Today is the day Eric is coming back! I have never been more excited in my life. I have only seen him a couple times since he left and it feels like it has been years not six months. I just can't wait to see him again.

Harry and I have been planning our wedding it has been a bit stressful but nothing too bad. We are planned to get married next year since we both decided we want to enjoy being engaged. Plus that will make things much easier for planning.

A immediate grin over comes my face as I jump up. I ignore Harry's confused glances and run to the door running outside. I cover my mouth in excitement as I see him. My best friend, the person I have been able to count on my entire life. I run over jumping on him wrapping myself around him like a khola.

"I missed you so much" I cry holding onto him tightly. He is my person.

"I missed you, Ave." He smiles setting me down. I quickly wipe under my eyes hugging him tightly once more.

"I'm so glad you are home." Eric nods agreeing. He slings his arm around my shoulder side hugging me as we walk back. Harry is standing in the doorway with a small smile on his face. I am so glad he got over his jealousy of Eric.

"Hey mate" Harry grins clapping Eric's shoulder.

"Hey" Eric returns the smile before we all walk in.

-

The next few hours are spent Eric telling me all of his stories. Most of them he has told me over facetime or phone, but I listen like I have never heard them before.

"So Eric. You probably don't remember this but when we were little you said you would be my maid of honor and I would be your best man and I am holding you to this. Please Eric be my maid of honor." I grin as he gasp fanning himself dramatically.

"I knew the time would come. Yes Ave of course." He smiles hugging me.

"You're not going to make me wear a dress are you?" I shake my head no. That would be pretty great though.

"I suck at giving speeches though. What should I say?" He lays his head back on the couch looking over at me.

"Just say some of like our childhood memories."

"Like how you stole my first kiss when we were 5 and supposed to be innocent you little slut." I gasp hitting his arm.

"Fuck you!"

"You wanted to. We were five women! You literally just did it and ran away who the fuck does that!" Eric exclaims. I purse my lips trying not to laugh.

"I was a bit promiscuous back in the day!"

"That's an understatement!" Eric grins messing up my hair. I roll my eyes doing a fake little growl at him.

"Don't tell that story. Tell the one where we were learning to ride our bike and you purposely ran into me and wrecked us and made me break two fingers." Harry starts laughing on the other couch at my little story. I raise my eyebrows at Eric.

"It was a phase." Eric mumbles.

"A phase of destruction that left me with barely any unhurt bones." I giggle at the memories of Eric and I learning to ride bikes. Even after he nearly broke half my fingers he was still the kid I would ride my bike with everyday and was always beside me.

"Well you still love me so doesn't matter."

"Debatable. "

"Ouch"

-

My laugh is so loud in the mall a few people turn around staring at Eric and I. This only makes me laugh harder though. I have always found enjoyment in having others think I am strange.

"I just- oh my god." Eric joins my laughter and I almost forget we came here to get some food to take back to Harry. Eric was just going to go, but I said I didn't want him to leave so I just went with him.

"We should go try on wedding dresses." Eric says as he sees a bridal store. I gasp nodding quickly. Excitement bubbles inside me as we walk inside. I haven't tried on any at all.

"Hello how may I help you?" A older lady with red hair and glasses on the tip of her nose asks.

"Hi I was wondering if I could try on some wedding dresses?"

"Of course, sweety! What sort of style are you thinking?" My eyes widen. I have no fucking idea what style of dresses there are.

"Umm I don't really know." I laugh nervously.

"I'll find some. You two just take a seat. You two are an adorable couple by the way." She walks away before I have time to correct her that I am not marrying dipshit.

"You kiss someone once when you're five and everyone thinks you're marrying them." I sigh sitting next to Eric. He chuckles next to me nodding. We sit in silence for a couple minutes.

"Kelsey and I broke up." Eric blurts out. Where did that come from?

"What? When? Why?"

"We broke up last month because she said she didn't feel the same anymore. That the distance was too much."

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me?" I say slightly loud and hitting him. He grabs his shoulder glaring at me.

"Because I like seeing you happy. I didn't want you to worry about me." Eric looks at me with sad eyes. I sigh wrapping my arms around his neck pulling him into me.

"Eric I will always worry about you. You're my favorite person alive. You can tell me anything. I love you." Eric nods against my shoulder.

"I love her, Ava. I love her and she just-" Eric lets out a sob on my shoulder makjng me squeeze my eyes shut. I see the lady start walking towards us making me immediately hold up my index finger. She nods turning around and walking away.

"Did you tell her you love her?"

"No, she obviously doesn't love me back. I just can't handle that sort of rejection." I did.

"Trust me I know. Sure it sucks it really fucking sucks." Eric sits up looking at me with red eyes. "But I felt so good that I told him. He knew how much he meant to me even if he didn't love me back. Eric just 10 seconds of courage is all it takes." I wipe away his tears holding his face in my hands. He nods giving me one last hug.

"What would I do without you?" Eric chuckles. This is what we do. We lift each other when we are down.

"You would probably be dead by now." He nods agreeing.

I would be.

I shake my head getting rid of my thoughts. The lady walks back out holding three dresses. They are all very beautiful. She gestures for us to follow her and we do.

-

"You look stunning." Harry says with a large smile on his face. I love how his eyes crinkle on the side when he smiles big and his dimples. We are looking at the pictures Eric took of me in wedding dresses. I liked them but none really seemed to be the one.

Eric has sense went back to his apartment and we agreed to go out to lunch tomorrow. It is weird having him back, but I am so glad he is. I have missed him so much.

I giggle shaking my head as Harry pinches my cheek. He wraps his arm around my shoulder pulling me into his chest. His head resting on top of mine.

"I can't wait to call you my wife." Harry looks at me with a boyish grin. I smile rolling my eyes. He leans down pressing his lips to mine.

"Me too, I can't wait to call you my wife." I say giggling. Harry laughs pushing me back to lay on the couch his body hovering over mine.

-

The next morning I wake up with Harry's butt pressed into my front and my arm wrapped around his torso. Harry loves to be the little spoon whether he wants to admit it or not. I smile pressing a delicate kiss to his back before slowly removing myself from the bed.

He is so beautiful. He stirs slightly before wrapping his strong arms around a pillow. He looks so young and worry free when he sleeps. His mouth parts when he falls back into his deep sleep. Small cute snores falling from between his perfect plump lips. I slightly smile before turn around going to my drawer and putting on a pair of gray socks. The tiles are cold in the morning.

-

I am perched on the stool drinking my cup of tea when Harry walks into the kitchen only wearing his boxers. My eyes roam down his body as he walks over to the stove getting some tea. I have seen him nearly naked and naked countless times and his beauty never doesn't take my breath away.

"You look stunning this morning." Harry smiles walking over to me. I shake my head hiding my smile behind my cup of tea.

I bring one of my knees to my chest hiding from Harry. He grabs his phone from the counter taking pictures of me. I cover my face in embarrassment.

"Just pose for one. Come on this is only for me, kitten." Harry does his cute little pouty lip thing. I shake my head sitting my cup of tea down and pose nonetheless. Harry takes a picture of me and I act like it never happened and return back to my tea. Harry's eyes don't leave the phone as he furrows his eyebrows.

"Holy fuck" he breathes looking over at me. He walks over to me showing me the picture. I look sexy.

"You look so fucking beautiful." Harry's words make my cheeks heat slightly.

-

"Come on, Bear!!" I cheer as loud as I can. It's the championship and Harry is loosing so far. He has to win this round so he can fucking win the next round. I rise on my feet covering my eyes when Harry gets hit. No matter how many times I see him fight it stills makes my stomach uneasy.

Harry doesn't win the second match, but he seems oddly totally okay with it. He walks over to me with a cheeky grin wrapping his sweaty arms around me.

"Why are you happy?" I giggle as he picks me up spinning me around.

"I could have won that easily, but I am retiring. I don't want to put you through anymore of these matches. It's time we settle down." Harry says pressing his forehead to mine. Everyone around us is going crazy that Harry lost and there is a new champion. Harry picks me up wrapping my legs around his torso carrying me to the back room.

"You Mr. Styles want to settle down?" I giggle putting my arms around his neck. He presses his lips to mine for a slow much needed kiss.