Love on Tour [Love at the Forum Final Book]

Chapter 10: Road to Coachella

I ran my fingers through Harry's hair as I looked out the window of the tour bus. We were making our way to Coachella with everyone in tow. I watched as we passed the giant wind energy propellors, a sign we were almost there.

These past two weeks had been peaceful for Harry and I. No articles had come out, and it gave us space to really do what we had wanted from the beginning, enjoy being back together again.

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"Baby, are you sure this looks okay?" I came out of the room in an outfit Lambert had picked for me for Coachella. It was a green cropped Gucci top with hearts on it paired with a denim skirt. My breasts filled the top completely, leaving little to the imagination. I couldn't help but feel like the skirt was too short.

Harry sat on the couch and peeked up at me, his eyes widened, "I think, you need to come closer so I can get a better look." He licked his lip, biting his lower one softly.

I rolled my eyes and walked over to him, and he pulled me softly on top of him, one leg on either side causing the skirt to ride up.

"That might be a problem." I said softly, and he shook his head.

"Mmm, not for me." He slipped his thumb softly over my underwear, rubbing me teasingly.

"Harold, stoop. I have to get through these outfits." I whined. A part of me not wanting him to stop.

"Fine. Fine. I think you look amazing but I can tell you aren't comfortable in the skirt." He said, placing his hands on my hips.

"I feel like my ass is going to be out the entire time."

"And the problem is?" I swatted at him playfully and he laughed.

I rolled my eyes and kissed him softly before getting up, "Imma go try on the next one."

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We pulled into the long private street where the house Harry got us was. He had so much press to do so we had gotten here two days before the festival. Today he had an interview with Zane Lowe and we were already running a little behind.

We were all quickly off the bus and Harry was swept away to get ready, giving me a long kiss before walking away.

"You two seem really happy?" Sarah said, placing her arm around me.

"Yeah, I feel like we finally have a good rhythm flowing again." I smiled at her.

"Good. Mitch and I can't wait to be back in October. Maybe we will finally get that double date."

"I would love that honestly. What were you going to do now?" I asked as we walked in the house.

"Well, nap. Then, that pool looks amazing."

I took in the whole house as we walked in, and it was beautiful, the pool was definitely welcoming. They had begun setting up in front of it for the interview and leaned my head on Sarah's shoulder, "Does this ever get old?"

"Nope. Never." She smiled.

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I sat quietly on the couch watching Harry's interview. I couldn't help the big smile that spread on my face. He was so proud of this album, he had been working on it long before he met me, I felt like I was learning so much about him. So much I could have learned if we hadn't met in such a chaotic way.

"Okay, well when you were little what did you want to be?" Harry asked me as he rubbed my shoulders.

"Don't laugh, and this isn't me asking for help. I don't want to do this anymore, but I wanted to be a singer. I would put on concerts in my room. For my stuffed animals." I laughed and he chuckled squeezing my shoulders.

"So you did know you could sing?" He pulled me back against him and kissed my forehead.

"No, I thought I could sing."

"Well you can, I have proof on my phone still." He teased and I shook my head.

"Please don't bring it out, I can sing, I can sing." I giggled, "What about you?"

"I think I always wanted to sing. Did I tell you was in a band before, in high school?"

"Really?" I leaned my head back against him and just relaxed into him, sitting between his legs.

"Mhm, White Eskimo," he chuckled, "We even played a wedding."

I giggled, "That's cute."

He leaned down and kissed me softly, "You're cute."

I laughed softly and leaned up kissing him deeply.

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Harry walked into our bedroom that night when he was finally done with everything. He threw himself on the bed and rubbed his eyes.

"Tired?" I said, moving closer to him and kissing his nose.

"Beyond exhausted." He smiled softly at me as he turned to face me, "Did you have a good day? I'm sorry I wasn't so present."

"It's fine, Sarah and I went in the pool after your Zane interview. It was nice. I also sent Lambert my final choices and he surprisingly approved of everything."

"Mm, are you wearing the skirt." He said teasingly as he pulled me in closer to him.

"Maybe." I teased back, kissing him slowly.

"Mmm, maybe. I'll take maybe." He said against my lips and we both laughed.

"So what time is sound check tomorrow?" I said softly as he kissed me again.

"I have to be there at 1." He said against the kiss. I laughed softly. This had been our new way of conversing in bed. He continued kissing me and I bit his lip softly.

"And then interviews right?" He pulled me closer, his tongue softly against my lower lip.

"Yeah, and then we can go to dinner or out somewhere." He kissed me deeply as he finished his sentence and I just nodded, wrapping my arms around him, as he rolled us over so I was on top.

"I thought you were exhausted?" I said breaking the kiss, to which he responded by biting my lip softly.

"I am. I swear." He chucked and I laughed too, "I probably should get rest."

I nodded and placed one soft kiss on him, "I love you so much."

"I love you too. I miss you. I'm not saying this to pressure you or anything baby, I just, I miss that feeling. Of being that close to you." He smiled softly, his hand on my cheek.

"Soon. Okay?" He nodded and we kissed one last time before getting ready for bed.