Hello, this one's long overdue and I am sorry it took so long.
Here is a request by @onedirectiontoes, enjoy!
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Your POV
"Earth to y/n!" my friend shouted beside me in an attempt to pry my attention away from my phone.
I just gave her a side glance and raised an eyebrow to signal her that I am somewhat listening to her say things about the date she went to wherein she mistakenly went with the guy that was not actually her date, or something like that, I guess. Whatever I cannot really think straight right now that a few more pictures of Harry are plastered all over the internet as he was seen with a mysterious girl last night after his show.
Setting my phone down on the table in front of me, I deeply sighed out of frustration which caused y/f/n to stop talking and pay attention to my miserable appearance.
"Now let's talk about you and why do you look like you havent been sleeping since we went here." Crossing her arms, I once again sighed and put my face between my hands and rubbed it as if it will take away all the exasperations that I have had since we landed here in New York.
"It's just the news."
"The fuck are you supposed to do with the news?!" We both looked at each other with such intensity with the same thought in mind, I'm overreacting.
"I told you to quit looking at them, those aren't true! They're just stunts!" She exclaimed and stood up to get my phone thats been constantly receiving notifs the moment I laid it down.
"All fake y/n, you know better than stressing yourself out with the stunts Harry does." She rolled her eyes at me and turned around to go into her room.
"My phone!" I grunted loudly and went after her, for her to only close the door in my face.
"Nope. Sleep first then I will give it to you. Take care of yourself, Harry wouldn't want this." She's s right, always speaking facts. I know she's like a mom and maybe that's because we have been friends since we were in first grade plus shes two years older than me. It somehow gave her the right to be like a guardian to me.
She knows everything about me, I wont even dare try to lie to her because I know there is no use at all. It's like she knows me better than I know myself and I am thankful for that.
Just like my in my situation now. It's just that since we landed here because Harry wants me to attend one of his shows, which I would really go to even though he did not ask, the rumors of him and this girl are all that I see.
He is in a stunt relationship, to which may I add, am not still used to. It is what the management wants him to do after he revealed our relationship to them. The management didn't disagree with them saying that Harry's career now is about a mature guy doing what he wants with his career. But of course, along with the maturity, the public's eye is more focused on things like the artists private lives and it has always been like that and it sucks.
This whole stunt thing was suggested to us. At first, I did not like the idea of it but after thinking deeply about its pros, we came to a decision to accept what the management offered. Harry and I know that it will not be easy, heck we're not even sure if there's a greater number of cons than all the pros we've thought about, but if it will help us have our private lives protected, then so be it.
I was interrupted out of my thoughts by the knocking from the other side of the door. All my worries were somehow washed into the sea knowing that it is him by the door.
With a wide smile plastered on my face, I hurriedly walked to the door and opened it immediately to be greeted by his famous Cheshire smile.
"My baby!" He shouted with his arms wide open ready to engulf me. I quickly went in between his arms and hugged him tightly as I found my favorite spot, his neck. I snuggled on it comfortably as his laugh sent vibration all over my upper half.
"You know I love you right?" I asked and he looked down at me forming those cute little creases on his face as he tried to find my eyes, I giggled at the sight of him. He can make those silly faces and will still look so handsome.
"I know. And I do too, beyond." he smiled as he caressed my back with his large hand, delivering those comforting touches that I always long for.
"You know that I'm gonna you marry you right?" It's his turn now to ask the mind-blowing question that I, honestly, was taken aback by. Finally. No more hiding.
My Harry. This... This is all that I need. Harry coming home to me.
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I hope I got the idea right and thank you for requesting! And also, I would like to apologize, things weren't right and I believe it was published unfinished? It was because of the internet connection that caused things to jumble up.
Anyway, I'm sorry if this somehow is disappointing but I like how wholesome and simple it is.
-Stylesofstyles
