Angel Face

Thirty Eight

So, hey guys! I've been thinking and decided I don't want to write another book after this, as in another story line, I've decided I'm going to do a sequel!

Some time in the future though, not just yet :) Still a lot to come from this book!

What do you want to see happen?What do you think to a sequel? Yah or Nah? Comment, vote & all the other good stuff - please & thanks :-)

Laura <3

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30th May 2014

Harper

It was the final Manchester date and I wasn't feeling well at all, I hadn't been able to move from this spot for at least fifteen minutes now due to feeling overwhelmingly sick.

"You okay Harper?" Niall asks as I sit with my head between my knees. This was the only position I felt okay in.

"I feel really sick, that's all."

"Where's Sienna?"

"Napping with Lux,"

"Shall I get Harry?"

I hadn't seen Harry in over half an hour, I had no idea where he was.

"I.. I just need water." I breathe.

"Woah Harper you okay?" Instantly Zayns beside me rubbing my back.

"I feel sick,"

Within a few seconds I'm given water, wipes and a bucket.

"Harper?" Harry sounds alarmed as I hear him enter. With my eyes closed I could only imagine what his face looked like.

I feel Zayn's presence leave and Harry's beside me.

"Babe? What's wrong? What's happened?"

"I feel sick,"

"Okay," He rubs my back soothingly. "We've got a show soon so I can't do much, we checked out of the hotel so you'll have to go sleep on the tour bus because we're heading to London after."

"I can't go and sleep, Sienna will wake up soon and-"

"I'll handle it, just go and sleep, Sienna is safe with us, we have enough people in our team."

I didn't want to move in all honesty so when Harry asked for a wheelchair I felt kind of relieved. He kissed my forehead before I was wheeled over to the tour bus.

I didn't want to infect Harry's bed so I took the spare bed and felt a lot better the second my head touched the pillow.

I haven't felt this sick in so long, I knew it wasn't pregnancy sickness - don't get any ideas - it can only be a bug that I've picked up from somewhere.

Babe, thinking about you. Get some rest, Sienna's playing with Lux, Lou & Niall. My mums coming and said she'll take care of Sienna during the concert with Lou & Eleanor. I'll be right over once I've finished, love you .xx

Thank you, feel absolutely awful. Please make sure she drinks plenty, love you, thank you again xxxxxxx

I turn my phone off because the light was basically blinding me and roll over, within minutes I'm asleep.

. . .

I woke up to quiet steps and muttering of expletives, it was now dark outside and I felt completely disorientated. I saw Harry's figure tip toeing around trying to find clothes for bed.

"Babe I'm sick go sleep in your bed."

"No, it's fine."

"I'm not well Harry," I sigh as I feel him slip into bed behind me, his arms wrap around my waist and gently caress my stomach.

"I know, but I want to be with you."

"You could catch it," I murmur.

"Oh well,"

"You're on tour, you can't be sick."

"I won't be,"

I sigh in defeat.

"What's really the matter?" Harry finally asks after a few minutes of silence.

I frown turning over to face him. "Huh?"

He tucks some hair behind my ear. "Are you really sick?"

"I haven't been sick, but I felt like I was going to be."

"Do you think maybe.. maybe it was stress?"

I swallow. "Stress? From what?"

He licks his lips tracing mine with his thumb. "You have all of these castings piling on, Sienna to take care of.. New York to decide on, me away.."

"It's not too much stress, honest."

"I don't stress you out?"

"No, you don't stress me out."

"Never?"

I shake my head. "Never,"

He pulls me into him and I snuggle into his neck. "Harry,"

"Yes babe?"

"Did you shower after the show?"

"A thirty second one, I could only think about getting back to you,"

"Cute, but gross. You stink," I pull away as he whines and turn over. "Proper cuddles when you smell better," I reach and turn my phone on, my back to Harry.

As it loaded I saw two texts from my sister, one from four hours ago;

Hey sis, how's it going?? Missing you, jealous of you, love you. See you soon xxxx

Then another from half an hour ago;

Who is this??

Attached was a photo what looked to be backstage somewhere, Harry appears to be smiling at a blonde girl who was laughing in the photo.

I don't know, fan or something? He meets a lot of people Saff.. xx

Got it from Instagram. People keep tweeting it to you too, apparently some girl called Natasha who he knows really well.. xx

It's fine Saff xx

"Harry?"

"..Hmph?"

I delete the conversation to rid of the photo and place my phone down before turning over to kiss Harry's nose. "Who's Natasha?"

I'm met with silence, I knew he was asleep but with the unease in my stomach I knew it would a long time before I would be.