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

Happy Times in Ireland

After two weeks of work, I was back in a plane and on my way to Ireland.

I've been working with Anton again, getting the music video filmed and some photoshoots done. The single dropped in a week, which was really exciting. I have a feeling that his entire album is just going to be crazy amazing. I can only hope that my next one turns out that way, too.

I landed in Ireland at about midnight, completely exhausted and ready to be in Harry's arms again. I got all of my stuff and dialed Harry's number on my phone. He picked up on the second ring.

"Hey, I'm parked out front. You think you can manage to find me?"

"What are you driving?"

"Black range rover, the usual."

I tell him I'll see him soon and hang up. I make my way towards the exit, already looking for the car through the doors. I see the familiar car and practically run over to it as Harry gets out of the car. I drop my bags at my feet and quickly wrap my arms around him.

"Hi," I mumble into his neck.

"Hi," he breathes out. "Fuck, I'm so glad you're here."

I back away a little and place my lips on his. I let my lips linger for a second and then pull back. I run my fingers through his hair and smile softly. "You okay, H?"

"Yeah, just missed you a lot."

I nod and give him another quick kiss. "C'mon, lets go. It's late."

He climbs back into the car after tossing my bags into the backseat. I take his hand once we've pulled out of the waiting area, bringing it to my lips to kiss his knuckles. He squeezes my hand, glancing at me with a smile on his face.

We pull up to hotel after awhile and Harry drives through all of the fans waiting outside of it. Security guards run over to our car, even though there really isn't that many fans. We grab my bags and security circles around us as we head in. Fans yell, asking for pictures. Harry and I look at each other and smile knowingly. At the same time, we dodge through security and quickly have the fans jump into a group shot. Harry's guard practically drags us inside.

"You two have got to stop doing that," he mumbles angrily.

Harry smiles and grabs my hand, ignoring his guard. I follow him to the elevator and then into our room. We don't waste any time getting into something more comfortable and then into bed. Harry wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me towards him as he places his lips on mine.

"We're headed to Niall's for lunch in the morning," he mumbles quietly. "His mum has us all over every time we're in town. And then Niall wants to go out after the show, if you wanna come."

I nod and close my eyes as I snuggle up into him. I drifted off to sleep quickly, my dreams finally getting a chance to cloud my brain.

It was far too early when we were woken up by the boys' tour manager. Harry literally told them to shut up and then slammed the door in their face. But unfortunately we had to get up because "we need to be in the headlines" - which is dumb. I don't even work under their management and they want us to bring attention to ourselves for tour promotion (meaning Harry and I probably won't be leaving the hotel).

Harry and I slowly get around to getting ready and decide to head out for breakfast despite the fact that we wanted to go against his management and stay inside all day. We find a cute little cafe within walking distance and decide to head there. We sneak out past security, very thankful for the fact that there were only ten to fifteen fans waiting outside. We take quick pictures and sign things and ask them not to give away our location before starting our walk.

Harry's hand is tightly holding mine and my free hand is holding onto his arm. "So how'd filming go for the music video?"

"It was so much fun," I smile. "They let me be a huge part of behind the scenes and it was awesome."

"I'm glad you had fun. Sometimes music videos drag on and on, even knowing that it'll be awesome doesn't help."

"Which ones did you have that problem with?"

"Story of my life and you & I, mainly. Best song ever lasted for a long time but that one was fun. I nearly froze to death for the you & I shoot."

We get to the cafe within a few minutes and order a few things before retreating to a table. Harry pulls my chair close to him before I sit down, forcing me to be right next to him. I turn my chair before I sit, making it so I can swing my legs over his lap. He rests one hand in my lap and stretches his other arm to rest his free hand on the back of my chair.

"We're a weird couple," I laugh lightly.

"Especially after being apart for two weeks," Harry agrees. Somebody comes over and gives us what we ordered and we thank him as he walks off. Harry reaches over and kisses my cheek really quickly before picking up his coffee. "I'm really glad that you've come to visit so much. I know it's not easy."

"Well, we don't do things the easy way. It quite literally took us like half a year to actually get together."

"Fair point."

//

"Oi, Harry, Ava! You ready yet? Driver's waitin!"

Harry glances over at me as I put on my blazer. I give Harry my phone and my ID and then I'm good to go. Niall is pounding on our door as Harry grabs my hand and swings the door open.

"Calm down, mate," Harry mumbles. "We're like two minutes behind."

We follow Niall out to the car and start making our way to the club we're going to. We're there after not long, but the feeling of being welcomed isn't all that great when the doors open and we're all suddenly blinded by flashes. Niall lets out a swear under his breath and gets out before us, waiting for us to get out before closing the door quickly. Harry winds his hand with mine, holding it tightly as we hurry towards the doors.

I don't think the pounding music has ever been so welcoming to me. Liam and Louis are already inside, waiting for us in the back. Harry drags me away after we say hi to them, telling me we need drinks right away. I lean against him as the bartender prepares our drinks, but Harry turns me around so I'm leaning against the bar and facing him. He lets me wrap my arms around him and cuddle closer to him, kissing my head as I'm doing so.

"You okay, babe?"

I nod. "Yeah. M'tired though. It is midnight. And I flew in during the middle of the night."

"Jet lag got ya bad?'

I nod again as Harry hands me my drink. He then grabs his, but doesn't make a move to go back to the boys. We stay at the bar, talking as we drink. He persuades me enough to get me to dance with him after we finish our drinks. Not like I would turn him down, though.

"There's the lovebirds!" Liam hollers as we walk towards them in the crowd. They drag us out to dance, and for the first time all day I'm feeling somewhat awake.

Harry keeps trying to dance with me all night (more like on me), but the boys refuse to let us be, and I quote from Louis, "absolutely incredibly f*cking disgusting." Niall kept getting in between us and yelling "JESUS is WATCHING, KIDS!"

It was quite the night.