Harry & Grace [H.S]

Sometimes We Stumble

Lydia ran into my room squealing as I was getting my hair and makeup done, making me jump slightly, "Lydia what the hell!"

It was the following week, and the day of the My Policeman premiere. I was so nervous, my hands a fidgety mess since I woke up. By tomorrow, everyone would know I was of importance to Harry, enough for him to take me to this premiere, and it was beyond nerve racking.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry." She said apologizing to everyone in the room, "You were right!! I talked to him, and he said that he loved me. That's why he was being so off with me, because he wanted to tell me he loved me." She blubbered out, her face red from happiness, and I couldn't help but smile so big.

"Liddy! Aww, see I told you!" I beamed at her, the make up people making room so she can come towards me. We link hands and I can't help but smile big at my best friend.

"Grace I'm so happy, I never thought I would fall in love like this, but I love him too." She beamed and I nodded.

"Sometimes it comes unexpectedly babe. I mean, look at me. Not in love yet, but I'm getting there. And I am as repulsed by love." I laughed and she nodded. She let go of my hand and moved aside as the make up lady stepped up to finish my face.

"And now you're getting ready for a movie premiere, with one of the worlds most famous pop stars." She smiled sitting on my bed, "I can't wait to see the dress!"

"Lambert should be bringing it shortly. I'm almost done here and once I get dressed I have to meet Harry at the hotel." I smiled.

"You already look so pretty, I can't imagine with the dress!" She clapped and I chuckled looking at my self in the mirror. I had a soft smoky eye, with a pretty pink nude lip. My hair was pinned back slightly, curled into an up do that sat on the nape of my neck. I felt so glamorous, and even though I was nervous, I couldn't wait to be by Harry's side.

—

I stared at myself in the mirror, the dress shimmered so beautifully and the whole look just came together so nicely. I took a deep breath getting ready to head out when my phone began ringing, Harry's name flashing on the screen.

"Hi Harry."

"Hi angel, what are you doing?" He said softly, his voice almost worried.

"I was getting ready to leave...is everything alright?" I sat carefully on the bed.

"Yes. Well, I hope it will be. Grace, my team wants me to walk the carpet with Olivia." He said, the last part hesitantly.

I couldn't find the words to form into a sentence. I didn't know what I wanted my response to be. Or what it should be.

"Gracie, please say something."

"Why?" I finally managed out and it seemed to be the only thing that fit everything I was feeling.

"Press. Just for the press, it means nothing else." He said, reassuring me.

"Not that long ago, you thought she was the one. Now...she's walking a red carpet with you?" I said, biting my lip softly. I hated this feeling. I was internally tearing the whole relationship apart already. I, in my mind, was already planning on how to walk away before he walked away from me.

"Grace. I want you. I promised you I would never hurt you."

"Then tell them no. I don't...just, tell them no Harry." I said softly, swallowing.

"Gracie, baby, it doesn't work that way. I just, please trust me. Just a couple photos. That's all it is and then I'm yours. The entire rest of the night." He said, pleading me.

"No, Harry. I'm sorry. I value my dignity too much to allow that. I know it's your job, but I know what the tabloids would say tomorrow. So you can walk with her, but I'm not going. And....we can just end this now." I said, holding my breath.

"Gracie, please try and under—wrong answer. Bye Harry." I said quickly hanging up. I didn't care if it was drastic. I didn't care if it was his job, not after Evan. Not after that humiliation.

I glanced over at the mirror, looking myself over again, and I quickly wiped at a tear as it tried to escape. I took a deep breath moving myself down from the bed to the floor, leaning against it. I closed my eyes as more tears fell, and this time I just let them.

—

I could hear a loud knocking coming continuously from the front door. I sat taking a deep breath, waiting for Lydia to open it, but as another series of  knocks came, I remembered she had left just as I finished getting ready.

I pushed my self up off the floor and looked in the mirror quickly, fixing my face as best as I could. I scurried over quickly in my dress and heels, opening the door.

To my shock, there stood Harry, shaking his head a bit. His eyes were looking me up and down, and as he bit his lip, he chuckled, "Wow, I really was acting like an idiot earlier. I mean look at you Grace, nope, I'm never giving that up."

I couldn't help but flush, I hated that he had a way with his words, and such a powerful gaze, "Harold."

It was all I could manage out as he took a step forward and placed his hand on my waist, "I'm sorry. You are right. The answer should of been straight out no."

I swallowed and looked away from him, "It shouldn't take me—I know Grace, I had a lapse in judgement. It won't happen again. Please, forgive me. Come with me to the premier. Walk the carpet with me, please."

I looked back at him and searched his eyes nodding, "Okay. No more chances. On stuff like this."

"I won't need anymore, I promise." He said, placing his other hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in, and kissing me softly.

"Sweet talker." I said against the kiss and he chuckled.

"I just, care for you." He said, pulling away a bit and searching my eyes.

"And I for you. A lot. More than I'm willing to admit to myself." I said softly.

"Well let's go admit it to the world and be front page news tomorrow." He laughed and I rolled my eyes, "But really, we have to go or I'm going to be late."

"Alright, let me just grab something to fix my face a bit in the car." I smiled quickly turning to make my way to my room. He grabbed my arm and stopped me, I turn to him and narrowed my eyes.

"What?"

"You look stunning tonight. Absolutely breathtaking." He smiled big at me and I felt the flutter of my heart that reminded me how much I wanted this to work.

"Thank you, Harry." I smiled as he let go, and I quickly ran off to gather my things.

He had come to me. He didn't just let me end it. He came and said I choose you. That's all that mattered.