The Opening Act (H.S) {Completed - Editing}

Back to Reality

It seemed like as soon as we got home, Harry had to leave again. He had helped me move some of my stuff into my new place, but he also had to pack himself.

His flight was in an hour and we were on our way to the airport. His hand clenched mine as he drove, both of us dreading the goodbye.

I'm planning on flying out to see their first show, but I'm still unsure if that's actually happening. I have a lot of meetings and shoots in the next week, so I'm trying my best. He doesn't know I'm trying to fly out, I didn't want to get his hopes up and then not be able to see him.

He finds parking at the airport and we head inside. I wait for him in the foodcourt while he goes through customs. It takes quite awhile, but he's able to come sit with me for a bit.

"When are you gonna come see us?"

"I'm still not sure yet," I frown. "I'm kinda booked cause of my album being wrapped up soon and moving. But I'll call you when I'm able to come visit."

He nods and takes a sip of my drink. He makes a face at the sweetness of it and I can't help but laugh, making a pout come over his face.

"Don't laugh at me."

"Sorry, H," I smile and kiss his hand, which makes him smile too.

He glances at his phone and sighs. "I should head to my gate."

I nod and stand up, taking my drink in my free hand. I follow behind him as he makes his way through the airport, dodging other people. We stop right by the security check and he drops his bags at his feet. I toss the remainder of my drink in the trash and wrap my arms around Harry's torso.

He kisses my head and holds me tight against his body. "I don't want to leave you. Come with me."

"H," I sigh and move my head back to look at him. "You know I can't."

He sticks his bottom lips out and I kiss his pout. "Call me lots, yeah? And I'll video chat when I can. It'll be weird with time differences and stuff but we'll make it work. We always make things work."

The assurance seemed to be more for himself than it was for me, but I just nodded and reached up to kiss him again. After a minute, he pulls back and mumbles that he loves me a few times as he pecks my lips.

"I love you. Be safe. Have fun. Say hi to the boys for me."

"I will," he nods. "I love you, Ave."

He kisses me one last time and then wraps his arms around me in a full hug. The embrace is much too short and I have to watch him walk away not even seconds after it ended.

This is gonna suck.

//

After taking Harry to the airport, I headed to the studio. I've been there every chance that I've had. We're so incredibly close to finishing.

I met with my producers all at once and we went through what we had track by track, which was close to thirty songs. We would have to chop the list at least in half.

We found all of the songs that needed some more work (surprisingly not many) and got right to fixing the vocals and backing. I got into the booth and was able to re-record and record new vocals within an hour.

I stayed in the studio until everything was put into place. At 5:39pm, all recordings for the album were finished.

I drove home after that, knowing that my mom was waiting for me to get home so we could start planning the tour. Any other day, I would've celebrated with my producers and Lacey.