Trouble in Paradise ~ Book 2 ~ Completed!

It’s been a year since Harry and Bess got married and their beautiful baby girl, Emma, was born. Bess works for the boys’ management now and the three of them are together always. When Harry suddenly starts being all distant and moody though, Bess doesn’t know what to think. But the real problems between her and Harry begin when she gets closer to one other member of the band. ~ Sequel to The Rebound Girl ~

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7. Inside The Airplane Toilet 1

I watched the boys rehearse, wondering what I had said in my sleep that had set Harry off. I remembered having a nightmare last night but I couldn’t remember what it was about. I stared at Harry while he sang his solo in Teenage Dirtbag. He was staring back at me.

‘Mommy,’ Emma called from the chair behind me and I turned round, kneeling in front of her.

‘What is it baby? What are you holding there?’ I asked, smiling. She was holding three markers, two in one hand and another one in the other.

‘Zaza!’ Emma said, happily. Zaza was how Emma called Zayn. She couldn’t say his full name. Zayn must have given her the markers. He often drew things for her. He was always so perfect with her. All of the boys were. My eyes widened and I gasped when it suddenly hit me. The memory of the dream I had came rushing back to me and I realized what I had done. I had called Zayn’s name in my sleep and Harry had heard.

‘Oh, no,’ I cried, panicking. I got up, twirling round. Harry locked eyes with me and the look of agony on my face let him know that I had remembered the dream. ‘Oh, no,’ I breathed, running both my hands through my hair.

When the song ended, the boys jumped down from the stage. They had 5 minutes break. Zayn called Perrie and Liam called Lana, his girlfriend of 7 months now. Niall grabbed three muffins before he came over to Emma. But Louis had beaten him to it and was already holding her. Harry got a banana before he walked to me.

‘Are you alright, beautiful?’ Harry asked, eating the banana. ‘You look as if you saw a ghost.’

‘I’m fine,’ I lied, faking a small smile. Why was he teasing me like that when we both knew what had happened last night? Fear crawled up inside me when I wondered what Harry would do about it now. God. Why did I always have to mess things up, whether I intended it or not?

‘All done, Haz,’ Zayn said, putting his hand on Harry’s shoulder and standing next to him. ‘Perrie booked a suite for you guys, too.’

‘I’m sorry, what now?’ I asked them, looking from one to the other.

‘Zayn and Perrie are heading to Switzerland tonight for a romantic getaway,’ Harry informed me.

‘I know they are, honey,’ I replied, patiently.

‘So, I asked my mate over here to book us a suite in the hotel they’re staying, too,’ Harry said, coolly, hooking his arm around Zayn’s neck.

‘Liam and Lana are coming, too,’ Zayn added, hanging his arm around Harry’s neck, too. BOYS, I thought.

‘Won’t that be fun, beautiful?’ Harry asked, looking straight into my eyes.

‘Yes. Brilliant,’ I replied, coldly. Harry was clearly punishing me for calling Zayn’s name in my sleep and it bugged me because he didn’t even know what the stupid dream was about.

‘Break’s over, guys,’ Paul called.

When Louis handed Emma to me, Harry kissed her on the forehead before he kissed my mouth. He nibbled my lower lip and touched my butt as if nobody was looking. But everyone was looking and I even heard Niall whistling. When he pulled away, he left me wanting more. ‘Go pack, beautiful, because we’re heading to Switzerland tonight, as well,’ he told me, caressing my cheek. Then, he ran to the others.

The boys gathered on the stage and went on with their rehearsals while I left the building with Emma. Harry probably believed that I had feelings for Zayn and I had to think of a way to show him that that was not true.

*

In the first class of the airplane, there were only the 6 of us and another couple. Our flight was at midnight and the minute the lights were turned off, the boys fell asleep right away. Harry, Liam and Zayn were exhausted because of the tight schedule they had to follow every day. Pierre was holding a small mirror, fixing her makeup, while Lana stared at Liam while he slept, which was kind of creepy.

To say that Lana loved Liam wouldn’t cover it. She adored him and worshiped the ground he walked on. She used to be a fan of the band. She had gone to four signings and three concerts while she sent dozens of tweets to Liam every single day. So, one day, he decided to tweet back and their romance began. Since she was a devoted fan, Lana knew everything that had happened between Liam and me last year. I had often caught her glaring at me when Liam wasn’t looking. She pretty much hated me and saw me as her second biggest threat after Danielle. But Liam liked her, a lot, so, I tried to stay out of their way as much as I could.

I turned to my Harry, rested my head on his shoulder, got his arm with both my hands and shut my eyes, attempting to fall asleep, too. I always found it hard to sleep during a flight, so, a few minutes later, I frowned, sighed and opened my eyes. Everyone was sleeping now. Everyone but me. Argh. Then, I noticed that Zayn wasn’t in his seat. I slowly got out of my seat, went to the toilet and knocked two times on its door.

When Zayn came out, he froze when he saw me. Since our stupid little kiss, he was awkward around me. Then, he smiled and asked, ‘Can’t sleep?’ When I shook my head as a reply, he made to walk by me.

‘Can I talk to you?’ I asked, taking his hand before he could leave. To my touch, he responded as if an electric shock had run through his body. He looked at Perrie, to make sure she was still sleeping, and pointed at the toilet. When we both went inside, I locked the door. We stood opposite each other.

Zayn pressed his back against the mirror, folded his arms and cleared his throat. He made sure that at least a good few inches of air were in between us. He was always so careful around me now. ‘Is something wrong, love?’ he asked, trying not to sound too worried.

‘I did something that I shouldn’t have,’ I told him, nervously playing with my fingers.

‘What did you do?’ he asked, leaning his head forward, impatient to know, and I opened my mouth, ready to confess the dream I had to him.

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