***Lia’s POV***

It had been months since I had come back to visit Paris. Tainted memories of my painful months prior to leaving the institute, I had decided a trip down memory lane was due. I didn’t know if I was ready to face the vast world yet, but I knew it was bound to happen. I knew eventually I had to call back my friends, and tell them my whereabouts. The inevitable.

The loud shrieks, and a dash of anxiety, my call was over, and I would be meeting friends, I hadn’t seen in a while.

***Harry’s POV***

As I sat at the island in my brand new apartment, I couldn’t help but feel lonely. Tour was over, and vacation for the lads had settled in. Even Madison was off for a few go-see’s around Europe. I was alone, and my dark thoughts had settled in. The thoughts of her.

The thought of Lia in that resort…dying…. till this day makes me sick to my stomach. I fought daily to see her, and yet I was never granted access to. I screamed at the nurses to do something, but it was against her will. I was sent back here, to attempt to enjoy tour while Lia died in that damn resort. I was here….living my life….without her.

Living my life to the fullest, just as I had promised. I would explore the world, and capture every moment just for her. Just so she could see that I hadn’t given up, although there were times were I had tried. The ringing of my doorbell had shaken me out of my thoughts, and I thanked whoever was behind the door.

“Harry open this door, right now! What’s taking you so long!” Zai shouted from behind the door, and I chuckled slightly at her impatience. Jogging over, I opened up so she could come in.

“Let’s go! Let’s go! Buy clothes later, you need to come with me. Like right now!” She screeched, and I stood there puzzled.

“Why are you so giddy?”

“Because I am! Now let’s go, I have a private jet booked for the lads, and all the girls. Now come one. We don’t have time!” She tugged at my arm, and I simply laughed at her actions. Grabbing my wallet, and keys, I ran off with Niall’s crazy girlfriend to god knows where.

……

“We’re prepared for landing in ten minutes, can I at least get some kind of hint as to why we are all here! I had plans!” I shook my head, and she just rolled her eyes.

“Shut up, buckle up, and get ready for a speedy departure once this plane lands.” She giggled, clawing onto the arms beside her.

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“So why are we waiting, in the middle of goddamn Paris! Do you know how many fans I see pointing at us? We could be mobbed in any second! What are you waiting for?” I lowly shouted in Zai’s ear.

“Hey, shh. I got this. Wait for it!” She beamed up at me, patting me on the back.

“Why are all the fan’s circling us. Are we supposed to be doing something for them?” I probed her again for an answer, and she rolled her eyes.

Pacing back and forth nervously, I didn’t know what I was supposed to be expecting. The anxiety was truly eating me alive, and I couldn’t bear waiting any longer. “Hey Zai”

“SHH. Here now put this on.” She handed me a little cover, that you put over your eyes.

“Why?”

“PUT IT ON.” She yelped, and before I knew it I was being dragged into the middle of the circle, with a blindfold on.

“Zai….” I warned.

A group of giggle’s from the girls, and a few gasps from what I assume were the fans that surrounded us, and my palms began to sweat. Why was I so nervous? A sudden wave of nervousness washed over me, and I couldn’t help but wonder what stood in front of me.

“Okay…Now look to you right.” Zai smiled at me, taking off the blindfold.

“I don’t see anything . . . What are you talking abou-”

My blood almost ran cold, my heartbeat quickened, tears threatened to spill and my feet were running at a fast pace. Before my mind could even register what I was doing, I grasped onto the love of my life, and spun around rejoicing the moment. Tears has flown down, and I realized that she hadn’t left me in this world alone. She came back, and yet again I found my lips pressed onto hers. Not caring that I had a fiancé at home, not caring that this would be all over magazines. Not giving a shit, because I finally had her back. I finally had her fucking back, and there was no way I could ever let her go.

“Harry, squeeze me any tighter, and I might puke on you.” She warned, but her eyes softened when met with mine.

“I’m here now, no more crying.” She smiled brightly, wiping an escaped tear with the brim of her sweater.

Hugging her tightly again, I held her close, and rejoiced. I had every ounce of her back. I had the chance to cherish her, and adore every part of her, endlessly. The feeling that had radiated through every limb in my body was overpowering, and I couldn’t remember a time where I was every happier than I am now. Kissing the top of her head, her arms were tightly wrapped around my torso, and for a moment I had forgotten all about everyone around me.

“You’re not leaving me again.” I whispered.

“Never.” She smiled into my chest, still cuddled in my embrace.

“I love you, Lia.”

“And I love you.”

And with that, I knew that we could make it. That it didn’t matter what obstacles blocked out paths, we would break it down, and find each other. I finally understood it all. She was my savior, that little piece of me that couldn’t be replaced. And if this couldn’t break us, then nothing would.

“I’ll surely love you till the end of my life.” I whispered against her lips, kissing her like it was my last.

Notes

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