You and Harley have been best friends since you gave her shelter when Batman was after her. That was two years ago. Since then, she has been trying to drag you into her world. You can’t lie, you kinda like it. The loud music, the long nights and the expensive gifts she always brings you.
Right now you hear her, breaking in your apartment again. At 3 a.m. Groaning and tossing around, you hope she’s just looking for something. But of course not.
“Wake up! Wake up!” She swings the door open, making you jump on the bed and sit up. “Guess who you’ll meet tonight?”
“Who?” You ask in a sleepy voice.
“My ex.” Her bright smile doesn’t fade. Harley broke up definitely with the Joker.
The Joker. Like, the baddest of the bad. You never saw the man and you honestly don’t want to. It’s good to know that Harley finally got over him, and now they’re just partners in crime.
“I don’t want to meet him.” You push her away playfully when she jumps in your bed. “You can go and tell him I said ‘hi’.”
“No. You’re coming. Now go and put on that dress I gave you.”
Arguing with Harley is useless, so you get up and take a quick shower. She gave you many dresses. You choose the purple one, wich you haven’t wear yet. With a sigh, you leave the bathroom, just to put another smile on your friend’s face.
“That’s how I like it. This will be a funny night.”
The car is stolen, that’s obvious. When she stops, you can’t help but beg her to take you back home. But no. Harley drags you through alleys and them downstairs until the most ridiculous dance club you’ve ever seen. Everything seems expensive, and these people seem to be very, very rich.
“Holy shit. There are, like… People from the government here.”
“Well, just don’t tell anyone.”
You’d answer, but Harley screams. She guides you throughout the endless tables and many girls to what seems to be the backstage.
“He doesn’t live here, so don’t ask him that.” That’s when you notice that she’s knocking on a wooden door. Soon enough someone opens it.
“So you brought me a gift.” The man stares down at you, funny eyes and a weird smile. The Joker is even scarier in person.
“She’s not a gift. She’s (Y/N). Remember?”
“Such a pretty little thing…” When he allows you both to walk in, you pretend not to be surprised. Three dead bodies beside his huge desk, and lots of different guns on it.
“Now. Let’s get to business.” Harley says in a singsong voice.
“No. I want to get to know this friend of yours.” Joker sits on the couch, ignoring the men who come to drag the corpses to God knows where.
They both keep staring, waiting for you to say something.
“What? You’re a freaking villain, I don’t know what to say.” Rolling your eyes, you sit on his desk, not bothering to ask for permission. “This is insane. Three dead men? Seriously?”
“Oh, she’s so sweet, isn’t she?” Harley grabs Joker’s arm and shakes it. But his eyes don’t leave you until it starts to feel uncomfortable.
“Yes, she is.”
His low voice sends shivers down your spine. Crossing your legs, you clean your throat, trying to make this weird sensation go away.
“So. You two have business?”
“Yes. I actually have business with many people, as you can see.” Joker stands up, walking up to his desk.
Choosing to be smart, you jump to the ground, but when you step away from the desk, he stops right before you, blocking your way. His eyes are locked on yours, so you can’t help being a bit scared.
His cold fingers touch your chin, caressing your skin.
“I have dangerous people coming and I don’t want you anywhere near them.” Joker turns to face Harley, who’s still sitting there, a smile on her lips. “Take her home, Harley. She’s under my protection.”
Before you could say anything, Harley takes you by the hand and drags you out the club. You wanted to stay. To see those men, to see more of Joker.
Harley gladly drives you home through the dark and empty streets of Gotham.
“Sooooooo. Did you like him?”
“He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.” You take a deep breath. She wouldn’t let it go. “But yes, I guess he’s not that… bad.”
“I knew it! I rather him to date you than any of those bitches.” She turns left, forcing you to hold onto your seat.
“I’m not gonna be the only one breaking into your apartment at 3 a.m. now.”
You can’t help but laugh. This life isn’t for you, well, that’s what you tell yourself every night. But you have to admit: it does make you feel alive. Now you can barely wait for Joker to break into your apartment.
HARRY Styles escaped serious injury after almost setting his dressing room on fire at the Saturday Night Live studios.
The singer stripped off backstage when he accidentally slung his shirt on a candle and watched in horror as it went up in flames.
The panicked star dashed over to stamp out the furnace – but his sock caught fire in the process.
Revealing the terrifying ordeal, a source told The Sun’s Bizarre column: “Harry nearly burned the place down.
“After his performance he went back to his dressing room and ripped off his shirt and threw it in the corner of the room.
“A few minutes later his manager asked if he could smell burning – he’d thrown it onto a candle and the whole sleeve had set alight.
“He tried to stamp it out but then his sock caught on fire.
“Luckily, the whole team got involved and managed to stamp the flames out, but it was one step away from needing a fire extinguisher.”
The drama ensued after Harry made his debut performance as a solo star live on air at the NBC Studios in New York’s Rockefeller Plaza last Saturday.
After a five-minute panic, the fire was controlled and he escaped with only minor burns to his foot.
It’s not the first time Harry has nearly gone up in flames.
He scared fans when he nearly walked into a pyrotechnic on stage at a 1D gig in Chicago four years ago, but was saved by ex bandmate Zayn Malik who pulled him back just second before he set himself alight.
Harry, 23, dropped his debut single Sign Of The Times earlier this month with the track hitting the top of the UK charts.
Tonight, he will appear on The Graham Norton Show where he revealed plans to tour his new material.
On the show, Harry also faced a barrage of questions about stories which have appeared about him – and was ordered to confirm or deny by facial expression only.
You placed the cap back on your red lipstick and put in your makeup bag. You gave yourself another look over in the mirror and took a deep breath. You had no clue as to what the night might bring, all you knew was that you were going to be seeing someone that you had seen in a really long time.
Not that you didn’t want to see them, it was just that you were on tour and they were working on their own thing, so there wasn’t really time to see one another.
And that was always the problem. Well, one of the problems. See, you had been in love with someone for years, but there was always shit getting in the way preventing the two of you from being together.
It’s not like you hadn’t tried, it’s just that all those tries failed. Eventually, you two just decided to be friends because it just wasn’t meant to be anything more.
Or so you thought.
Harry paced backstage of Saturday Night Live. He had so many emotions going through his mind at that moment. He was both nervous and excited, and not just because of the show or his performance. But because he had invited you to come.
When he reached out to you about coming to see him in New York, he was worried that you wouldn’t come. He was always worried that maybe, you were with someone else.
Harry never moved on from you. His heart still ached for you. He wished things in the past were different, but he couldn’t go back and change them, but he could hope for a better future.
By working on his solo material, Harry realized that if he really wanted something, he needed to go for it and make it happen. He couldn’t just sit around and wait for it to come because there was always a chance it wouldn’t.
“How are you feeling about tonight?” Jeff asked while Harry was getting his hair done.
“I’m alright,” he said from the makeup chair. “I’m just ready to get out there.”
“Is Y/N coming?” He asked.
Harry looked over at him when he said your name. “Yeah, she is. She has a show tomorrow night at MSG, so she’s in town and said she would come.”
“Do you think anything is going to happen between the two of you or are you strictly going to be friends?” Jeff smirked.
Harry sighed. He had no clue. Looking back at all of your meetings in the past, things usually ended up in either your bed or his. It was hard not to, when you two who wanted to be together, hardly ever could. But tonight, was the first night in ages that you two had seen or even spoken really. And the last time was the two of you saying to just be friends.
All Harry did know was that he couldn’t wait to see you and that maybe there was some hope that you two could find a way to be together.
When your car arrived at the studio, you were shown to your seat and you noticed a familiar face. It was Nick, one of Harry’s best friends from London, plus you had been on Nick’s radio show plenty of times.
“Oi, look at little miss Y/N,” he smirked walking over to you and giving you a hug. “How have you been? How’s tour going?”
You laughed. “It’s going well, but I’m exhausted. I’ve been on this tour for over a year.”
“Damn, it has been that long hasn’t it?” he asked.
“Yeah, it has. I’m honestly ready to just take like a month long vacation,” you laughed.
“Can I come with? I can just pre-record a shit ton of morning shows for my time slot,” he joked.
“Sure, I could use some company,” you laughed.
“I’m sure Harry would take you up on that offer,” he smirked.
“Um… Maybe,” you coughed.
“So, what’s going on with you two anyway?” He asked.
“Nothing. We haven’t even seen each other since last year,” you said. “Since before I went on tour, actually.”
“Well, he must want something to go on between you two, I mean why else would he invite you here. This is a huge night for him,” he said.
“I know that, but…” you sighed.
“He really likes you know, no scratch that,” he said. “He fucking loves you. He always has, he gutted him when you two decided to break it off permanently.”
“That was over a year ago, Nick. I’m sure he’s moved on…” you sighed.
“Y/N, I’m his best friend and trust me when I say, he hasn’t,” he whispered. “And I’m pretty sure there’s no moving on from the one you know deep inside your heart that you’re meant to be with.”
You sighed leaning back in your seat. You couldn’t respond to Nick’s statement because the producers let out the signal that the show was about to start.
The first major skit of the night was up next and they had set it up like a Family Feud episode. You weren’t sure how many skits, if any, that Harry was even in. The actors came out onto the stage and you squinted a little when you noticed one of the guys that walked out.
“Is that-” you said pointing to the guy standing next to Jimmy Fallon. “Is that Harry?”
“The one and only,” Nick joked.
“Oh my god,” you laughed. “He almost doesn’t look like himself and actually looks like Mick Jagger,”
“Yeah, I think he took the comparisons a little far,” he laughed.
When the skit finally started, you were crying you were laughing so hard. It was a commercial break, so you took out your phone and decided to take some selfies with Nick.
“Can I put you on me snap chat?” he asked.
“Sure,” you laughed. “What filter should we use?”
“The bunny one,” he said quickly.
You laughed and took a few pictures with him. The show came back on and it was time for Harry to perform his song for the first time. You had heard the song plenty of times over the last week, not only on the radio, but you had it on your iTunes and you were streaming it.
You really loved the song and you couldn’t wait to hear it, along with the rest of the world.
When Harry started singing, you found yourself smiling. You were so proud of him and watching him do what he loved, and performing a song that meant a lot to him, was amazing.
The rest of show was great and at the end when everyone came on stage for the goodnight and applause, you stood up next to Nick and you both started jumping around and cheering.
Harry had looked over in the direction of the noise and laughed when he saw Nick and blushed a bit with a smile when he saw you standing there too.
After the show, you and Nick went backstage. And while Nick was practically running with excitement to see his best friend, you were feeling really nervous. Your mouth was dry and your hands were a bit sweaty.
Nick didn’t even bother knocking on the door, he just went straight on inside. He practically pulled you through the door and you laughed.
“Mate, you did great!” Nick said. “Oh, and Y/N’s here,” he said pushing you in front of him.
Harry had been in the middle of changing. He was in a different pair of trousers and his new shirt was in his hands. A lot had changed since you last seen him, and it was just a few new tattoos and a haircut.
Harry looked over at you and smiled. “You came,” he said.
“I did,” you nodded. “Nick’s right, you did amazing. I’m really proud of you.”
“Thank you,” He said. “You uh… you look great,”
“Thanks,” you smiled tucking a loose hair behind your ear.
You weren’t sure what happened, but someone how all the people that were in the room when you arrived had slipped out leaving just you and Harry.
“Do you have any plans tonight? Or morning, technically?” He laughed.
You shrugged. “I was just going to go back to my hotel.”
“Would you want to come to the after party with me?” He asked.
“Um, sure. I’d like that,” you smiled. “I’ve been to a few share of SNL after-parties, they’re always memorable.” you joked.
“Oh, so you don’t want to go for me?” He asked with a smirk.
“Well, I mean, maybe a little,” you shrugged.
He laughed. “I’ve really missed you,” he said.
“I’ve missed you too,” you said.
When you got to the after-party, Harry had to make some rounds to meet with some people, so you decided to go to the bar and get a drink.
You knew a few people at the party, so you were talking to them for most of the time. It was getting late and you weren’t sure where Harry had gone. You sighed deciding that it was better if you just went back to your hotel. You grabbed your bag and headed towards the door.
You saw Nick hanging with Jeff and some other friends, so you went over to him.
“Hey, um, I couldn’t find Harry, so if you could just tell him that I had to leave,” you said.
“Are you sure?” Nick asked.
“Yeah, I have a show later today,” you said.
“Okay, it was great catching up with you tonight,” Nick smiled hugging you.
You nodded and pulled away before heading out the door. You got into the car and they took you to your hotel. You got up to your room and quickly took off your heels. You sighed rubbing your feet when you sat on the bed.
You were exhausted. All you wanted to do was just crawl into bed and sleep until the show tomorrow. You got undressed and climbed under the blankets. You were just about to fall asleep when you heard a knock on your door. You groaned and got up putting on your robe and walking to the door. You stood on your tip-toes to look through the peephole and you saw Harry standing there.
You unlocked the door and opened it. “Hey, what are you-”
“Y/N! I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t mean to just leave you like that. I had only planned to talk to a few people, but then when I went to go back over to you, I kept getting stopped. Then when I finally was able to get away, Nick told me you left,” he sighed.
“Harry it’s okay. Tonight’s your night. I wanted to stay, but it was late, so I came back to my hotel,” you shrugged. “You don’t have to apologize for it.”
“Yes I do,” he nodded. “I invited you and didn’t even spend time with you.”
“You had more important people to talk to, it’s okay,” you said.
“No one is more important than you,” he whispered looking into your eyes.
You felt your cheeks turning red and you were thankful for the dimmed lighting in the hallway.
“Look, inviting you tonight wasn’t just about SNL or me performing for the first time,” he said. “I wanted to talk to you, really talk to you.”
“About what?” you asked.
“Everything,” he whispered. “And now, I’ve gone and fucked everything up because it’s late and you’re tired. You have a show later today and then I leave tomorrow and you’re still on tour, there’s just no fucking time to do anything.”
You could tell he was really upset with him and you knew that knowing he wanted to talk to you about something was going to keep you up, so you didn’t care how late it was anymore.
“Hey,” you said taking his hand. “We can talk now. I don’t mind. I’ll be fine, we don’t have anything planned during the day, so I can catch up on my sleep, then.”
“Are you sure?” he sighed.
“Yes, now come in.” you said pulling him inside.
You shut the door behind you two and then you followed him over to the bed and sat down.
“So, what did you want to talk about,” you said playing with the tie on your robe.
“I meant what I said earlier tonight, I’ve missed you,” he whispered. “And I know that we agreed to just move on and be friends, but that obviously didn’t happen. We’ve gone over a year without really talking and I hate it.”
“I know, there were plenty of times I wanted to call you, but I didn’t,” you sighed.
“I did the same thing,” he said. “And looking back now, I really wished that I had because maybe we wouldn’t have missed out on so much time together.”
“As friends you mean?” you asked.
“As friends… as something more,” he whispered.
“We’ve been down that road before Harry,” you sighed. “We get together and everything’s fine for a few weeks maybe months, but then shit happens and we end it before it even really began. That’s why we agreed the last time would be the last time.”
“I know…” he whispered. “But I haven’t been able to move on from you and I don’t want too. I love you, Y/N. I’m in love with you, I have been since I was 19, when we first got together. Things were crazy then and we were too young all those times, so we just ran away because we didn’t want to face it. But I want you and I’m ready to face whatever shit comes our way. I don’t want to look back twenty years from now and wonder what if you were the one who got away.”
You bit your lip as you looked down. “Do you have any idea on how much I want to say yes because I haven’t moved on either and I’m in love with you too, but I don’t know if that’s the best thing for us.”
“Why not?” he said. “We both love each other and want to be together, shouldn’t that be enough?”
“It was never enough back then,” you pointed out.
He sighed taking your hand in his. “But that’s the thing, this time will be different because of our past. We can learn from our mistakes,” he said.
“But what if it doesn’t work out. I mean what if we’re different people, it has been a year since we’ve talked…and we’re still in the public eye,” you sighed.
“But what if it does work out. What if we give this one more try and we’re together forever,” he whispered taking your face in his hands. “Isn’t our happiness and being together worth the risk?”
You looked his eyes, something that you had dreamed about doing for so long.
“Yes,” you nodded. “Being with you is worth every risk.”
“So, does this mean…” he whispered.
You nodded. “It means that we’re together again,” you smiled.
Harry’s smiled so widely that his dimples were showing. “Can I kiss you?”
“You better, I’ve only been waiting all night for you to do it,” you laughed.
Harry laughed and pulled you onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and leaned in to kiss your lips. As soon as your lips touched, every memory from your past together, every previous touch, everything you’ve ever felt for him came rushing back.
Even though you had just been exhausted an hour ago, you were wide awake now. It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen and for you to wrap your legs around his waist. His hands had moved from their place on your hips, down to your bare legs. He pulled away from your lips and moved down to your neck. You tilted your head to the side.
“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered.
“No,” you said. “It’s okay. It’s been long enough, I don’t want to wait anymore.”
Harry pulled away from your neck and looked at you. “Are you sure?” he said. “I didn’t… I didn’t come here for that.”
You put your hands on both sides of his face. “I’m sure. I love you. I’m in love with you. We’re back together and I want you. I want to feel you and be with you. Like you said earlier, I have to leave in a few days, and we don’t know when the next time we might be physically together. But I mean, if you don’t want to…” you said.
“No, I do. Trust me,” he said. “I just, I don’t have a condom with me.”
“It’s okay. I’m still on the pill and I haven’t slept with anyone… since well…you,” you admitted.
“Me either,” he whispered. “I’ll admit there were times I thought about it and I had the chance, but It felt wrong, so I never did.”
“Then we both could really use this…” you smirked.
“Yes, we can,” he smirked pulling you back in for a kiss.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and he brought you closer. The tie around your robe was becoming undone as the two of you continued to kiss and touch it other.
“Let’s see what’s under here yeah? It’s been a while,” he smirked looking up at you as he untied it. He pushed the two sides of the robe apart and down your shoulders, revealing you wearing nothing a small pair of underwear. He cocked his eyebrow as he looked at you.
You blushed. “I told you I was about to go to bed,” you defended.
“Fuck, if I had known you weren’t wearing anything under that, except for these,” he smirked putting his finger in the band around your waist.
You laughed. “What would you had done?”
“I probably would have kissed you sooner,” he smirked.
You laughed and unbuttoned his shirt. “It’s only fair,” you smirked pushing it down his shoulders.
You leaned back in to kiss him as you ran your hands over his chest and shoulders. It didn’t take long before he flipped you over onto your back. You laughed pulling him back down for a kiss.
“I wanna take this slow,” he whispered. “I just want to savor every fucking moment,” he said as he kissed down your neck and chest.
He kissed down your stomach and kissed down your legs as he took off the remaining clothing that covered your body. He stood up at the end of the bed and undressed before joining you under the blanket. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.
He smiled into the kiss as he ran his hands up and down your sides before moving them down your legs. You gasped as you felt his fingers working on you.
You could see the smirk on his face and you rolled your eyes. You felt the wave of pleasure come over you as your breath quickened and you couldn’t keep yourself from being a bit vocal.
Once you were down from your high, he looked down at you. “Ready?” he whispered.
You nodded. He smiled and slowly pushed into to you. You both laid there for a bit without moving, just enjoying that moment. Soon, he started moving at the slowest place and you matched him beat for beat.
He put his forehead on yours and you two looked into each other’s eyes as you moved together. “I love you,” he whispered.
“And I love you,” you smiled.
You didn’t know how long it had been when you both finally reached your edge. Harry rolled off of you before laying next to you. He wrapped his arms around you and you cuddled up with him. Both of you were trying to catch your breath and were covered in sweat.
He kissed your head as he ran his hand up and down your back.
“Will you come to my show?” you asked. “I can put you and your friends on the list.”
He smiled. “Of course, I’ll come.”
“Good,” you smiled.
“I’ve missed coming to your shows,” he admitted.
“You still could have gone,” you said poking his nose.
He laughed. “I know, but I was afraid it would have been too hard.”
“I know what you mean. I was nervous about last night, seeing you for the first time in a while,” you whispered.
“Thank you for coming, not only because we were able to talk, but because it meant a lot to me for you to be there,” he whispered.
“You’re welcome,” you smiled.
He kissed you quickly. “You should probably get some sleep,”
“You’re gonna stay right?” you whispered.
“I’m not going anywhere,” he smiled.
Later that morning, when the sun was up, you woke up to Harry, not in the bed. You pouted confused looking around. His clothes were still there, so he hadn’t left. You then heard the shower turn on. You smirked to yourself and after waiting a little bit, you walked into the bathroom and joined him in the shower.
“Did I wake you?” he said putting his hands on yours when you wrapped them around his waist.
“No,” you said. “I woke up on my own and saw you weren’t in bed, then I heard the shower.”
“I forgot I was supposed to have breakfast with my friends,” he said. “We were gonna do some shopping and stuff.”
“Ahh,” you said.
“I would love for you to come, but I know you have your show tonight,” he said turning around to face you.
“Yeah, I’m probably going to take a bit of nap after I eat something,” you said.
He smiled. “But I’ll see you at the show tonight.”
“I know, I know, but I don’t want you to go,” you pouted looking up at him.
“Trust me, if I was a shit friend, I would just blow them off, but we had these plans made for a while,” he sighed.
“It’s okay. I understand,” you smiled.
“And we still have a little bit of time left before I have to head back to my hotel and change,” he smiled wrapping his arms around you.
You both quickly took a shower before getting out. Harry got dressed in his clothes from the previous night and sat on the bed with you. You put your head on his shoulder and wrap your arm around his.
“When are we gonna see each other again after this?” you sighed. “We just got each other back and we only have hours left before we’re apart again.”
“Hey, let’s not think about that right now,” he said putting his forehead against yours. “We can figure all that out after the show.”
“I better get going,” he said.
“Okay,” you said.
He smiled and leaned in to kiss you. You smiled into the kiss before you pulled away.
“I’ll see you tonight,” he smiled. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” you said. “Oh, and text me or something on how many that want to come.”
“Will do,” he said. “Bye baby.”
“Bye,” you smiled.
Harry grabbed his jacket and walked out of the room. You sighed as you laid back on the bed. You couldn’t believe that in a span of less than 24 hours, you and Harry were back together and you were already so happy. You just hoped it stayed that way for at least a while.
When Harry got back to the hotel, he had about 10 minutes to change and meet everyone down in the lobby. He knew they would be asking questions about last night, and he just hoped he could keep his emotions in check to not be obvious about what happened.
Harry was going to wear a buttoned down shirt, but he realized there were a few new additions to his chest from the previous night’s events. He smirked to himself as he remembered it, but then quickly turned his thoughts to something else before he had a huge problem, you weren’t here to take care of.
He then decided on just a regular t-shirt and grabbed some boots to put on. He got his keys and phone before heading out of the hotel room to meet everyone.
Most everyone was already down in the lobby by the time Harry arrived.
“About time you decided to show up,” Nick said.
“I’m right on time,” Harry defended.
“Yeah, but you’re always ready to go before everyone else, yet you’re the last one to arrive,” Jeff smirked. “Late night with a little someone?”
Harry rolled his eyes. “Don’t we have some breakfast to eat?” He said walking into the restaurant of the hotel.
“Didn’t eat enough last night?” he smirked.
“Watch your mouth,” Harry said.
“It was just a joke,” he laughed.
“I don’t need you talking or joking about Y/N and I’s sex life,” he said.
“Oh my god, so you did!” Nick smirked. “I knew that you two couldn’t resist each other. Does this mean you two are back together?”
Harry groaned. “What’s with all the questions?”
“Okay, you can’t hook up with your ex, who you’ve been like obsessed with for years, and just go silent!” Nick said.
“Yes, I can,” Harry smirked grabbing a menu and opening it, almost has if he was trying to block out the questions.
While you were eating your breakfast, you took out your journal and started writing down some words. By the time you had finished your food, you had an entire song written down.
You knew that what you were about to do would be risky, but for right now taking risks meant you could be happy and living your life.
You called up your band and told them to get to the venue a few hours earlier than the show because you had a song you wanted to work on for that night.
Once you got all of that situated, you set the alarm on your phone and then went to sleep.
“So, I know we were supposed to go out tonight, but uh Y/N invited us to her show,” he coughed.
“Ooh,” Nick smirked. “I take it we’re going?”
“Well, I’m going, and then I guess whoever else wants to go,” he said.
“I’m going! I love me some Y/N,” Nick smirked.
Harry laughed. “Sometimes I think you like her more than me.”
“Well, she is prettier,” he joked.
“That’s true,” Harry laughed.
“So, you’re really going for it again, huh?” Nick said.
“Yeah, I love her and she’s the one I want to spend my life with, so why not?” Harry smiled.
“I’ve never heard you talk about someone like that before,” Glenne said.
“That’s because I’ve never had a reason to talk about someone else,” he shrugged. “I met Y/N when I was 19 and really liked her and for some reason, she liked me back. We started dating a few months after we met and things we great for a while, but I was touring, she was touring, the media had a fucking field day with our relationship and it just got too much. So, we ended it a week before our one year anniversary and then a few months after that, we ran into each other again and tried it again, but shit just went downhill again. We were always fighting and having to defend our relationship. My Mum and sister kept asking me if what was going around in the media was true and I just let their doubt get in the way,” he sighed.
“Did that not like her?” She asked.
“No, it wasn’t that exactly, I think they were just worried about me getting hurt,” he said.
“That makes sense,” she nodded. “How do you think they’re going to feel about the two of you getting back together?”
He shrugged,” I don’t know, but I know they want me to be happy and Y/N makes me happy,” he smiled.
“Well, we’re happy for you and can’t wait to meet her tonight,” Glenne smiled.
Harry and his group of friends arrived at the venue. They all were able to go in a back way and while everyone went to find their seats, Harry went to look for you backstage.
You were getting changed into your on stage outfit when Harry knocked on the door. You walked over and opened the door, smiling when you saw him. He instantly wrapped his arms around you and picked you up in a hug.
You giggled. “How was your day?” You asked.
“It was great, but I missed you,” he pouted.
“I missed you too,” you smiled.
He smiled leaning down to kiss you. After a bit, he pulled away, “You’re so beautiful,” he said.
“I know,” you joked.
He laughed putting you on the ground and he walks over to sit down on the couch.
“So, where is everyone else?” you asked.
“They went to their seats,” he said. “I wanted to come see you before the show.”
“I’m glad that you did,” you smiled.
“Y/N, ten-minute warning,” one of your crew members said poking their head into the room.
“Okay,” you nodded.
“Hey, Harry,” she smirked. “Welcome back,”
“Thanks, Jess,” he laughed. “Well, I better get to my seat, so I don’t miss any of the show.”
You nodded. “After the show, you and everyone can come back here.”
“Sounds good,” he said wrapping his arms around you. “You’re gonna smash it out there,” he smiled.
“Thanks,” you smiled puckering your lips.
He laughed leaning down to kiss you again before pulling away and heading out the door.
The entire show so far had gone amazing. The crowd was loud and energetic and you could see Harry with a bright smirk on his face as he watched you. You were a bit nervous because the song that you had just written this morning was up next.
You put your microphone on the stand and grabbed yourself some water to drink.
“Okay, how are you all doing tonight?” you smiled. “Are you having fun?”
The crowd screams and jumps up and down.
“So, uh, this next song is a brand new song. It’s not on any album or anything. In fact, it’s so brand new, I literally just wrote it this morning,” you said. “Now, you’re all probably thinking, why are you about to do that? Don’t you need time to work it out and rehearse it and what not?”
“Well, yeah, usually,” you laughed. “But I started thinking about how music, doesn’t always have to be perfect and it never truly is. Nothing is perfect. And that’s sort of what the song is about, it’s about how something might not be perfect or fine all the time, but you shouldn’t let it keep you from experiencing it. My band and I rehearsed this song all day, so hopefully it won’t be horrible,” you laughed.
The crowd goes silent a bit, but a few voices make it through cheering you on. The music starts and you stand up to the microphone.
“Face me. Take me. Save me, don’t try to change me. Face you. Take you. Save you, I won’t try to change you,” you started off.
“Yes, Yes,” you sang softly.
“Here’s my body that I’m giving to us. Here are my arms that’ll hold us up. Here’s my life dedicated to love. I’ll try to give you everything you deserve and I can’t promise that’s gonna be fine. Here I am if you’re ready to try, here’s my tears when you tell me those words, here’s my life, for better or worse, for better or… yes, yes.” You sang at the end of the song.
The crowd went insane and you had the biggest smile on your face. You looked over at Harry and you could see him smiling as big as you. He knew that song was written about him and about your relationship.
Once the show was over, Harry and his group of friends, went backstage. When you got off stage, you went a changed out of your sweaty clothes and put on something more comfortable and dry. You sprayed some dry shampoo in your hair and touched up your makeup before heading to meet everyone.
They were all talking to one another and Nick saw you first. “There she is!” he joked. “The lady of the night!” he said running over and giving you a hug.
You laughed hugging him back and Harry turned around. “Oi, hands off my girlfriend,” he said.
“Shh, don’t tell him about our love affair,” he joked.
“He’s only jealous because you’re not hugging him,” you giggled.
“Hey! I’m right here you know,” he said. “I can hear both of you.”
“We weren’t exactly trying to keep it from you,” you laughed.
Harry rolled his eyes with a smile and wrapped his arms around you. “You were fucking amazing,” he whispered. “Bloody brilliant.”
“Thank you,” you smiled.
“And that song… wow. It was everything.” he smiled.
“I’m glad that you liked it,” you smiled.
“I loved it,” he said. “Ready to meet everyone?”
You nodded. Harry took your hand and gave it squeeze before walking over to the group. He introduced you to everyone and they seemed to really like you because they invited you out with them.
“Actually, Y/N and I already have plans,” Harry said. “We have some things we need to talk about before she leaves in the morning.”
“Oh, you have to leave tomorrow?” Jeff asked.
“Yeah, I have a show in DC tomorrow night,” you said.
“Well, have fun you two,” he said.
“Yeah, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Nick smirked before leaving with the rest of the group.
“So, do you want to grab some food?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m starving, but we can just grab something quick and go back to the hotel,” you said.
He nodded and wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked out to your car. After stopping to get some Chinese food, you both go up to your hotel room.
You were leaning up against Harry as you two ate. “Tomorrow morning’s gonna come too soon.” you sighed.
“I know,” he whispered kissing your head. “But we’ll see each other soon. I have to fly back to London to rehearse and film a tv spot, but after that, I’ll be free for a bit so I could fly out to meet you on tour,” he smiled.
“Really?” you asked.
“Yes,” he nodded. “I don’t really have any promo to do until it gets closer to the release date of my album, so I’ll have a few weeks free. I mean I’ll probably have to fit in some rehearsal time with my band, but your tour is over in a month or so right?”
You nodded.” Yeah, my final show is at the end of May.”
He smiled. “And then once you’re done with tour and I’m finished with a shit of promo, we can take a nice little getaway together,” he whispered.
“That’d be wonderful,” you smiled. “I need a getaway.”
He smiled. “I bet you do.”
“Know what else I need?” you smirked turning around to face him.
“What’s that?” He asked watching you move toward him.
“You,” you whispered before leaning into kiss him.
The next morning came early when your alarm went off. You sighed cuddling up to him. He yawned kissing your head and rubbing your back.
“What time do you have to leave?” He asked.
“7 am, so we have about an hour left,” you sighed sadly.
“Let’s order some breakfast and then jump in the shower while we wait,” he said.
You nodded sitting up in the bed, holding the bed sheet over your bare chest and grabbing the phone. After you placed the order, you both went into the bathroom for a quick shower.
When you were done, you dried off and changed into some yoga pants and hoodie. You packed everything in your suitcases and sat down to eat breakfast when the food arrived.
After you ate, Harry wrapped his arms around you. Tears were threatening to fall and it didn’t take long before they did. Harry sighed. “Baby, don’t cry,” he whispered.
“I’m trying not to, but we’ve already been apart for so long and this wasn’t enough time,” you sniffled. “I know we’re going to see each other in a week, but still. I feel like I just got you back and now we’re going to be apart again.”
“We’ll talk every day. We’ll facetime. This week will go by before you know it and I’ll be on tour with you and we’ll have every day together,” he whispered.
“Promise?” you whispered.
“I promise baby,” he smiled putting his forehead on yours.
Unfortunately, it was time for you to leave. Harry grabbed your suitcases and loaded them onto the cart. He tipped the bellhop to take them down to your car.
Your car was parked at the back of the hotel, which meant that you and Harry could privately say your goodbyes before getting into the car. When you got down to the car, Harry wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly against in him a huge hug.
“You better call me as soon as you get a chance,” he said.
“I will,” you smiled. “And you better call me when you get back to London.”
“Don’t worry, I will,” he smiled.
You two embrace for a little bit longer and he leaned down to kiss you. You eventually pull away. “I love you,” you whispered.
“I love you too baby,” he smiled.
You get into the car and head to the airport.
You were still scared about getting back together with Harry, but you would rather be terrified of what could happen, then miserable because you would always wonder what if. You just hoped that this time, things would be different, better and you would finally get your happily ever after that you both deserved.
**** The song referred to is Yes by Demi Lovato! :)