3. The Longest Day- The Untamed Series

Wedding bells are closing in on Jorgie and Harry.. It can't be that easy but for a member of the worlds biggest boyband..

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16. Leaving again

@Harry_Styles: Headed back on tour next week.. Just waiting for @Louis_Tomlinson to come back to reality..

@Real_Liam_Payne: I can't believe we have to leave the UK again.. I'm already ready to come home..

@Louis_Tomlinson: @Harry_Styles Shut up ;)

@NiallOfficial: @Louis_Tomlinson @harry_styles Trouble in paradise?? ;)

@jorgiematthew23: @NiallOfficial Hahahahaha :) You always make me laugh..

@Harry_Styles: @NiallOfficial @louis_tomlinson I miss his pretty little face..

"Do the fans know that he is coming today?" I turned to Harry as he sat stationary in the drivers seat, the only movement coming from his hands which rubbed at my legs. To any onlooker, our position would have looked awkward but we were comfortable as we sat and waited. I had my feet on his lap which proved possible with the size of the new car he had bought. The top was down and the sun was out, although it was nowhere near an Australian summer day.
"Something tells me they do."
I watched as he quickly fumbled for the button the pulled the material top back over us as the girls ran towards our car.
"Shit," he half smiled and remained drawing circles into my bare legs, "I don't care as long as they don't scratch the paint."
I laughed as he obsessed over the bright red colouring of the car.

"Louis? Are you here yet?" Harry was yelling although not meaning to.
"Harry? Yeah. Where are you?" Louis was yelling too.
"Why are you yelling?" Harry laughed sarcastically and I almost choked on the sip from my water bottle that I had taken.
"You're yelling," I heard Louis laugh too. El's frantic voice was clear from somewhere next to Louis. They were with a bunch of fans, somewhat stuck in the airport.
"Call security, we'll be waiting out the back entrance." Harry was quick to head in that direction. Fans still surrounded the car, with us both waving them out of the way, in attempt to maintain their safety. I had grown accustomed to the screaming girls. They were like seagulls, diving in after that fallen chip.

Louis practically threw El into the back seat, cursing at Harry about picking the convertible over the more spacious Range Rover as he followed her in.
Harry laughed, "Nice to see you too mate."
I rolled my eyes and leaned over the seat, "How are my two favourite newlyweds? I wanna here all the deets." I sounded like a teenage girl but El laughed and began to gush over her perfect honeymoon.

"Would it be bad if we eloped?" Harry whispered once they were out of the car. "I want you to be mine now!"
"I already am yours," I smiled back at him, "Besides, I'm not gonna let your mum down."
He raised his eyebrows and I laughed.
"She has been helping me organise things. I'm going up there for a week when you're away."
The look of shock on his face was priceless.
"How did I find you?" He let out an awkward laugh.
I quickly unlocked the door to our place and he pulled me into his grip, attacking me with his hands and mouth. The hallway was small and he managed to push me up against the wall without knocking anything over.
"We can't do this now," I laughed.
"I don't see with not," he practically sneered at me.
It was a side of Harry that I loved, his fun and reckless side, that told me he wasn't going to listen to my attempts to sway his decision.
"We have to go out tonight," I laughed as he softly nipped my neck, leaving his mark on me.
"It's only 3pm. That gives us more than enough time," he smiled, his hands cupping my bum to hitch me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and finally let him have his way.
"It's only right," he smiled, recognising my defeat, "After all, I'm leaving tomorrow for a whole five months."
"Stop talking Harry," I laughed, pulling his mouth back to my neck.

Harry's POV
"I don't want you to leave," she mumbled softly, her nails brushing circles on my chest.
I let out a deep sigh. I didn't want to leave. Jorgie was the one who helped me sleep at night. I worried every second that we were apart. I was more than in love with her.
"We gotta get ready," she smiled, standing and dragging the sheet with her to the bathroom.
I laid there for a minute before following her and sitting on the baths edge while she showered, observing the perfect woman that I still had no idea how I had gotten.
I watched as she rubbed shampoo into her hair. It straightened under the water, her usual waves nonexistent.
I observed her turning as she washed different parts of her body.
My eyes locked onto hers as she paused to stare at me.
"What?" She laughed, "Can I help you with something?" She was mocking.
I shook my head and smiled.
She watched me as I stood and opened the shower door, "May I?"
She laughed at my politeness, something that came out on the rare occasion.
"You may."
She turned back to the wall as I stepped in behind her.
I grabbed the soap from her hand and rubbed it over the curves of her shoulders, massaging it in.
"You have everything packed, don't you?" She breathed, leaning her back into my chest.
"You sound like a mother," I laughed, rubbing her hips softly.

We headed to dinner at around 7, meeting everyone at the restaurant. They had to pull two tables together just to fit the whole lot of us. I watched as Jorgie observed the menu, telling me the things that sounded disgusting.
"Urgh, what is pickled duck?" She looked disgusted.
"Sounds yum," I laughed.

Jorgie's POV
Harry ordered for me, knowing the only thing I would eat. I glanced around the table to see my sister staring at us. She caught my gaze and smiled, her eyes kind of sad.
"I'm gonna run to the bathroom," I mumbled to Harry, gripping his shoulder as I stood. I eyed my sister, indicating her to follow.
"Wait up," she said, leaving her seat to follow.

"Are you okay?" I asked as I turned on the tap, running my hands under the water.
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"You seem upset. A little down," I mumbled, fearing her annoyance in my questions.
"Do I?" She ran her hands under the tap next to me, "It's just my emotions, I guess. You know how pregnant people always say that their emotions are out of control."
"That's not it. I am your little sister remember. I spent all my life observing you. I know you from cover to cover."
"Cover to cover?" She laughed, "Has anyone ever told you to write a book?"
"I probably could," I smiled, "But seriously?"
"It's kind of.." She paused, hesitating to tell me, "...Liam. He just...I feel like he... I just don't know!"
She almost screamed the last words as a tear escaped her eye.
"I feel like he is only with me because of this," she patted her stomach softly. "I can't be sure of how he feels about me cause he's never actually told me."
I couldn't help but giggle as I pulled her in for a hug.
"You taught me all I know but this is something you didn't know," I laughed, gripping her shoulders to keep her in front of me, "They don't like to sound soppy unless they are sure that is what you want. If you show Liam how you feel, maybe he will do the same. That is the hard thing, knowing when to move first." She smiled and I helped fix her eye make up before heading back out of the bathroom.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked as we sat back down.
"Yeah, just a little sister talk," I smiled.
"Can I know what it was about?" He winked, making my smile grow.
"No, because that would defeat the point of it being a sister talk."
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