Miss You

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„Promise me you will be my date for that night and you will dance with me to our favorite song."

„I promise, I will."

I promise, he said to you when you both were only eight years old. It was the day of the Christmas ball for the older students. It was the night you've dreamed of ever since you started school and knew about it. Of course you wanted to go with your crush at that time, so with only eight years old, he promised you to go together to the ball. He was your best friend and still was. During hard times you were always there for him and he was always there for you. You were inseperable and even applied to the same school. You both would have never believed to get accepted, because it was really hard to get in, but it turned out, you both did and you would never forget the day you found out.

Sadly, you didn't get to enjoy the time at school woth him for too long, when he dropped out after only a year of of being there. He just wanted to follow his dreams of becoming a singer and you obviously couldn't blame him for that or be mad at him. You knew how good he was at singing and always loved listening to him, so you fully supported him. But still, you were somehow heartbroken he would be gone when he got put into a group with four other boys after he went to the X-Factor.

Since that day, he was travelling the world, being in the most successful band in the world, One Direction.

You still kept in touch and met whenever he was in the UK or he invited you to his shows. It wasn't the same though, not that he ever changed, but you missed spending time with him, you crush, you missed being around him.

Now, three years later, you were in your last year of school and could finally go to this ball yourself. The only problem, Harry wasn't there. The boy you've dreamt of, being your date, couldn't come. He was halfway across the world, singing his heart out for thousands and thousands of people.

„Come on Y/n, have some fun." Sarah, one of your friends appeared in front of you, still dancing as you were pouring yourself a glass of punch. „You look beautiful in your gorgeous dress and you dreamt of this your whole life. You just have to enjoy this tonight." She turned you and herself around, stretching her hand out to show you the beautifully decorated venue.

„I am enjoying it, I just needed a drink." You gave her a small smile. Luckily she believed it when she nodded, smiling at me, heading back to her date.

You looked around, seeing all your friends with their dates and felt even more lonely now. Christmas was officially ruined for you.
My only wish this year was for Harry to be here and maybe, just maybe get a little bit closer to him.

„This is just great." You said to yourself when this song started playing. The song, your song, Harry and you always sang to during christmas. „Wonderful Dream by Melanie Thornton, the song you knew by heart. You could sing it in your sleep. You sighed, watching everyone dance with their dates while you leaned with your back against the buffet table, your tears threatening to spill as I took in the moment when the piano took over and people started slow dancing to the song.

This is all you have dresmt of since you were a little girl and you would give everything to just soend one day, no even a few moments with the guy who had the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen. You truly missed him and it hurt your heart, not knowing when you were gonna see him again. You just wished he was right there with you.

The ringing of your phone pulled you away from your thoughts. You walked to a quieter place to understand the person on the other line properly.

„Hello?" You answered, not looking at who was calling.

„Hey love." His deep voice sounded in your ear, making a tear fall down your cheek.

„Harry, hey. Shouldn't you be on shage right now?" You ask with a happy voice not to let him know how sad you were.

„Well, not yet. Just wanted to check on you since it's your big night tonight." He said and your heart started racing at the sound of his deep, raspy voice.

„It's going great, thanks." You replied.

„Doesn't sound so convincing. You look beautiful though."

„How would you know?" You asked with a laugh.

„You always do."
You stayed silent for a few moments as more tears fell down your cheeks, trying to hold in your sobs.

„Are you crying, love?" He worried, his voice filled with concern.

„No, no. I'm just happy to talk to you again." You lied.

„I'm happy to talk to you too. I'm really sorry, I can't be there with you Y/n. I know you wanted me to be there, but I still hope you have the best time." He told you. „I'm sorry, I have to go now."

„It's okay and thank you-."

„Wait, there is one last thing." He stopped you from hanging up.

„Yeah?" You wondered.

„Turn around." He said.

You frowned. „Why donI have to turn around?" The next thing you felt was a tap on your shoulder. You turned around, looked up and finally met those gorgeous green eyes. You were competely overwhelmed, not believing this was actually happening. You didn't manage to talk as he smiled at you, the smile you missed so dearly.

„Do I not get a hug?" He asked you, sweetly.

„Oh Harry of yourse you do." Tears streamed down your face, tears of happiness when you fell into his arms and they immediately wrapped around your body. „You are here?"

„I am here." He repeated.

„H-how?" You wondered, still not believing it.

„I made a promise, remember? And I keep my promises."

You smiled at him. „Thank you." You whispered as he took your hand.

„Now, would you give me the honkr and dance with me?" He asked you.

You could only manage to nod when he ked you to the centre lf the dancefloor to slwondance to the rest of your favorite song. He gently placed one hand on your waist and the other one interlocked with your hand while you placed your other one on his shoulder.

„I'm so happy right now." You said quietly.

„I'm glad you are." He smiled.

„Harry, I have to tell you something." You managed to say at some point. „Something I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but was never brave enough to say."

„You can tell me everything, you know that."

You nodded, your heart pounding fast in your chest. „Harry, I...I'm in love with you...for a long time actually." You finally let out, watching his face to try and find out what he was thinking.

„I was always in love with you, Y/n...always and now that I know you felt the same theoughout these years, I can finally do this."

Before you knew it, he leaned in and his lips crashed on yours, making you the happiest girl alive.
You enjoyed every second of it and spent the restbofbthe night in his arms, swaying around the dancefloor.

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