Chapter 49

Short, filler chapter. Next chapter will be up tonight or tomorrow. x

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Harry’s POV:

            Carly reaction to the song was exactly what I wanted; shock, happiness, joy, and love. The look on her face was priceless, and I wish I had gotten a picture of it. I wanted the song to be perfect, and Carly’s reaction just told me it was perfect as can be. I had been working on Truly, Madly, Deeply for a while, trying to get my thoughts and feelings about Carly in one song. The song spoke how I felt about her, and I think she saw that. I was afraid of losing Carly; that’s the last thing I want. She means so much to me, more than I could have ever imagined, and losing her would just destroy me.

            My eyes traveled to where Carly was sitting on the couch of the tour bus, laughing and smiling as she talked to the girls. As she listened to what Eleanor was telling her, Carly’s eyes traveled over to me, locking with my green ones. I send her a cheeky wink, causing a cute blush to appear on her cheeks, as she goes back to paying attention to Eleanor.

            “You two have two have got it bad,” Louis suddenly says from next to me, causing me to look at him.

            “What?” I ask, confused.

            Louis chuckles. “Harry, I’m your best mate,” he says a bit quietly, so only I could hear him. “And I know you well enough to know you’ve never acted this way with a girl. You, my friend, are whipped.”

            “I’m not whipped!” I deny, shaking my head, readjusting myself so I sat properly on the couch opposite from the girls.

            Louis gave me a look. “Please,” he rolls his eyes. “You would do anything for that girl. You’d buy her a bloody elephant if she asked you to.”

            “Why would Carly need an elephant?” I ask, cocking my head to the side.

            Louis groans. “It’s an example!” he exclaims, causing me to chuckle and the girls to look at him. When they look away, Louis says in a hushed tone, “You look at Carly the same way I look at Eleanor.”

            I raise my eyebrow. “You realize you just called yourself whipped, right?”

            Louis nods. “I’m aware,” he says. “And I don’t care. Who cares if you’re whipped for someone you love? It’s a way of saying that you’ll do anything for them.”

            I think for a moment, my eyes wandering over to where Carly’s animately telling the girls about something and laughing. “You know what, Lou?” I say, turning my head as my green eyes lock with Louis’ blue ones. “I think I am whipped.”

            A few minutes later, Carly walked over to me and sat down next to me on the couch, sitting sideways so she can look at me. “So I talked to Kristen,” she says, “and I’m allowed to go to London when the tour’s over.”

            My eyes widen, grinning. “Really? What happened?”

            Carly smiles. “I told her how Mum’s gonna be having the baby any time now, and I wanna be there for her. And also because I wanna see my old friends back there in school, and I’m thinking of surprising them.”

            I pout. “You don’t wanna be there for me?” I ask.

            Carly chuckles, her left hand going up and tangling itself with my hair. I smile as I feel her fingers playing with my curls, and she chuckles. “Of course I’m coming there for you too,” she says. “But you’ll be busy, won’t you?”

            I shrug. “I’m sure I can find myself a couple of days off,” I say. “I mean, we’re gonna be back from an eight month long tour. We deserve a break once in a while.”

            Carly nods, agreeing. “The one thing I’m looking forward to is no jetlag,” she sighs, her head resting on my lap.

            My left hand strokes her hair as my right one interlocks with hers. “Me too,” I chuckle. “We’ll be able to get a good full night’s sleep.”

            We all just sat and conversed with one another until Perrie asks, “So how many more shows do you have left?”

            “Roughly, I think ten,” Liam answers, throwing an arm around Danielle’s shoulders.

            “Guys, I’m hungry,” Niall blurts, rubbing his stomach.

            Soha pats Niall’s cheek, chuckling. “You’re always hungry.”

            Carly sighs, sitting up as she lifts her head from my lap. “I’m hungry too,” she says. “I need food.”

            “Yeah, I’m a bit hungry as well,” Eleanor chips in.

            “Okay, we get it. We’re all hungry,” Zayn groans, lolling his head back. “There’s just no more food here.”

            “Niall ate it all,” Louis glares at the Irish boy, who blushes feverishly.

            “How much longer till we get to Sydney, Charlie?” Liam calls out to the bus driver.

            “Fifteen minutes, tops!” Charlie calls back.

            Liam looks back at us. “We’ll go out and get some pizza or something when we get there,” he says, and we all nod, agreeing. Except for Niall.

            “But that’s so long!” he whines.

            Soha rolls her eyes. “You’ll survive.”

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            I smile at the picture Carly just posted; was of me kissing her cheek while she made a kissy face at the camera with her red lips. We all were at Burger King for lunch, and were stopped a few times for pictures or autographs. Otherwise people just let us be, and we highly appreciated it. Since there were ten of us, we had to join two rectangular tables to fit all of us together. Liam, Danielle, Zayn, Carly, and I on one side. And Louis, Eleanor, Perrie, Soha, and Niall on the other. Our table honestly looked like a buffet, with the amount of food we all had ordered.

            Carly put down her burger next to me and used her thumb and index finger of her right hand to take out the two unbitten pickles from it. “Do you want these?” she asks me.

            I nod, taking off the top bun of my burger. “Put it in here,” I say, and she does. I smile and take a bite of my beef burger, loving the juicy meat.

            We all continued eating, and Eleanor says, “We should go to the beach.”

            Danielle nods, agreeing. “Yeah! It’s your day off. We should do something fun.”

            “I’m down for it,” Zayn says, sipping his drink.

            “Me too,” Liam grins.

            I look at Carly. “Wanna go?”

            Carly looks at me and nods, smiling. “Sounds fun.”

            We continue eating, agreeing that we would go to the beach in an hour or so. Once we were done eating, we left back to the hotel to get our things to go to the beach. I had changed into my swimming trunks and a simple white T-shirt along with flip flops.

            “You ready, babe?” I called out for Carly.

            Just then, the bathroom door opened and she came into view. She had on white short denim shorts that complimented her long legs, blue flip flops, and a purple crop top that revealed her flat stomach and black bikini strap. Her long hair fell glossily over her back, and her Gucci sunglasses rested on the top of her head.

            “Yeah, I’m ready,” she smiles, picking up her beach bag.

            We walked out of our hotel room and met up with everyone else. Paul got into the big van we rented, and drove us all to the beach. Once we got there, we ran to put down our beach chairs and bags, and I grabbed Carly’s hand. “Come on! Let’s swim.”

            Carly laughs. “Hold on a minute,” she says. She then throws off her flip flops, and takes off her shorts and top, revealing her fit body. “Come on,” she says, grabbing my own hand and yanking me towards the ocean. I take off my own shirt and we run towards the sparkling water, and Carly jumps in. She resurfaces a couple of seconds later, her entire body wet. “The water’s so warm,” she sighs in content.

            I grin, kicking my legs in the water to keep me afloat. “One of the main thing’s I love about Australia.”

            Carly smiles, and then lays on her back above the water. Her eyes stay close as the sun beams down on her as she floats on the water. I smirk to myself, and suddenly hook one arm behind her knees and one around her neck as I pick her up and throw her over my shoulders. “HARRY!” she screams, pounding my back. “Let me down!”

            I chuckle turning in circles and swinging her around above the water. “No can do, love,” I snicker.

            “Come on, Baby Tarzan,” Carly laughs.

            I stop spinning, and set her down in the water in front of me. “Did you just call me Baby Tarzan?” I look down at her, raising an eyebrow.

            Carly smiles innocently up at me. “Yeah,” she grins cutely. “’Cause your hair’s all messed up. Like baby Tarzan,” she adds, her hand reaching up and her finger twirls a piece of my wet, curly hair.

            I laugh, rolling my eyes. “It’s a good thing you’re pretty,” I wink, before leaning down and kissing her.

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Next chapter: Last show of the touuurrrr!