Truly Madly Deeply (Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 23

Carly’s POV:

     “Thank you Manchester, and good night!!” Liam shouts into the microphone, sending the crowd into a frenzy. The boys said goodbye to the fans one more time, before running backstage. They were all sweaty and breathing heavily, and as per usual, my eyes were glued on Harry.

     I watched as he brought his big hands up and put it in his hair, ruffling it and shaking his head, before swooping to his side. The way the sweat dripped down the side of his face, his chest moving up and down rapidly because of singing so much. It was like this after every concert, and I would always catch myself staring at him. I watched as he brought a water bottle up and starting drinking, his Adam’s Apple bobbing up and down as the water traveled down his throat.

     “Carly, stop drooling,” Eleanor’s teasing voice whispered in my ear, causing me snap my gaze away from Harry and look at her smirking face.

     “I wasn’t drooling!” I whisper-exclaim.

     The boys left then to change out of their performance clothes, and I looked down at myself to assure myself that I had changed as well. What? I have temporary memory loss...

     Lol jokes.

     Anyway, I was wearing a black tee with pink writing on, and a red and  blue plaid shirt on top of it but it was unbuttoned and the sleeves rolled to my elbows, skinny jeans, and purple Converse. My hair was wavy because of the tight braid it was in for the concert. As the boys finally walked out of their dressing room, I grabbed my big black bag and as I stood up straight, my eyes locked with Harry’s green ones. I then really looked at him, and saw that were were matching. He was wearing a white shirt with a light blue shirt on top, but it was also unbuttoned and his sleeves were rolled up to the top as well. And plus, he was wearing jeans and dark blue Converse.

     “We’re twinsies!” Harry exclaims, also realizing that the two of us were matching.

     I laugh, and then three minutes later there’s a picture of Harry and I standing next to each other, his arm around my shoulders while mine was around his torso while the other rested on my hip, both smiling at the camera.

@CarlyMcKinley: #Twinning with @Harry_Styles :D pic.twitter.com/SWM4201

     A few minutes later, we all made our way to exit the arena. Eleanor and Danielle stuck to Louis and Liam, while Zayn and Niall stuck together (which was both hilarious and adorable), and Harry looks at me right before we walk out the door. “Come ’ere,” he smirks, holding out his left arm. Laughing, I loop my right arm with his and Randy and Paul open the doors, and we all suddenly bombarded with flashes. As usual, we ignore it, but that doesn’t mean not being able to hear the screams and questions.

     “Harry! Are you and Carly dating!?”

     “Is Harly real!?”

     “Carly! Are you just using Harry?!”