Kiss Me

Promises

Right now I am quite confused. Do I answer it? Do I let him go to voicemail? Do I just pick up the phone and confide in him? In which I have been dying to do all week long! Or should I just decline the call to keep myself calm? I don't want to do that to him though. We may not really know each other all that well but I'm not a rude girl. I was born and raised here in a small town in North Carolina. I'm a country girl. I work hard and drink sweet tea. From what I do know about Harry though, is that he's a pretty cool guy. He's not an obscene guy and he has manners and he's kinda cool I guess. But I sorta need him right now to help me out with my career.

I grabbed my phone real quick and answered it anyway.

"Hey Harry" I practically whispered into the speaker.

"Hello Bethany!" His perfect low pitched raspy chuckled. "You alright?"

"I'm fine! How was the concert tonight?"

"It was great! Rio is an ace of a place. The fans were awesome as normal. Perhaps though I had this eire feeling all day. Are you alright?" I could tell in his voice he was happy to talk to me and yet worried. It must be taking a huge toll on him how he couldn't talk to me for almost a week.

"Haha! I wish I was there with you. But yeah I guess everything is I mean, it is, alright." I tried to laugh it off to ease his tension.

He caught my vibe and just stayed calm. "Oh alright we're heading back to London tomorrow and we can rest for a day or so. The boys and I are patiently waiting" he was smiling im sure of it, with a sarcastic chuckle to it. He paused and there was an awkward silence before he interrupted "oh um I figure you are questioning why I called you right?"

"Oh um yeah actually I was wondering. So why did you call me?" I questioned. "Why any road, Niall is going barmy." He said with a plain expression.

"Um Harry? I have no idea what the heck that means!! Keep in mind you are on the phone with an American girl that lives in the south! Baby I drink sweet tea and make biscuits at meals and love me some fried chicken."

He laughed over the phone at me. I started laughing too at myself. I swear I crack myself up even when I try to be serious. It is hard though for me. I love to have fun! I mean like who doesn't like having fun?!

"Well it means Niall is going mad, but that's not what I wanted to tell you Beth. Hahaha you are so funny though! Hahaha I told you that to see your reaction. Most girls would not be that way, they would be over dramatic."

"Harry, I'm not that type of girl, and I'm not most girls. I'm me. And there is nobody else on this earth like me. Why is he going mad?!?"

I could sense he was smiling at this moment in time because shortly after I said that he giggled "you got that right! He wants to try those damn biscuits you make!!"

"HAHAHAHA!!! Oh my gosh thats freaking epic! Well he will love them. So what is the real reason you called?!" I asked once again.

"Oh yeah! I got distracted. Back to that. The band says hey. But ah, our agent Draco wants you to come to London. He wants to meet you and you perform with the band." Harry seemed hesitant about saying this to me.

"Oh Harry, um how on Earth would I do that and my bestfriend is staying with me right now. I'm still in school. I mean I don't know how I would be able to do this. My stepdad probably wouldn't allow and my father wouldn't approve and I just don't know Harry..." I just kept on going. Trailing on and on.

"Bethany." He said calmly.

"And I couldn't afford it... I'm not like amazing looking and..." I just kept being my stubborn hard headed self by not shutting up.