The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

Tour Rehearsals & Small Little Moments

My album is out. Tour starts in a week. The boys just landed in LA. They're here for the next two days and then we all head to San Diego to prepare for the first show.

My body has never been filled with so much anxiety and excitement at the same time.

I've been working my ass off trying to get the choreography down for my performances. My mom didn't mention that they found me an actual band and they wanted me to dance with backup dancers. It's not that many songs, but I need to get it down or I'll look like a fool. Sitting outside the airport waiting for the boys was the most soothing thing I've done all week.

As soon as Harry was in sight, I got out of the car and ran over to him. I'd parked on the very top level of the parking garage and paps didn't follow, so I jumped into his arms without hesitation. Loud laughter fell from his lips and he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"Hello, Miss. Ava Mae."

I kiss his cheek and my feet fall to the ground. "Hello Mr. Harry Edward. Where are the others?"

"They're staying at a hotel. Wanted to give us time alone or something. I don't know, I didn't argue."

I pick up his bag from the ground and carry it to the car. He tells me the rest of his things are already in San Diego on the tour bus. I drive back to the house (even though he strongly disagreed and wanted to drive) and follow him inside when we get there.

As he sets his bag down in the bedroom a yawn falls from his lips. I imagine he slept on the plane, but it's a new time zone again. It's about six pm.

He lays down on the bed and motions for me to join him. I shake my head and he pouts.

"I'm going to go make dinner. You want anything in particular?"

He thinks for a minute. "Pasta okay?"

"Yeah, I can make pasta. I'll call you down when it's ready."

He shakes his head and stands up from the bed. "I've got some things I need to do. I'll just sit in the kitchen."

I nod and watch as he gets his laptop and phone from his bag. He grabs my hand as he walks through the doorway and gives it a squeeze as he leads me downstairs. He doesn't let go when I try to walk past the stools in the kitchen, so I just put my chin on his shoulder as he sits on one of the tall stools. His phone vibrates on the counter with a text from Niall and my eyes wander to the background on his phone. He unlocks it and goes to reply, but I snatch it away from him and close his texts.

"I'm... I'm your background?"

He smiles shyly and takes his phone from my hand. "Maybe."

I smile and kiss his cheek. That's why Lottie wanted to send him a picture once I was ready, he probably asked her to take them. His cheeks are slightly pink and I move to whisper in his ear. "You're mine too."

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The next day was the last day of dance rehearsals for me before we headed to San Diego. It's only about a two hour drive, but the stage is already set up so they want us to run through our sets on the actual stage.

Harry tried coming with me to the dance studio, but I told him no. I ended up being there for three hours so he would have been extremely bored.

On Sunday we traveled to San Diego. We checked into the hotel and then headed straight to the stadium. My nerves grew higher than ever once I saw the size of it. The concert is on Thursday and I'm already freaking out. Oh the joy.

Lottie and some others had gotten all of my tour outfits over the past few weeks and I got so excited about it all. They even had a microphone bedazzled with my name as a welcome present for me.