Harry's POV
We dropped the album today. We were having a small concert today to promote the album. I wonder if Jade has heard the album. I hope she has, she helped us write most of it.
"Do you think Jade will come today?" Louis asks. I stare at him, but I can't hold it for long.
"Why would she come? I doubt she knows we are doing this today." I say. It would make my day if she was here. If I got to see her one last time. I just needed to let her know I was ok with her leaving. I'm letting her go. I just need that one last goodbye.
"Because she may have a ticket." Louis mumbles. What? What has he been up too?
"What did you do Louis?" I question. He puts his hands up defensively. He points to Niall and Liam. I look at them for answers.
"Okay, I may have sent her a ticket for today, but that's all I sent. I'm not for sure she will accept it." Liam says.
"What do you mean thats all you sent?" I ask. You can't leave them alone for a second.
"I might have slipped into the package a small black box you had tucked away in your drawer." Niall says, looking down at his feet. They did what?
My head starts to spin. This can not be happening. "Why would you do that? I was not going to give it to her. She was happy where she was that might change everything." I start to breathe heavier. I hope it got lost in the mail. She decided not to open it. That a lightning bolt came from the sky and struck the package. I don't know.
"She has the right to know. And it's not up to you to decide whether she is happy or not." Louis reasons. It didn't make me feel better. There was a chance she was here today.
"Can we change the song we plan on singing?" I ask. If she's going to be here, I at least have to make it count. Even if she is not, I need to say it, maybe one day she will hear it.
"What did you have in mind?"
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I've been pacing all day. What if she came? What if she didn't come because she couldn't bare seeing us? Seeing me?
Every possible scenario flashed through my head. My head was pounding. I sit down and try to calm my nerves. I've never had this issue before. I can't let it stop me now.
I turn my phone on. I stare at my lock screen. It was a picture of Jade one night when she was sleeping in my bed. She was snuggled under the blanket. I had woken up early that day. I saw her, sleeping so peacefully. I took the picture to capture the moment. He hair pooled around the pillow behind her. The beautiful smile she had when she slept. I'm then snapped back into reality.
It was almost time. I go to the dressing room and the guys are already in there all dressed and ready to go. I change. I put an olive green long sleeved shirt and some black jeans. It felt strange, not being in my usual black attire. Lou fixed my hair.
I walked over to the lads. "Are you ready Harry?" Liam asks me concerned. "Ready as all ever be." I reply back. "Are you sure you want to sing that song?" Louis asks. "Positive."
We are introduced and we walk out onto the stage. I can do this. I can do this. I repeat to myself in my head. I scan the crowd and in attempt to see Jade. I don't see her. I know that if she's here I will just know. I still look out to the crowd.
My eyes lock with a pair of familiar brown eyes. I welcome the smile that finds its way onto my face.
"Hello everyone. We are One Direction." Liam introduces us.
"We will be singing a song you might all be familiar with, it's call Perfect." Niall says. The crowd cheers. My eyes never leave hers.
"This song means a lot to us, but not as much as it does to Harry." Louis says, grasping my attention. I break eye contact. He nods at me.
"This song as, Louis said, means a lot to me. It was inspired by someone who means the world to me. A girl I'm happy to say I love-" the screams are louder."-We had not planned to sing this song today, but when I heard she was going to come I thought maybe we should. I felt that she should know that she is my muse and happiness. She needed to know I wrote this because of her. Her name is Jade, or some may know her as Olivia. I'm glad you came Jade." I smile into the microphone.
Jade's POV
Tears were running down my face. I couldn't believe Harry said that. Especially in front a crowd like this. The song was beautiful. I couldn't help but laugh. All the past memories we had together came rushing back. From the night at the hotel to the day at the pier and every moment in between.
He knew I was here. He made that very clear. I'm glad he has. My heart skipped a beat when I heard his voice. The butterflies in my stomach grew. I loved the way he made me feel. I've never felt like this with anyone before.
I was overflowing with emotions. I listen to Harry's raspy voice sing his heart out on the stage. That was for me. I could watch them preform all day. I'm glad I came. They were enjoying themselves on stage. I missed those idiots. They were my idiots.
When they finished they thanked everyone for coming and exited off to the right of the stage. Should I leave? I think it would be best. Or should I go look for Harry? The crowd lingered for a moment. I thought long and hard for a while.
I made up my mind.
