Should′ve never let you go

Slow hands

Harry's view

Unbelievable. This woman had nerves. She really came to my concert, even though she had recently broken my heart. Of course I wanted to see her, have her with me every day but I didn't know myself if all this would work out. I had doubts whether emery would withstand the stress and pressure at all. I was about to go on stage, I needed air to take a deep breath. What would happen if we didn't clarify the whole thing now? I couldn't make the same mistake again and leave her here. I need this woman and have to realise it! I saw her sitting there, in front of her camera case. How she unpacked everything and prepared and damned. She just always looked gorgeous. Like a stalker, I squatted on a wall and thought. „I need to know now,
Can she love me again?" I whispered when one of my technicians called me to the stage. Shit! So all this had to wait until after the show. I got up and looked at her for a few seconds until I sprinted to the stage. I quickly warmed up a bit and was ready to deliver a show. My look a lot over and over again on emery and I couldn't help but mention her when I presented my band. This show was different. More emotional and all in all emotional for me. When I finished Kiwi, I ran off the stage and grabbed a towel to dry my hair a little bit, on the way I passed emery and couldn't help but talk to her. „Well, not too much in wedding stress?" I said and she began to apologise. There was no place for it here, so I decided to take her to my hotel. That was definitely the best thing I could have done.

Emery's view

I woke up the next morning, even though the night was short. I was still lying in Harry's arm, only covered by the blanket and couldn't help but smile. The last night was beautiful and definitely one that I won't forget. The sun shone through the blue curtains, which we had only closed a little bit in the evening, and filled the room with a warm light. Everything still felt like a dream and I rubbed my eyes to realise that I was awake. Harry grumbled next to me, he was definitely not a morning person. Slowly he pressed against me and buried his head in my hair before opening his eyes and gently kissing me on the head. "Good morning, love" he muttered and pulled the blanket higher over both of us. He radiated a warmth when our skin lay on top of each other. Tired, he rubbed his face and then looked at me sleepy. „How can you wake up so early?" He grumbled and sat up. I could only laugh, "how can you always be so grumsy in the morning?" I said and got up wrapped with my blanket and fought my way to the bathroom. "Hey, leave the blanket here" Harry grinned and held it as I walked past him. Although I was actually shy, I dropped the blanket and could clearly hear Harry's swallowing. "Better lock yourself in the bathroom!" He called and I closed the door behind me. „Take care of what you want next time!" I called back and put on one of the bathrobes hanging next to the shower. I brushed my teeth and freshened up. I was ready for a new day in Paris!