Harry's Home.

47. She's back

Trigger warning: There is a non consensual kiss in this chapter.

Harry's POV
After two postponements we were finally here. We were finally going to restart the tour here in London. We've had to postpone and rearrange extra dates of the tour but I'm glad we're finally at the point where we can begin again.

Ella's surgery was thankfully successful and she recently got out of the hospital. She's still healing but is much better than she was 2 weeks ago. I was just glad that she was doing okay.

Arya had been iffy to say the least. We had a moment at the hospital, the day of the surgery after we found out Ella's pulse was dropping she held onto me, and I felt for a moment that we would be somewhat okay.

This wasn't the case.

We didn't talk after then. Well, barely. I only ever saw her if I was going to see Ella or when we were at rehearsals. We were obviously civil but it wasn't the same. She kept her distance from me, she stopped sleeping in the same room as me hence she stopped staying in the same suite. She booked a seperate room for herself in the hotel.

I noticed at rehearsals, team meetings or in any work setting, she avoided me like the plague. Either being with Hanna, Laura or Sean.

I didn't know how to feel. I knew I hurt her but I didn't know how long she would be punishing me for it.

We were currently doing one last run through before the show tonight. The whole team was in and we were determined to make the show a big one.

As I stood on the stage, I kept my gaze on Arya who was sat with Sean. She smiled at him while he gazed at her, talking together every now and then she would laugh hard and loud. Whacking his chest here and there out of laughter while he laughed back at her. I swear this guy never took any photos. Why was he even here?

As I continued to rehearse, I noticed him whisper to her while she giggled. Slowly he moved an arm around so that it was around her neck. She simply smiled as they continued talking.

I didn't even know where we both stood. Whether something was going on with Sean or if she still wanted to be with me. Officially speaking we were still dating, and I knew that I loved her. I wanted to be with her. But she was barely around me, it just felt like she didn't care about me at all. I wondered if she wanted to end things.

Mum and Gemma unfortunately had to leave London but Kian had stayed these past two weeks. The two of us had grown quite close. I found myself going to him a lot when I needed someone to talk to.

"Thank you London!!! Thank you for being so patient with us! With me, I'm truly truly grateful to each and every one of you. Thank you!" I blew kisses to the audience as the show came to an end "get home safe everyone! Love you all! Thank you!" I continued as I waved to everyone, saying goodbye as I exited the stage. "Great show everyone! Thank you thank you!" I thanked the crew as I ran backstage towards my dressing room.

For the first time Arya was in the crowd watching the show today. It was a bittersweet feeling knowing that she was there, happy that she could finally watch from the front but at the same time under the circumstances I knew she probably didn't want to be there . While we went through with our issues, PR agreed we were to still be around each other in a public setting. So that the fans knew that everything was good between us, we didn't need any more issues.

It felt beyond strange not having Arya backstage. She was always waiting for me behind, and she was the first person I would go to after the show was over. Giving her a kiss and hearing her tell me what she enjoyed about the show has become the highlight of my night. It made me realise how badly I had ruined things, I knew I had to fight for her, and I absolutely would.