Together [Sequel to Love Actually]

Chapter 11

               The boys were on stage, and I watched from the side as the girls screamed for them. This was only sound check, and the fans were going wild. Perrie and I left after a while, and went to sit on a couch in the back. We put on her iPod, and sang loudly to a few songs.

               The boys came back a little while later, and it was time for their meet and greet. Harry came and sat with me on the couch, as he waited for the fans to come back for pictures.

“Hey baby.” He said kissing my cheek.

“Hello love.” I answered with a smile.

“Are you excited for the show tonight?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, my first One Direction concert.” I said with a grin playing on my lips.

               Harry laughed.

“You have front row seats, you should be glad.” Harry said pulling a ticket from his pocket.

“No, babe, I can watch from backstage, give that to like a fan waiting outside with no ticket or something. I can hear you guys sing and see you all the time, for some people they never will.” I said refusing the ticket.

               Harry’s face fell.

“I wanted you to see us, like live in concert.” Harry said sadly.

“Harry, I’m here, and I can see you fine from backstage.” I said.

“It’s not the same.” He responded.

“Harry, it’s fine, I don’t need a ticket, I’m already here.” I said.

“I just wanted you to get the full concert experience.” Harry argued.

“Someone deserves that more than me.” I replied.

“Can’t you just take the ticket and move on?” Harry asked.

               I looked at him confused. Was he really getting mad over this?

“What do you mean?” I asked confusedly.

“You aren’t even grateful that I got you a ticket. You always have to fight me on every little thing. I want to do something nice for you, and it’s never good enough.” Harry practically shouted at me.

“I’m not doing this with you now.” I said standing up to leave.

               I walked away, and headed to the bathroom, followed by Perrie.

“Scarlet wait up!” She called after me.

               I entered the bathroom, and waited for her to get in.

“What was that about?” She asked.

“I have no idea.” I said shaking my head, fighting back tears.

               I wasn’t about to waste any more tears on Harry.

“Why didn’t you want the ticket?” She asked me confused.

“Because I see Harry and all the boys every single day. I hear them sing everyday all day. I hug them and have kissed them, and talk to them on a daily basis. I do not need a front row seat when some fan could have it as a once in a life time chance.” I said.

               Perrie nodded.

“I never thought of it that way.” She said.

“I just don’t think it’s fair.” I said.