Lost and Found || Punk H.S

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Andrea's P.O.V

The only thing I can think as I run to the bedroom is holy crap. this man is going to kill me. I'm so screwed.

This is the greatest birthday ever, even if I can't remember any besides the last few, trying to cut my life away. But this, this is magical. The breakfast was delicious, but even better was remembering a moment with Harry before the accident. The bubble bath was so romantic and he wasn't even there. I couldn't help but think of what it would have been if he was, but I loved it either way. The fort was insanely thoughtful and I went through almost the entire bowl of gummy bears without once thinking about my figure. The best part of all of this is the fact that Harry is here with me.

When I'm picking out his clothes I didn't to have some fun. Since I'm the princess, he needs to look like my prince.

When I get back to Harry he's waiting for me patiently. I hand him the plain white shirt, flannel, and black jeans, keeping the extra accessory behind my back until he's dressed. I have to say, I love these clothes on him, they perfectly accent his tattoos and legs that every girl including me should be jealous of.

Once he's dressed I hand him what I've been waiting for. "What's this love," he looks confused. "A flower crown," I smile at him innocently. He looks reluctant until I pout my lips. The flowers look perfect in his hair, even better than me.

"Now you're my prince," I've never been so happy. I kiss him softly before trying to pull myself out of my own bliss. This has to be heaven.

"Let me guess, I've got to be your prince all night long don't I," he's fighting off his smile it's obvious. I nod and he smiles at my excitement. "Anything for you my love," he kisses my lips gently.

"The boys will be here soon, what would you like to do love?"

Harry's P.O.V

"Pictures," she jumps with excitement. I must say, this flower crown thing is pretty comfortable and it's made her even happier. I pull my iPhone out and she gets to work. Multiple pictures are taken, us kissing each other's cheeks, funny faces, huge smiles. I accidentally clicked a picture with both of us laughing out loud and it's definitely my favourite and now my wallpaper. Another was 'accidentally' (wink wink) taken while we were kissing afterwards.

Our picture moments were interrupted when Niall ran inside and practically tackled Andrea to the ground.

"Niall what the heck," Andrea groans. "Happy birthday Andrea," he screams. "Niall get the fuck off of my girlfriend before I bash your Irish face in," I threaten only half joking.

"Okay okay," he sighs but ends up laughing once they're both back on their feet. I pull her back to me and the others walk in exchanging greeting and happy birthdays to Andrea. Two more surprises left and then her gifts. I know yeah yeah, extravagant but I haven't celebrated her birthday with her in years and it was always our tradition so I'm going all out.

After going out to dinner at Andrea's favourite Italian place we head back to Eleanor and Louis' house where all the gifts are.

Andrea eyes the gifts on the floor and her eyes automatically fill with guilt. "You guys really didn't have to do all this," she looks at our little group.

"But we really wanted to. We feel like we've known you for years after meeting you and Harry talking about you every second he gets," Perrie smiles at us both sitting next to each other. Fuck. Her legs are draped over mine, and yes I put them there, and her arms are wrapped around me. I love being close to her like this. I hate remembering the lonely feelings I got while she was gone, but it's probably my fault. I could have stayed and helped her remember me sooner.