My Sunflower *h.s*

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Molly

Harry and I are doing better.

A lot better actually.

We've been spending almost all of our time together the past week, either talking about the future of what our life look like, or just enjoying time being next to each other.

I've been joining him when he goes to his meetings, that way I can be involved with the process of releasing this album and getting the tour put together.

Which as of right, it looks like we're going to kick off April of next year, right before Belle turns one. Which means we'll be on the road for her birthday, and I wasn't thrilled about it at first, but then Harry and I talked about it and he promised we would have a little party for her and invite my parents and his parents no matter where we are or what we're doing.

I'm still a little bummed about it, if I'm being honest.

But I've just been reminding myself that everything will work out, and that this will be the adventure of a life time.

"Hey, you okay?" I snapped my head up to the sound of Harry's voice.

"Oh, yeah, just thinking about the baby." I sighed, looking down at my phone, not seeing any notifications on it.

"Babe, I'm sure she's fine." He had a fond look on his face, taking a sip of his water, the lights from all the equipment reflecting off of his skin.

"I know, I know. It's just, we've never been this far away from her. What if something happens?"

"Nothing is going to happen, Sarah and Mitch have her." He stepped forward, placing his hand on my cheek. I leaned into the touch, my eyes closing softly.

I heard someone call his name from a distance and then his hand dropped from my cheek. I lifted my head up straight and followed his gaze as he waved at someone.

"I gotta get back, you gonna be okay over here?" I nodded my head, he smiled before leaning in to give me a kiss.

"Break a leg." I swatted his ass when he turned to walk away, shooting him a wink when he turned back to look at me. He rolled his eyes but walked away with a smile.

I watched as he got into position, a dozen or so people surrounding him.

The music turned on and the lighting changed and then he was immediately in character, bouncing around between person to person.

My stomach started turning as I watched him, and I couldn't tell if it was jealousy because random people were touching him, or if it was because of something else entirely.

As I continued watching, I started to think maybe it was the latter.

I moved so I could see better, the sounds of his first single 'Lights Up' humming in my ears. I wiped the sweat from my brow, pulling my hair up in a bun.

Again, I wondered if I was hot from the Mexico heat or because of the scene in front of me.

They took a break, letting everyone cool down and grab some water before starting up again.

Harry looked amazing. His hair is a perfect length, the right amount of styled and messy, and his body was glistening due to a mixture of oil and sweat. I watched as a girl ran her hand up his chest, his head falling back to her shoulder, mouth open.