I haven't been back to LA since that fateful February morning when Harry and I had our falling out.
Not only am I nervous to be back in LA, but to go to his house. I don't know how I'll feel being back there again. Due to this, I've been awfully quiet since we landed and the rest of the band is starting to notice.
Deciding to fake it the best that I can, I put a smile on my face the whole way through the airport. However, when we get to the car, Harry immediately asks "Okay whats wrong?"
"Nothings wrong, why do you ask?" I say defensively
"Because you've barely said a word to anyone since we got here." he responds back
Nervously I decided to say "It's just its my first time back in LA since 2014, if you know what I mean."
Immediately, it's like lights go off in his head, "Things are different now, I'm not the same and that won't happen again okay? I promise." he says giving me a kiss on the lips.
Deciding to take his word for it, I tried to calm my nerves as we make our way over to his house.
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When we get there, Harry informs me that I can have my own room, or share with him. deciding it's best if I have my own room but occasionally share with him, I tell him to place my stuff in one of the guestrooms.
He then proceeded to go to his room, and I decide to start unpacking. after a while there's a knock on my door, and I see Harry standing on the other side of it.
"So since we just got here, I invited everyone over to chill in the pool. That okay with you?" he asks
"You don't need to ask me H, it's your house. But yeah it sounds like a lot of fun." I say back
"perfect then, get your swimsuit on and meet me downstairs. The rest of the band and Jeff should be here in about 30."
Being glad I packed swimsuits, I decided on a brown two piece.
For my cover up, I decide to put on a pair of white linen pants and a green crochet long sleeved top.
As I walk down the stairs, I call for Harry and he informs me he is in the kitchen. From the moment I step in the kitchen all I can see is Harry's broad back, and shoulder flexing, through his shirt, as he leans on his kitchen counter clearing texting someone.
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