21-On the Road Again

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"Mom! Becca is here! I will keep you updated throughout the night, I have everything I need so not to worry. I love you!" I give her a hug, an extra long one to make sure she knows I am truly prepared and will be okay.

" I love you, sweetie, be safe, and most of all have the best time! Say hi to Harry for me!" She yells as I walk out the door.

"I will try!" I don't even know if I will get to see him after or before but I am excited regardless. I really need to text him but I feel nervous. I could be nervous for nothing. It could be some random work phone that goes to his security or something. I hop into Becca's car and pull out my phone to text "Harry" or what is supposedly him.

"Are ya ready?!" Becca asks me as she puts it into drive to be on our way.

"More than ever! You look so cute, you pulled that outfit out of thin air or what? It is so cute!" I tell her as she is wearing a pink long sleeve cropped shirt with feathers around the sleeves and waist area. She then has some jeans that have the cutest floral design all down the side with a slight flare at the bottom and some cute matching pink heels.

"Thanks! Yeah something like that, I dug through my sister's closet. Hopefully, she won't mind. Or notice..." we laugh as we both know her sister hates when she borrows her clothes.
"Are the flowers for me?" she jokes.

"Not today, I decided Harry needed a thank you for being so kind last night". I leave it at that and I continue with my text to Harry.

Tiffany
Hey Harry! Rebecca and I are on our way,
I will let you know when we are parked and
walking into the Forum.
Can't wait to see you kill it on stage,
this time I won't pass out. Pinky swear ;)

I send it off quickly and put my phone down so I don't focus on waiting for a response, I can feel myself getting anxious just thinking about if he will respond and if it would be really him. I also cannot believe I added a wink to the message, silly I know, but that is unlike me. Yikes.

I quickly reengage in conversation.
"Soooo how was your ride home with Elin?" I can imagine she's been dying to tell someone about it other than her family.

"Oh my gosh dude, it was the best drive ever. Elin is the sweetest. We talked about our favorite music, and what inspired us to play guitar. How she got on tour with Harry. All of it. I was on cloud 9. It feels like we are like best friends now. I couldn't be more grateful for that ride home."

"Hey now, better not be trying to replace me" I joke with her.

"Oh NEVER" we laugh and I know what's coming next so I pipe in to delay it a little longer

"That's so amazing though, Becca, that you got to chat with her. It was really kind of Harry to set that ride up. Did he know you played guitar? Do you think that's why he did it?" I wasn't sure if playing guitar is something they talked about while I was 'resting'.

"It's possible. I think I mentioned it maybe once when you were still waking up. If that is the case, I cannot believe how attentive to detail he is; and how thoughtful. Speaking of being thoughtful..."
Oh boy here it comes, she's gonna ask who drove me home...
"When were you gonna tell me that Harry gave you a ride home huh?" she smirks at me.

I snap my head to look at her while she's driving
"WHAT, who told you that? I mean I was going to tell you I just --"

She cuts me off "Elin told me Harry was planning to take you home himself. Make sure you were okay and safe. Supposedly he didn't want to trust someone else to take care of you" I can tell she is glancing over at me with one eyebrow raised.

"I mean-- yeah, it was really sweet of him to do that, I definitely was not expecting him to. Which is another reason for the flowers. But like I said I was going to tell you, I just didn't know how to bring it up. I mean I definitely wanted to tell you in person and not via text, that's lame..." I start to ramble on trying to explain myself. I didn't want her to think I was trying to hide anything from her.

"Tiff" she cuts me off again. "I get it. It's okay, I am just messing with you. But I do need all the details please and thank you"

"Right okay, so basically..." I am interrupted by my phone.

*ding*

I look down and see its from "Harry" or what I think is him or someone that works for him.

Harry
Hi Tiff!
Can't wait to see you both again tonight.

Make sure you go to the back of the Forum.
There you will see security, tell them
your names and they will ask for a
code word. "French Fries" ;)
Do not share it with anyone.

They will bring you both in through
the back and to my dressing room
first before the show.

Still, text me when you arrive so I know
when to expect you. :)


My heart beats a million times a minute while reading the text. It seems like it is legit Harry messaging me. I mean who else would know about the whole French fry thing?

"Earth to Tiffany" I look over at her. "Everything okay? You stopped mid-sentence and have been looking at your phone ever since"

"Oh-- yeah-- uh-- well--" I kind of chuckle to myself thinking about how insane I might sound saying this out loud "Harry text me," I say waiting for her reaction.

She quickly glances over to me and my phone and back at the road and back at me once more. Eyes wide. "I'm sorry, did you just say Harry text you? As in Harry Styles. The man that drove you home last night?"

"Uh yeahhhh, that would be correct" I read her the message. "He gave me this number and told me to text it when we were on our way and when we get there. I assumed it was like a work phone but I don't know this kind of seems like Harry."

"It is definitely Harry! No doubt! Man, he really likes you!" She is smiling ear to ear.

"He does not, he is just being kind. Ya know TPWK?" I joke with her.

"This is more than kind Tiffany. This is above and beyond."

She has a point, This is quite crazy. Almost like we've been friends for years, or at least a few months. I know Becca thinks he likes me but I just do not understand how someone can feel that way after just meeting me. Especially someone like him. Busy. and let's face it, famous.

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