Forever Yours (sequel to You're Mine) /harry styles

14

"Harry, why are you here?" I groaned opening my apartment door to let in curly. I let out a yawn as I shut the door behind him and rubbed my eyes. I was still in my pyjamas and my hair was a right mess.

"Lovely to see you too Sam." Harry said sarcastically kicking off his brown boots. "But I'm making you breakfast, so go shower and get ready." Harry said shooing me off.

I was too tired to protest so I listened to him and walked into my bathroom. I didn't bother looking in the mirror as I stripped down and hopped into the warm shower. I spent a good while relaxing in the shower and making sure I was completely clean before I stepped out and wrapped a big fluffy towel around my body, tucking it under my arms to hold it up.

The mirror had fogged up so being the little kid I am, I decided to draw on it. When I had covered the entire mirror with smiley faces and hearts I let out a little giggle and walked into my room to find some clothes.

I ended up with a pair of hot pink sweat pants from PINK and Harry's old purple Jack Wills hoodie that I had taken a while back. I didn't have to worry about hair or make up since the xFactor stylist did all that. I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth and grab my lip balm before going to find Harry.

"Mmmm it smells amazing." I moaned walking into the kitchen.

"Perfect timing love." Harry said as he put the bacon from the pan onto two large plates and then dished out some pancakes and hash browns.

"Thanks Harry." I said kissing his cheek before sitting down.

"Nothing like a breakfast for champions before the big show." Harry smiled sitting across from me.

"Ugh, don't remind me." I mumbled covering my mouth which had bacon in it.

"You're gonna do great. Just remember what Zayn taught you about using falsetto to hit the high note and you'll be fine." Harry reminded me. I just nodded and we finished our breakfast in a comfortable silence.

Once we finished I rinsed our dishes and packaged up the leftovers to put in the fridge and we got ready to go. As I went to open the door I felt Harry tug me back and press me up against the back of the door.

"Harry, we can't be late." I said trying not to get lost in his eyes.

"But you haven't given me a proper kiss yet..." Harry pouted puckering his lips and closing his eyes. I smiled at his adorableness, resting my elbows on his shoulders and my hands tangled in the curls on top of his head.

I leaned up on my toes and pressed my lips against his, making him smile and wrap his arms around my waist. Our kiss lasted for about a minute but neither of us deepened it.

"We can go now." Harry whispered kissing my forehead. I nodded and let him open the door for me and I locked it behind us.

As I got down to the lobby I noticed a lot of people standing outside of my apartment. I looked at Harry nervously and he just shrugged, letting go of my hand. The second we stepped outside, we were blinded by flashes and people shouting questions.

"Harry, are you and Sam dating?" "Harry, did you have a one night stand with Louis' sister?" "Sam, are you using Harry for the competition?" "Did Harry sleep at your house?"

I went to answer one of the questions but Harry grabbed my hand and tugged me through the crowd towards my car before I could. I was honestly so confused. They've never done that before. I got into the passenger seat of my car not complaining about Harry driving and we pulled out of the parking lot.

"What the?" I asked looking out the window at all the paps trying to get pictures of Harry and I inside the car. Thankfully the windows were tinted so none of there photos would turn up but they surely had some of us leaving the apartment.

"Check your twitter. If there's one thing I've learned from being famous, it's that the fans know anything that you don't." Harry said, a light smile crossing his face when he mentioned the fans.

I pulled out my phone and logged into the twitter app checking my mentions right away. Every mention I was getting also had Harry tagged in it and they were a mix between hate and congratulations. I found a few tweets with a photo attached to them and I clicked the image link.

"Ohhhhhh.........." I said understanding what all the fuss was over. I showed Harry the picture and he pursed his lips. I looked back at the photo. It was a picture of me kissing Harry outside of his house a few weeks ago.

"Thinking about it now, we probably should have been a little more careful. But who took that picture? If it was paparazzi, it would have been heard about before this morning." Harry said pulling into the arena's parking lot.

"I don't know." I whispered. Sure enough there were more paparazzi waiting outside the arena. "What are we gonna do?" I asked motioning towards all the flashes slowly moving towards us.

"Don't say anything about it until after the results show I guess. We don't really have much of a choice." Harry said getting out of the car and opening my door for me. "It'll be fine though." He assured. I nodded and let Harry drag me through the crowd and in through the backstage doors where no paparazzi were allowed.

I was split up from Harry and taken to get my hair and makeup done. About an hour and a half later I finished getting ready and had sophisticated make up on with my hair in a curly high ponytail. I changed in - polyvore - and it was my turn to wait backstage.

As I was warming up my vocals, my phone beeped saying I had a text. Thinking it was a good luck text from one of the boys I grabbed it but it wasn't one of the boys' names who showed up. It was Dustin's.