

'I cant find anything' he would scream every now and again before dashing back to his bedroom. Our plane left in 3 hours and we still had to drive to the airport. Harry had two days to pack and he chose instead to be unorganized and pack only half an hour ago.

'C'mon Hazz, we have to go' I kept gesturing to the door and he would just moan, running away.

'alright, nearly there... have you seen my sunglasses' he asked as I began to stare at his luscious curls. There sitting perfectly on top of his dark brown curls were his sunglasses, I waited while he ran around the lounge room lifting up cushions and magazines trying to find them.

'Harry, there on your head' I laughed as I walked towards him, sliding them off from behind his ear.

'oh right, lets go...' he was now the one hurrying me out the door.

'Hey hey, don't rush me... I've been waiting for you' I grinned as I turned around and locked up Harrys apartment. I felt someone's warm hands slide around my waist and tighten at my stomach. I felt my body rage with desire. I smelt a musky scent resting on my shoulder.

'Lets go, lets go' I laughed as I kissed Harry gently on the cheek and picked up my suitcase.

'aww Daph' he moaned, struggling to catch up to me. I stepped inside the elevator and turned around to see a frowning Harry Styles following me.

'We have plently of time for that in Paris' I winked, kissing his moist lips.

'Aright' he murmured as he kissed me back.

*DING*

The elevator rang and we stepped out, dragging our suitcases slowly behind us.

'TAXI' Harry called as we reached the streets of London.

'this is going to be fun' I said as I wrapped my arms around him, staring into his eyes.

'Fun? Of course' he scoffed, leaning in to kiss me. I hesitated.

'Harry, whats wrong?' I asked worried, I didn't want him to be miserable.

'nothing, its nothing... oh look car' he pointed to the yellow taxicab as it swerved up to the side walk. He grabbed my suitcases and shoved them in the boot as I stood there in confusion.

What wasnt he telling me?

I felt someone's hand rest on the ball of my back...

'c'mon sweetheart' he whispered in my ear as I snapped out of my daze.

'PARIS HERE WE COME' I laughed and the tax driver rolled his eyes in annoyance.

'we have to go to the airport first' Harry chuckled, directing the driver. I rested my hand on top of his as he interwined his fingers through mine.

'im glad we are doing this' I stroked my thumb up and down the palm of his hand.

'uh.. me too' he stuttered, almost sounding uncomfortable.

'okay, that's it... whats wrong' I unlatched my fingers and folded my arms across my chest.

'its just, this isn't our trip... is it? its yours and Dereks...' he moaned furiously running his fingers through his curly locks.

'we can make it ours' I suggested, trying to cheer him up.

'lets go to... New York, LA... anywhere but Paris or Italy' he now sat next to me, head In hands and deeply sighing.

'alright baby, where you wanna go' I rested my head on his back and stroke my arms up and down his spine, kissing his neck softly.

He looked up at me, eyes filled with hope.

'REALLY!?' and I nodded. 'NEW YORK HERE WE COME!' he kissed my cheek cheerfully as the taxi had arrived at the airport.

All right, this will be good. This will be our trip, Harrys and mine. Not mine and Derek's.

 

Harrys point of view;

We stepped out into the airport, watching everyone moving around in a hurry.

'lets go get our tickets then?' I suggested, gesturing towards information.

'okay' she nodded in agreement. I couldn't help but wonder if she really wanted to go on this trip, maybe she was looking forward to Paris.

'Hi, how may I help you?' a short blonde lady asked, tucking her hair behind her ear neatly and blinking her piercing blue eyes up at us. She was beautiful, but nothing compared to the girl standing next to me.

'Yes, two tickets to New York please' I asked, handing over my credit card.

'Harry, we can split it' Daphni offered and I shook my head in disapproval.

'uh.. no' I laughed, wrapping my arms around her waist and bringing her closer to me. 'I want to spoil you' I kissed her red cheek as she flushed.

'You're too sweet' she grabbed my hand and wrapped her fingers through mine. 'I'll return the favor' Daphni whispered in my ear as shivers traveled down my spine.

'here you go, have a lovely Honey Moon' the lady giggled and we immediately shot our heads up at her.

'what?' I asked almost snapping at her.

'you guys look like you just got married, I hope one day I'll look as happy as you' she slightly blushed as my stomach turned.

'we are so cute' I laughed at Daphni as she lightly touched my nose with her finger.

'yes, yes we are' Daphni winked at the lady standing at information who only smiled back enviously.

'im glad we are doing this' I sighed as we headed towards customs.

'im glad im here with you' she replied, staring up at me. Sometimes I felt like she could see right through me, like she could read my mind. Her eyes were a beautiful brown and had a hint of hazel around the edges, her eyelashes sat neatly on the top of her cheek and shined the darkest of black, she had a perfect little nose that twitched whenever she was happy. She was breath taking.

'me too' I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and kissed the top of her coconut scented hair. I felt my knees go weak as she wrapped her arm around my waist and resting her head on my shaking shoulder.

There wasn't a single doubt in my mind that I was in love with her. Boy, was I trouble.

 

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well i really hope you guys liked it, i know it wasnt my best. sorry. & im sorry it isnt very long, i promise a really long chapter is coming! :) xo 

 

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