Taylor’s POV
Here I am. Fixing my stuff. Getting everything organized. Clothes, shoes, books, gifts. Zipping my luggage. Dressing myself up, getting ready.
I cannot believe I have to go back to America too soon. I won’t be spending Christmas a.k.a. the most wonderful day ever with my love. Aww. I’m going to miss him though.
Not that I don’t want to spend Christmas with my family but, I just think it’s a lot better and happier if I’m with him.
“Is everything ready?” he asked. I quickly turned to him and nodded which he then smiled in return. Oh those cute dimples. I am so gonna miss those.
He then did the famous ruffle-your-curly-hair thing. Ugh, that curly locks. I’m gonna miss those too.
Okay, stop it Taylor. You’re not gonna be together for about maybe a week. It’s not too long. It’s just a week. You will see him in New Years Eve. Don’t worry.
But it’s too long!
Oh shut it Taylor! It’s just a week. Besides, you will talk to him through Skype.
Okay, why am I talking to myself? I hope I didn’t said it out loud. If I did that, Harry might think I am mentally ill or something.
Suddenly, I felt hands snake through my waist. “I’m gonna miss you so much.” Harry said.
“Aww. I’m gonna miss you too. But don’t worry, babe, it’s just a week.” Yes. That’s right, Taylor. That’s right. You deserve a cookie.
“A week that will probably be like years.” He said.
Harry is me.
I am Harry.
We are one.
I definitely understand him. You know the feeling when you’re waiting for someone but the time is just too slow. Yes, that’s it. That’s how we’re going to feel in the next week.
I turned around to face him. “Oh honey, we will still talk, okay? We can call each other everyday. We’ll talk through Skype.”
“Fine... But you will give me a Christmas present, right?” He said, changing the topic which made me chuckle a bit.
“Of course I will, silly.” I giggled. I gave him a peck on the lips and hugged him tight. “We should be going now. I’m gonna be late for my flight.” I said then grabbed my purse and put on my coat while Harry brought my suitcase to his car. It’s obvious already that he’s going to drop me off at the airport. We got in the car and drove off.
“So... What are you gonna give me for Christmas?” Harry said, excitingly.
“It’s a secret.” I replied.
“Aww. A clue maybe?”
