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*Harry's POV*
I don't know what my reaction would be when I saw Luke and Irish's pictures on twitter.
"Why are you mad? We just took pictures. That's all." Irish said as she was fixing my tie.
"Since when did you become close with Luke huh?" I questioned.
"Yesterday? We got to hang out and play games and take pictures in his phone. There's no big deal about it." she replied, turning me around.
"See? We haven't took a picture of us together and I'm your boyfriend. Well, that's what they know and.. and you got to have a picture with him?" I replied, my voice was raising.
Irish leered at me, smiling coyly,her hands over her chest.
"What??" I asked, starting to get rankled.
"Are you jealous curly?" she said as she leaned towards me.
I felt hot creeping on my cheeks. I turned my gaze away from her.
"Never! Why would I be jealous with him?" I replied, pulling my fit long-sleeves.
"And why are you blushing?" Irish said, as she kissed me on the cheek. Then the camera flickered on us.
"There ya go. We have a picture now. You look handsome here! Even when you're mad." Irish said chuckling, as she looked at my phone.
"Stop it now okay?" I said.
"No. Come on, lets take another one." Irish demanded.
She snatched my phone again and started taking pictures of us.
"Irish, I'm not in the mood." I said.
"Give the camera a little smile pleaseee!" She said.
I gave in and smiled at the camera. Her arm wrapped around my waist while I was leaning beside her. Our faces glued together She then took a snap shot.
"Much better.Come on now babe! The show starts in a few minutes! Good luck!" Irish said, kissing me again.
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*Irish's POV*
I got a notification at my phone before the show started.
@Harry_Styles: Got a good luck kiss from my babe @yourIrishmuffin ;) tonight will be a great night xxxx
I looked at Harry as they climbed on stage, giving me a flirty look. I blew him a kiss then.
My follower count suddenly blown up. I got thousands of followers in a few minutes. Woah.
The 5 seconds of summer was also at the stage, being 1D's front act. I saw Luke and he gave me a candied smile. He and his band mates were enjoying the crowd, too.
As usual, the crowd went crazed. Girls screaming their lungs out, getting real buzzed as the boys sang.
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"Nobody compares to you!" I sang along with the boys. Yay! I memorized all of their songs now.
And one of my favorites was all. Haha.
After almost two hours of screaming and singing, the show was ended. It was a lot of fun.
I walked towards Harry's dressing room, holding his shirt and a bottle of water in my hands.
"Hey babe! You're soak with sweat. You should change now." I said.
"Thank you." he replied as I handed him his shirt.
"I'll just go out so you can change." I said.
"No. Just stay here. I wont take long. " Harry replied.
He took his shirt off, exposing his bulging biceps, his tattooed chest and his V-line. Tell me where the nearest exit 'cause I can't contain myself now.
I quickly turned away, pretending to pack his things up.
I then felt a warm, tight hug behind me. Harry leaned forward and whispered on my ear.
"Lets go home now babe. I need your massage." he said, tickling my ear with his warmth breath.
"Are you okay?" I asked him. He's acting weird. Was he trying to flirt with me or what?
"Yea. I'm just tired." He replied.
I turned to face him and touched his forehead to check his temperature.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"I'm just checking if you're sick and not getting delirious ." I replied.
"Irish.. I'm not sick and I'm not getting delirious." He said, grabbing both of my hands.
"Okay. If you want to then we'll go now." I replied.
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*Harry's POV*
After our concert, I felt blown away and I was effin tired. I asked Irish to go home now. As we gesture to head off, Gemma, my sister suddenly erupted the room.
"Harry! You poop-head! I miss you!"
"Hey cheese balls! Miss you too! Where's mom?" I asked her as I gave him a hug.
"I'm here! How are you my little boy? I loved your performance tonight! I'm so proud of you!" Mom said as she gave me a peck on the cheeks.
"Thanks Mom. Oh how I missed you guys!" I said, hugging the both of them.
"Who is she?" Gemma asked as she pulled out of the hug.
"She's Irish, my girlfriend." I said.
"Nice to meet you guys. I'm Irish." Irish said.
"Hi! Nice to meet you!" Gemma said, pleasantly.
"You're so beautiful, dear." Mom said to Irish as she went close to her and shelled her in a hug.
"Thanks, so are you." Irish responded.
As my sister, mom and girlfriend were conversing, Melissa then popped up.
"Hi Aunt Anne and Gemma! How are you?" She asked.
"We're good, thanks." Gemma replied cheerlessly.
"Mel? I thought you have exams today?" I asked.
"Yea. Supposedly. But it got postponed and I texted Aunt Beatrice that I got to be here." Mel replied. Her Aunt Beatrice was one of our production staff so she could go on our shows whenever she wanted to.
Gemma turned on me, looking disfavor at Melissa. She then turned the topic somewhere else.
"Anyway, As I was saying a while ago, Why don't you guys come at our house tomorrow so we could have some time to hang out. Especially you, Irish." Gemma said, looking at Irish.
"I'd love too!" Irish replied excitedly.
"You can go too Melissa, if you want." Mom offered her.
"But Mom." Gemma grumbled.
"Sure Aunt! I'll be there." Melissa replied.
Gemma was exasperated with it. She's still mad at Melissa. Tomorrow would be a disaster.
