Apologies

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter 18

(((A/N)))-- PLEASE READ MY LOVELY GORGEOUS READERS!!!! Hey guys, Shannon here! How's it going? Good? Good! Bad? Aww, why??? Well it's summer where I am so sorry about the infrequent updates. You know what I saw today, it was so funny. Someone put this book into there 'straight' library. I thought that was hilarious, cause my friend has the same thing too. All the bromances and then the 'straight' section. My books I think are the only ones in here 'straight' section beacuse she likes Larry of Sarry(Shannon and Harry about no one ships it. I do. My grandma does. We matter woo woo :) ) Ok so any ideas how I could spice this book up? I want to do like a contest. Wouldn't that be fun? Like maybe a drawing contest, someone who could draw this book. A scene they like, or a character. I don't know exactly what yet, but any ideas? Comment them. I wanna see what you guys want to do. Maybe a writing contest. Idk, tell me what you think about it in the comments below!!!

What? His green eyes were so true, so perfectly true. He wanted me to go with him. I could tell, he wasn't lying to me. Has Harry ever really given me a reason to distrust him anyway? My brain was set on saying yes, it was logical. We would be together, closer. Better then talking through phones. I would wake up to him, and fall asleep on his chest as his hands played a strand of my hair. I would be able to be close to him. That is all I want. To be close to him. My heart was set, basically. A little piece of it wasn't convinced he wanted me there for the right reasons. I felt he might want me there, because he didn't trust me enough around other people. Remember that little over protective spree he went on, remember, Evie? Do you remember, because I do. 

"Yes, yes a thousand times yes!" Guess my brain and most of my heart won. It felt lopsided, isn't my heart normally telling me to leap with my eyes closed? That left me feeling even more uneasy. I knew I was worrying over nothing, my brain was certain of it. Harry's lips sighed in relief, like he was nervous I would of said no. 

"Thank god." He sighed as he used his arms to pull me into a hug. I took a deep breath, his t-shirt tickling my nose. His hair brushed against the side of my neck, as he pulled back his lips lingered past me. They were made to make an impression. They worked. 

"What about everyone, you think they would want me to be there?"

"The guys love you, and I am happier when I am around you. They know that. They tell me that all the time." He said and I smiled, could I really make someone so happy that other people would notice the difference. 

"What about your manager?" My brain might of been set on the idea of venturing off with him, but I sure was asking a lot of questions. 

"My manger would be fine with it. Don't worry about any of that stuff Evie, just the fact that you want to come with me makes me so happy." He said, his mouth a full smile the whole time. I took his hand into my lap, intertwining his fingers with mine and his finger instinctively rubbed calming circles into my palm. 

"Wow I am going to be on tour with you." I hushed out, my mind thinking out loud. 

"I can't wait to get back now, i've got everything. Music and my love." Harry wrapped his arm around my shoulder as he spoke. It reminded me of someone asking to be pinched to make sure it wasn't a dream. He was making sure it wasn't, that I was really there. 

"Aren't you a lucky boy." I said giggling, lightly. 

"A very lucky guy." He said, correcting my 'boy' comment, but he was serious. He pressed his lips to my templed. "Very lucky." He repeated. 

I sat on the floor, across from Kate. She was silently folding clothes, helping me. Harry had taken off to talk to a few people, about me. She lifted one piece of clothes, asking if I was taking it with me. She didn't say anything, she was holding back.