Gotta Be You

What happens after Jules and Harry get engaged? And what happens when Jules introduces her best friend, Carmen, to Niall? Will he break up with Demi for her or will they keep pretending that they weren't attracted to each other since the moment they met?

*Author Note:* Hey guys! So, this is the sequel to Operation Haylor, which you can find on my profile if you haven't read it. Unfortunately, Josh, the awesome guy who co-wrote Operation Haylor with me, isn't going to be writing any of Gotta Be You (unless he wants to do a bonus chapter or something, which has been discussed, so look out for it possibly).

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13. Chapter 13

“Okay, so, you have the key,” I said to Carmen, my phone pressed to my ear with one hand while I rolled my suitcase through the living room with the other.

“Yes,” Carmen told me as Harry grabbed my suitcase from me.

“Thanks,” I pulled the phone away from my mouth to tell him as we headed through the door. “And you know how to take care of Misty and everything. Do you think you can work all the appliances and the shower and stuff?”

“Jules. It does not take a rocket scientist to turn on an oven, okay? I'll figure it out. And if I don't, Misty will be fine if I have to go to my house for just a little while so I can do whatever. You're only going away for one day.”

“I know.”

“Shouldn't you be leaving now?” she asked.

“Yeah, we're getting ready to right now,” I said as Harry threw our suitcases in the trunk.

“Then get off the phone. I'll be at your house at a reasonable hour. It is not a reasonable hour right now. I want to sleep,” she said.

“I know, sorry.” At the moment, it was a few minutes after five. In the morning. It was pitch black out. The only light was coming from the street lamps. We had a six o' clock flight and we had to get there early, to make sure everyone was there and situated and everything. “It's just that if there's anything that you need to know or that needs to be taken care of or whatever, it has to be now because we're leaving, so.”

“Yes, it's fine,” Carmen said impatiently. “And if you'll let me get back to sleep it'll be even more fine,” she told me sleepily.

“'K. See you in a couple days,” I said cheerily.

“Goodnight,” she grumbled.

I laughed as I pulled the phone from my ear and noticed that Harry was no longer at the car. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness by now, so when I looked around I spotted him on the sidewalk, bent down and talking to a little girl. Curious.

She was a curly haired little brunette with pretty blue-green eyes. She clutched a little pink blanket and a very soft looking teddy bear.

“How old are you?” I heard Harry ask her quietly as I walked up to them.

She held up four fingers and Harry glanced up at me. “I don't know where her parents are,” he told me. “We should get her home, though.”

“Definitely,” I told him, nodding. Harry glanced at his watch. “You don't have time,” I stated. “You're pushing it as it is.”

“We can't just leave her out here,” he stated.

“No, of course not. You're not going to like this-I don't like it myself-but I think you're going to have to go without me.” I felt my face crumple in sadness when as I said it. “What else can we do? You really have to get to the airport. You have to be at this meeting,” I said.

He sighed and pulled me to his chest. “What if you get a later flight?” he asked.

I shook my head as I wrapped my arms around him. “It wouldn't really makes sense for me to.”

It was too early. I was so tired. I started crying. I had been looking forward to this trip and I didn't want to be away from him. Especially not in this new, empty house, and so early in our marriage, too. Plus, I wanted to say goodbye to the boys because they would be staying in London now indefinitely.

“Jules, no, don't cry. You know what? I'll cancel. This is more important. I can get another flight or the boys can fill me in on the meeting later. You're more important.”

I shook my head. “No,” I told him. “You need to go.”

He sighed again. “You're right. You know I'd normally stay. You know you mean more than anything. I'll be missing you every second.”

I nodded against his chest, then pulled away when I heard whimpering coming from the little girl next to us.

“Jules will take care of you, sweetheart,” Harry told her. She nodded up at him, seeming consoled by his assurance. “I love you,” he said to me, then kissed me. “Call me when you get her home, and I'll call you as often as I can. After we land, after we talk to Simon, before you go to bed. It'll be like I haven't even left.”

I waved his words off. “I love you, too,” I told him. “I'm fine. It'll be fine. It's just for a day, right? I'm just tired,” I assured him. “But still call me,” I commanded.

“Of course. I'll miss you babe,” he stated. He pulled me even closer and whispered, “She looks like us.” We both turned and took a quick look at the little girl. “That could be our daughter.”

He let go of me, hugged the little girl, and headed for the car as I let his words sink in. He was right. She looked just like us.

The little girl and I watched Harry stride to the trunk, pull my bag out, give us a wave, then pull out of the driveway.

He rolled down his window and yelled, “I love you!”

“I love you more!” I yelled back. I giggled as I watched him roll his window back up and drive away. How true that statement is. I hoped we didn't wake anyone up, though. It was quite reckless of us to be yelling at five in the morning.

“What's your name sweetie?” I asked the girl, crouching down to be on her level.

“Rose,” she told me.

“Rose, that's a pretty name,” I told her, smiling. “Why aren't you at home in bed?”

“I lost my tooth,” she told me, opening her mouth and pointing at the her missing front tooth.

“Wow!” I interjected.

“And mommy said I should leave it under the pillow and the tooth fairy would get it,” she told me excitedly, eyes gleaming. “And I saw her!” she told me. “She flew out my window! And I came to look for her, but I think she flew away.”

“Aw, no!” I said. “Well, sweetie, if she's gone now, we should get you back home, don't you think? Your mommy will worry about you. Do you know where your house is?”

She nodded. “Down there,” she told me, pointing.

I stood up. “Alright, let's walk back then, okay?”

I took her little hand in mine as we started down the street in the direction she pointed.

We'd only taken a few steps before she looked up at me and said, “I'm sleepy. Can you carry me?”

I smiled back at her and picked her up. She wrapped her little arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, then leaned her head on my shoulder.

“You have to stay awake, though, okay, sweetie?” I asked. “You have to point out your house for me.”

She nodded and lifter her head off my shoulder.

It turned out Rose had only walked a block away from home. She pointed out her house to me just a little after we'd crossed the street to the next block. I rang the doorbell and as we waited-it had to have been at least a few minutes-I shifted my weight from foot to foot uncomfortably. Rose was getting heavy. I hoped someone would answer soon.

“Hello?” a blonde woman who looked close to her thirties answered with tired and curious eyes, until she noticed I was holding her daughter. “Rose? Honey? What's going on?” she panicked.

“Hi mommy! I saw her!” Rose shouted as I handed her off to her mom. “I saw the tooth fairy!”

“She was outside my house, about a block away,” I explained to Rose's mom.

“I saw the tooth fairy and she flew out my window, so I went to go find her,” Rose told her excitedly.

Rose's mom hugged her tight. “You can't do that, sweetie! Thanks so much for bringing her home,” Rose's mom said. She threw an arm around me and pulled me to her and Rose.

“Of course,” I told her.

“Is there anything I can do to thank you?” she asked as she let me go. “Rosie, you can't just leave the house without mommy or daddy! Something could have happened to you!”

“Jules took me home mommy. I'm okay.”

“I'm very glad,” she breathed, pulling Rose tighter again. “Thank you so much, Jules. I'm Trish, by the way,” she told me, holding out her hand. I shook it.

“Nice to meet you. Kind of,” I said, smiling. “Would have been better under different circumstances.”

“It definitely would have been,” she agreed. “Thank you so much for bringing her home.”

“No problem.”

“Can we go to bed, now?” Rose asked Trish. “I'm tired.”

“Sure, sweetie,” Trish told her. “But you, me, and Daddy are going to talk about this in the morning.”

“I'll just see you around, then. Bye Rose,” I said.

“Bye,” she said, smiling and giving me a wave.

“Thank you again, Jules. You're a lifesaver.”
I nodded and smiled back at her. “Goodnight,” I said with a wave.

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