FORTY FIVE.

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A week in, and I was really not coping very well.

We had just performed our two shows in Sweden, and I was missing everyone back home, but especially Harry. Phone calls just weren't cutting it.

I was half tempted to ask him to come over early. I knew he'd say yes — that was actually what was stopping me from asking. I knew he would, and he had commitments back home. Commitments he couldn't miss.

"You looked really pretty tonight," he said, the phone crackling a little as I sat in the back of the car on route back to the hotel.

I'd been told that countless times tonight, but it only felt true coming from him.

"You liked it?" I ask, knowing that his answer would only make me feel better about my choice.

"You know I love it when you wear red," he says, and even though it's only me that can hear him, in my ear, it still feels risky.

"I do," I reply, trying to remain nonchalant. "I really miss you."

He pauses for a little bit, before answering. "I miss you too. I can't wait until I'm over, not long now," he promises, and although it doesn't cure the homesickness, it parks it to the side for now.

"You've got a day off tomorrow, don't you?" He asks, changing the subject suddenly.

"I mean, technically. There's no show tomorrow but we're travelling to Spain which will no doubt tire everyone out."

"Early tonight then," he says, and then he goes for a few seconds as the signal dips out. I wait it out, it usually goes for a few seconds, then it ends the call completely.

I go to call him back, but instead I receive a text from him.

From: Harry

Don't worry about phoning back, get some proper rest tonight 🙏🏼

Let me know when you're back at the hotel

I love you

Alrighttttt. Love you too

My phone stays in my lap as I look out of the window, definitely over dramatising my situation.

But it doesn't last long, my phone lighting up with a notification that made me smile wider than I thought possible in this moment.

From: Sam

Not to alarm but

I HAVE A BOYFRIEND

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I HAVE A BOYFRIEND

NDJEIFIEJDJSJWJSJUEUW
SAMMMMM
OH MY GOD
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO ACT NORMAL ABOUT THIS!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHBH
THE FLOWERS
RHATS SO FUXKING CUTE
I CANT RYPE
TYPE****

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