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Chapter 8- "i want you here with me"

It had been several days since Harry kissed me, yet somehow, the taste still lingered on my lips. Niall was ecstatic when I told him, but I was too nervous to tell the other boys.

    "It's like you said, Roxie, you know they're gonna make fun of you," Niall had said the morning I told him.

    "Why can't they just be mature adults?" I groaned.

    "Because we're boys. No matter how old we get, we never become mature adults," he said with a goofy smile.

    We had finished our shows in the UK, and I was excited for two reasons: our next shows were in France, and it was finally time to see our families. I was buzzing with excitement. The thought of playing with my sister and baking with my mother for the first time in months drove me to pack my stuff with sonic speed. A knock at my hotel room door broke my momentum.

    That smile.

    "What are you doing here?" I asked.

    "I'm just here to say goodbye." Harry leaned against the doorframe, bundled in a long,  sleek coat with a beanie adorning his curls.

    "Can't believe we're not gonna see each other for a week," I said with a half-smile.

    "I know. How will I survive?" He said theatrically, clutching his chest and collapsing against the door.

    I laughed. "Stop being such a drama queen." I swept his curls away and stood on my tiptoes to plant a kiss on his forehead.

    "I'll call you."

    "You better."

I linked my arm in his and together we walked to the elevators until I felt my phone vibrating.

My mother's worried voice blared in my ear.

"Honey, I am so, so sorry, I just got called away on a trip for the company for the whole week. This was completely last minute, I had no idea they were going to call me, I'm-"

"Wait, where are you going? Maybe I can meet you th-"

"Baby, I'm going to be so busy with this one-"

"Hold on, so that means-"

"I'm not gonna get to see you, sweetheart."

My heart plummeted.

"Are you sure?"

"Roxanne, you know I want more than anything to see you, but my boss told me that this particular job was going to be a rough one."

"And Bella?"

"I'm taking her with me, I couldn't find a nanny quick enough. Baby, I am so sorry."

Tears filled my eyes. I felt my throat start to tighten.

"It's ok, it's not your fault."

"I wish we could talk longer and I could apologize more, but I'm about to get on the plane. Honey, I'm-"

The line went dead. The whole week I had planned in my head was ruined.

"You ok? What happened?" Harry asked tentatively.

I turned to him with tears gathering on my eyelashes, and without a word, he pulled me into a hug.

"My mom got called for a business trip for the week. I won't be able to see them," I said into his shoulder, choking back sobs.

"Oh, Ro, I'm so sorry," he breathed.

"I was so excited to see them."

"I know you were," he said, stroking my hair.