I took off like a bat out of hell into the flat, right into her arms. The tears were falling freely from my eyes, I couldn't help myself. It just felt so good for my mom to hold me in a hug again. I had missed her so much, the phone calls didn't replace the touch and smell of my mom.
"I missed you so much!" I managed to choke out between my sobs. She was crying too; she had always been a cryer.
"I am so proud of you, Elena." She whispered this in my ear, which only made me cry more. We stayed like this for a while, but eventually we did pull away.
"How'd you know to come here?" My mind was completely blank, and I wasn't thinking logically.
"Harry of course! He called, said you were in need of your mom. So I got on the first plane out here." She couldn't stop smiling, and neither could I.
I turned to Harry and gave him a warm smile, which said "Thank you" without any words. I would give him a proper thank you later. We spent the rest of night catching up on everything that had happened. Eventually, Saide came home with Niall, and we talked about her and the wedding for a while. When it came time to say goodbye I was devistated.
"Do you really have to leave?" It was so hard to have her back, just to see her have to leave again.
"Yes, unfortunatly. I have to work monday and my flight leaves around 4:30 tomorrow morning. I love you and I'll come back as soon as I can." We hugged one last time, and then she was gone. I cried, of course, and Saide did too. But I think she was more upset that her mom hadn't been able to come. My mom said she tried so hard, but she had to stay with her sister because she was sick.
Niall and Saide left too, and Harry and I were left alone in the flat. I put the last of the dishes into the sink and made my way over to him, sitting on the couch. I Sat myself on his lap, facing him.
"I can't believe you did this for me." I was as close as I could get to his face without touching him.
"I would do anything for you, I love you." He wrapped his hands around my lower backand and started to pull me closer.
"I love you too." We were teasing eachother, seeing who would move in first. Staring deep into his flawless green eyes, I could feel myself become as comfortable as I've ever felt with a guy, and I knew that I was ready for anything.
After what felt like far too long, Harry and I seemed to lean in at the same time, and we kissed. He picked me up with him from the couch, I wrapped my legs around his fit torso, and he began to carry me. I was far to distracted to pay attention to where he was taking us. He slowly placed me down on his bed, and I crawled backwards while he climbed ontop of me. His hands slid under my shirt as he began to slip it off of me. I threw it over my head and practically tore his off. Then my fingers found their way to his pants buckle, and began to undo it.
All of a sudden, Harry pulled his head away, and I looked at him with shock.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" These words, for some reason, made me stop and think. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and when I opened them, all I could see was his perfect face, and I knew my answer.
"I'm so sorry. I don't think I can." He smiles, which supprised me. I thought he would be really upset, dissapointed, something. But, no. All he did was smile, and give me one last soft kiss.
"It's ok. I'll never make you do something you don't want to do." Ofcourse I wanted to, I knew I did. I wasn't sure what was stopping me.
We spent the night cuddling in bed, and I found it was easier for me to sleep tonight, unlike the past two weeks. Being with someone like him, who accepted me, and loved me, made me feel like I was being blessed over and over again.
I woke the next moring around 9. Harry was already up, and I met him in the kitchen. His back was faced to me, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissed his cheek, then noticed he was reading a paper.
"What's that?" A stayed hung around his neck, my chin resting on his shoulder as I glanced down at the paper. It looked like some sort of invitation, but I didn't have my contacts in yet, so I couldn't really see.
"It's a wedding invitation for Sadie and Niall. They've set the date for November 11, this winter." I stopped and thought about what month it was. It was already September 27, which made the wedding way too close to even consider.
"Well that's rather quick. I can't believe she didn't tell me before." It was weird that she wouldn't tell me she had picked a date. She always told me everything, but I couldn't help but still feel so happy for her.
"See this? It says 'The ceremony will start prompty at 10:50, so the couple will say I do exactly at 11:11, on 11/11, making all their wishes come true.' Isn't that interesting?" He read with such enthusiam, it was so adorable.
"Aw, that's so cute! That's such a cool idea." It was truely unique, and I'm sure the press will go nuts once they get a hold of this story. I was mostly looking forward to going dress shopping with Sadie for not only her dress, but mine! I loved weddings, and I wasn't going to miss another moment of planning this with her.
"So what are your plans for today?" Harry asked me this as I walked away from him and made my way to the fridge.
As I opened the door, I spoke to him. "Umm, I'm not too sure. Maybe I'll call up Saide and see if she wants to meet for lunch or something. I feel like I haven't spent time with her in so long." I really missed her, and I needed some serious catching up with this wedding.
"Sounds good." Harry took a bite of his toast, then spoke with his mouth half full. "Maybe I'll get together with guys for the day too. Talk music and stuff. It's been way too long." It was good for us to spend time with our friends apart, and I knew we needed it.
After I called Sadie and set up our lunch date, Harry managed to get all the boys to accept a lunch at the flat to talk about whatever they needed to.
I got myself ready, and when I came back into the living room, Liam, Niall and Zayn were already there. I could hear Louis in his room, so I gave Harry a quick kiss, and I made my way out and started towards the cafe.
As I walked down the street, my eye caught something on the other side of the road. It was Ally, Ed's girlfriend, walking with a bag of what looked like groceries in her hand. I was about to wave at her, when she suddenly was blocked my a big white van. I stopped to watch her, but all I saw was a black hooded figure emerge from the van, struggle with something, then rush back in and drive away. Ally was nowhere to be seen. I looked up and down the street, but she was gone.
I got my phone out as fast as I could, and called the police. "Hello? Yes, I think I just witnessed a kidnapping."