What About Love? What About Our Promises? *Sequel to His Mom, My Mom*

*Sequel to 'His Mom, My Mom' *

"Goodbye Princess"

New people. New country. New collage. Emily tries her best to stay in contact with the love of her life, Harry. But what happens when a small misunderstanding switches everything around, after four long months? Will Harry and Emily keep their relationship going strong, or will it fade away? Read to find out.


22. Back In Miami


Jessica's P.O.V.

I woke up with a startle, not remember how I got to bed. Last thing I remember was seeing Emily with Harry,

laughing away, at the party.

I looked over at Niall sleeping peacefully by my side.

I felt a knot in my stomach.

If I don't figure out a secret way to warn Emily...or Niall...or Harry...I'm doomed. Both Em and I are. We'll be kidnapped, taken who knows where?!

I got out of bed and went outside on our balcony, taking my robe with me.

I sighed and starred into the streets of Chicago.

Then it hit me.

A note!

The dudes will never know I scribbled down a note!

I'd leave it for Niall on our bed, before we leave for the concert.

That's the only way....my only chance.

I sighed and kept starring.

"Babe?," Niall asked, sliding the door open.

I turned around.

"Hey," I faked a smile.

His hair was all messy and he still looked sleepy.

"Can't sleep?," he asked, walking over to me placing his hands on my hips.

"Yeah," I sighed.

He wrapped his arms around me and pressed my face into his chest.

I inhaled his scent. Cinnamon. He always smelled like that.

"Wanna go back inside?," he asked, pulling away looking into my eyes.

"Yeah, okay," I answered.

He took me back inside and we laid down again.

Niall wrapped his arms around me and held me close, falling quickly back asleep.

I bit on my fingernail. Hopefully this plan works....

It's my only chance.




Emily's P.O.V.


I woke up to see the sun shining. I smiled and turned around to find Harry dead asleep.

I snuggled closer into his chest and kissed his shoulder.

A smile appeared on his face.

I kissed it again.

His hand made it's way to my back and he held me close.

I kissed his chest, then his chin and lips.

His eyes popped open.

"I like wake-ups like that," he smiled.

I giggled, and kissed him again.

His phone started ringing.

"Just like old times....every time it disturbs us," he chuckled, picking it up.

I giggled again.

"Yellow?," he said.

I kissed his forearm.

He chuckled.

"Yes, yes. Okay. See you soon. Bye," he hung up.

"Wut's that about?," I asked.

"We're leaving in an hour and a half," he said.

"Ohhhh....well then. Shower time?," I asked, winking.

"You bet baby," he smirked, and ran around the bed, naked and all, to come pick me up and run into the bathroom.

I laughed all the way, holding on for dear life.




"Miami here we come!," Louis yelled, as we walked through the tunnel leading to the plane.

I laughed and looked over at Jessica.

She was concentrated on the floor.

I walked closer to her.

"You okay?," I asked.

She looked up.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she said.

I frowned.

"You seem....different lately. Like you're totally not the same giddery girl I used to know," I said.

She shrugged.

"I'm just nervous maybe...you know...about the wedding and stuff....," she said.

"Oh. Girl, we planned our perfect wedding when we were younger, how can that be so nerve racking now?," I asked.

She shrugged again, and starred at the floor.

"We need to go shopping in Miami," I said.

She didn't say anything.

"Like Victoria Secret and stuff," I said.

She smiled a bit.

I walked faster to pick up the speed with Harry.

"Oh there you are love," he smiled at me.

"Hello, it's me," I laughed.

He chuckled, and put an arm around my waist.

I looked around. Everyone was here...wait..except.

"Where's Zayn?," I asked.

"He needed to go home to his family all of a sudden," Liam said, walking by my side.


"Yeah, he said he needs time to rest a bit," Liam continued.

"But he'll come back, right?," I said, looking at Harry, remembering our conversation about Zayn leaving the band.

Harry looked down at his shoes.

"I don't know Em..," Liam said.

I sighed, and hugged Harry.

We all clambered through the small opening onto the plane, and found our seats.

Harry took my hand and squeezed it.

"He called me yesterday....and said he wants to stay with his family. That he can't come back. That he loves a girl named Perrie and wants to have a normal chilled-out life," Harry said, sadly.

"Oh...but...he'll never have a normal life. The fans will always remain fans, and follow him around and stuff. He can't just shut it out in a snap of a finger," I said.

Harry nodded in agreement.

"I begged him to stay, but he's so serious about his choice...there's no way. I can't do nothing about it, I can't force him to stay," Harry said.

"Haz, it's not your fault that he wants to leave," I said.

"Yeah...but he's like a brother to me.."

"I know," I said and kissed his cheek.

The plane took off.




"Uffff," I said as I sat down on the bed, in our hotel room.

Harry smiled and placed our suitcases down.

"Just like we left it?," he asked, going to the window.

"Yes sir," I said.

We were in the same hotel, the same room, in Marriott, where Harry first brought me to.

Harry made his way to the bed, sitting down next to me.

"So, anything you wanna do before nightfall? Pool? Club? Maybe another tattoo?," he smiled, taking my hand in his, tracing over my tattoo.

"Um....I don't know really. Perhaps we should-.."

Harry's phone started ringing.

He looked at the caller ID. 

"Liam," he said, and picked it up.

"Yellow?," he said into the phone.

I got up and went to stare out the window at Miami beach.

"Oh okay, I'll see you there," Harry said, then hung up.

I turned around.

"Rehearsals," Harry groaned, laying down on his back.

"You have to go?," I asked.

"Yeah...apparently the setting in this stadium is different and they need us to be there so they can prepare, and so on," Harry said, rubbing his eyes.

I sat down by him.

"When do you need to go?"

"In half an hour," he said, looking at me.

"And you'll be back at...?"

"Nine-ish," he said.

"Perfect!," I said.

He gave me a confused look.

"When you come back, we'll go take a walk on the beach and watch the sunset," I smiled.

Harry sat up, and faced me, making duck lips.

"That sounds like a perfect idea indeed," he said and kissed me.

I giggled and kissed back.




Jessica's P.O.V.


There was a knock on the door that startled me. Niall left twenty minutes ago and now someone was knocking. 

What if one of the guys came...???

I peeped through the peep hole.



"Heya girl, thought I keep you company while them boys are gone," she said.

"Thanks," I managed to say.

She sat down on the bed.

"So..movie?," she smiled.

"Yeah sure," I said.

Great. I wanted to use this time to write a note to Niall.....but yeah, cool.

I laid down on the bed on my stomach and stuck my head into a pillow, to quiet my sigh.

"What movie shall we watch? Fifty Shades? The Notebook? Ghost? Bodyguard? Dirty Dancing?," Emily went on and on with the list.

"What do you wanna watch, I'm in the mood to watch anything," I said.

Well because I won't pay attention at all, I added in my head.

"Um Dirty Dancing!," she exclaimed and got the movie.

I settled myself on the pillow and prepared myself to pay attention.






Okay, so I think I mentioned on updating on Sunday, right? Sorry, HUGE sorry. I was not able to, since I was traveling, so please forgive me. I will update, as usual, on Wednesday though, so yeah....until then....seeeee yaaaaaa!!

Oh and a BIG shout-out for Alexandra. Thank you for the sweet comment on my 'Mumble', you are amazing girrrlll. Thank you for making me smile. Mwah :* ;) :P 

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Love you TONS xoxoxoxoxoxoooooo



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