Forever

seventeen.

warning: this book is going in a deep, big change. all chapters will be changing so I advise you not to read chapter two.

don't go on please, you will not understand the new plot. restart from chapter one, or begin reading again once the book is fully done

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Harry's POV

Waking up to not having your girl in your arms isn't pleasant.

Isabelle is all the I want right now. To be next to her, wrap my arms around her tiny frame, and watch her sleep in my arms.

All we've been doing here is interviews, and lounging around so far. Last night I hung up on Isabelle as she was sleeping due to an interview we're heading to now.

Just this and the gig tonight, then we're back in England!

I knew for sure we'd make it on time before Christmas Eve. Last year our flight was delayed due to a snow storm, so we missed Christmas Eve/Christmas with the girls and family.

The boys and I had the girls present already. We sort of had a free day yesterday after a really amazing interview we had yesterday with a youtuber I believe called, Andrea Russet.

She had given us ideas of what to get our girls, and we gladly used them and put them to good work. I really do think what I got Isabelle was pretty cute, amazing, etc. You name it.

Today we had an interview with Melissa Parks. I heard she's just like -

"Harrrrryyyyy?" Louis waved his hand in front of my face.

"Oh. Yeah, sorry." I blinked at the wall, then looked at him.

"What were you thinking about?" He chuckled as he turned the cap of the water bottle.

"Nothing really. Just what's happened so far and you know - Isabelle," I smiled. Just thinking about her made me want to see her smile, or kiss those sweet strawberry flavored lips of hers.

"We'll be back in no time mate. Now come on, interviews about to begun." He opened the door, waiting for me to get up from this comfortable couch.

"Are you boys ready?" The talking rainbow called. Don't take it wrong, I wouldn't judge her for wearing make up - but her face looked like someone threw up multiple colors on her face.

Her eyebrows were filled in with a purple color, her eyeshadow was a blue color, her eyes were lined with purple as well, her lips were yellow, her clothes didn't match at all, and her was just. Don't get me started, she could do better with those curls.

Yes I know, that doesn't sound like me, but - I did observe the way Isabelle used to put makeup on. She still does, but it's not too much.

We all nodded as she took a seat, and flipped out her cards. She placed her shirt in place, and moved back a few strings of hair.

"Rolling!" The cameraman said.

"Hey guys! I'm your host Melissa Parks, and welcome to Hot Spot!" She paused. "Today we are sitting with the band that lost the X-Factor, but won the world. Yes, you guessed it! Everybody welcome .. One Direction!"

The audience clapped and wooed as we made our appearance from behind the curtains, and onto the stage. We took our seats as she chose a card.

"Hello," she smiled.