Harry was pacing the floor of your apartment. It was a few minutes to midnight. He had been out on a walk, listening to his album for the millionth time, but he needed to be with friends right now. He knew you had people over for a little party. Friends who had been there to support him, some of the people he had worked with and was still working with. There were snacks, fun conversation, games and lots of booze.
Everyone was standing around, grins on their faces, watching Harry freak out.
You shook your head. “What exactly are you worried about? It’s already Number 1 in like 50 countries or something. People seem to like it.”
He glared at you. “That doesn’t make it any less nerve-wrecking.”
He sat down in one of your chairs as your guests started the countdown.
“10, 9, 8…”
There was a breathless smile on his face, like he couldn’t believe it was actually happening.
“7, 6, 5, 4…”
Harry’s hands went to his head, trying to keep it from exploding you assumed.
“3, 2, 1! IT’S OUT!”
His hands came down to his mouth. He was relieved and anxious at the same time.
You had to admit it was a bit anti-climactic, what with everyone on their phones or laptops buying the album or making sure it was downloading, but Harry enjoyed it none the less. His eyes met yours across the room and he grinned.
“I’m so proud of you.”, you mouthed.
His grin grew wider. You looked at your laptop. The album had downloaded, so you connected to the bluetooth speakers and started playing it. Everyone cheered, patting Harry on the back or hugging him. After a moment he excused himself and went out onto your balcony. You followed, concern creasing your forehead.
He was standing in the moonlight, leaning on the railing, looking out at the city. You moved closer.
“Hey H, you okay?”, you asked.
He turned around, a soft smile playing on his lips.
“I’m great. I just needed a moment to take it all in. It’s really out.”
He sighed. Then he stretched out a hand, grabbed your arm and pulled you into him, hugging you tightly. You nuzzled into his shoulder, breathing in his sweet smell.
“Are you happy?”, you muttered.
He chuckled. “So happy. Now I can move on to new things.”
And before you could ask what he meant, he had moved a few inches away, had taken your face into his hands and had kissed you sweetly.
Oh, so that was what he meant. It seemed you were now officially more than just friends. Interesting.
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But fuck man… I didn’t expect to cry listening to it !! I’m not one to be so affected like that!! My chest hurts so bad, i just want him to be so happy 😭 good job ji, good job 👏🏻 everyone go listen, go stream, make him proud!