Love on Tour

Portland, OR

Portland, Oregon

You're exhausted thanks to the constant run of shows and you're not even the one performing. It's no wonder Harry is napping on the couch while you reply to emails resting your back against the sofa, not having moved since he rested his hand in your hair. You're afraid any sudden movement will wake him.

You've decided on the scripts you've had a hold off on since New York and are relieved. Both your teams are in talks, and it's all looking good. January will be the start of a busy year. You just hope you and Harry can coordinate well together. You'd have for distance to be the problem that breaks you apart, although something in you knows Harry would not give up that easily. Neither will you.

"Bel," you look up, seeing Sarah, who entered, eyes droopy and pleading.

"Hi, Sarah. What's up?" You greet her. That's when you notice a sleeping baby in her arms and know she needs you.

Sarah sighs, "he's sleeping, and I need a nap. I hate to–"

You interrupt her, standing slowly, letting Harry's hand fall against the couch. He doesn't even stir.

"I'll happily take him," you offer with a large grin.

"You sure? I know you like being with Harry."

You roll your eyes, extending your arms for the sleeping bub. "Please, he's sleeping. Not missing anything. Besides, I'll take cuddles with this angel over Harry any day."

Sarah sighs, finally transferring the baby into your waiting arms.

"An hour max." She promises.

"Don't rush. It's a busy day. Tasha can take him back later when she comes in."

Sarah nods, knowing their nanny was helpful, but they liked not relying on her at all hours until showtime. "I appreciate it."

"Where's Mitch?" You check in, knowing he's always good at helping Sarah to relax.

"Sleeping already. He didn't have to feed our angel." She says, placing a kiss on her son's head.

"He would if he could," you laugh, and she does too.

"He spends too much time with Harry."

"Just a tad."

Sarah runs off, leaving just you and the little guy.

"Well, bubs. It's you and me."

You smile because, ultimately, it's just you until the little one wakes up.

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It's been two hours, and you're having a blast. You did tummy time, letting the bub stretch and play with a plushie Harry gifted him. Walked around the arena letting all the crew awe over his pretty face. Then took a walk outside the convention center right across the arena.

You would have gone farther, but you worried Harry or Sarah would call, but they did not. You had dinner together, mostly you eating soup, and bub had a milk bottle Sarah supplied you with. It was a great bonding day as everyone regained energy.

You're surprised no one's called you; well, Sarah did. You mainly meant Harry. Sarah told you she would get ready and you could return in half an hour. By the looks of it, you had fifteen minutes to kill. You thought it was time to visit, Harry worrying he hadn't reached out. You hoped he was awake.

His door was open, letting you know he was up and waiting for Ayae to do his hair. You wouldn't be surprised if he was in only his underpants. He liked wearing as little clothing as possible at all times.