Drag Me Down (h.s.) EDITING

Apology #1

I woke up late the next morning and just laid around most of the day. In all seriousness I was trying to avoid the boys. All of them. Even the 5 sauce boys. Ha, ha, 5 sauce. Sorry, I had a moment. But, that is what I've been doing. Lounging around my hotel room being an absolute bum. I know I need to find Harry and apologize. Then, find Niall and make things right.

I look up at the ceiling of my room and think. I hadn't heard from Harry since I'd been found. If I texted him who knew if he would even respond. I won't know unless I try. I tell myself this yet here I am with my phone in my hand still not writing out a message. I keep staring at his name on the screen as if that is doing me any good. I sigh and throw my arm across my face. I am hopeless. I know what I need to do yet here I am being a coward. The biggest coward on the face of the earth. Harry and Niall are both sweet. I don't have anything to worry over. Yes, Harry can be a cranky ass but it's few and far between. The other night was a rare occasion that took me by total surprise.

I heaved another sigh. I am ridiculous.

Just as I am about to get up the courage to text him, calling just wont happen, a knock comes from my door. I wait a second thinking I've gone mad. There's another knock. It's louder this time and definitely coming from my door. I scramble off the bed and try to fix myself. I look down at the oversized sweater and leggings I wore to bed. Well, I hope they aren't looking for decency because that surely doesn't exist for me today. I smooth my hair away from my face and open the door. I'm extremely surprised by who is standing in front of me.

Harry.

"..hey." it's a shy hey but it's a hey nonetheless.

"Hey." I don't know what else to say really. Actually I have a million things I want to say but I am a complete idiot at things like this. He stares down at his boots then back up at me. He wants to say something I can see it in his eyes.

"I'm sorry." I blurt out before he can speak. He needs to know I'm sorry. For everything.

"You took the words right out of my mouth." he gives me a half smile. I try to return his smile. I wasn't expecting him to apologize. I was the one who was in the wrong after all. I catch myself staring at him. I look away knowing I'm being weird.

"I'm honestly sorry for everything. I acted like a jerk. I hope we can still be friends and move past this."

I'm speechless. I was the one that was supposed to be doing all the apologizing. I was the one to ask of we could be friends. My head is spinning. This is such a turn of events.

"Yeah, yeah, of course. I wouldn't want to have anything effect our friendship. It means a lot to me." I respond as I look up him. There's a flash of emotion in his eyes but I couldn't catch it in time. It passed too quickly. 

"Good, so we're good then yeah?" he smiles again. I can't help but to smile back.

"Definitely."

Before he can open his mouth to say anything else the door across the hall opens and Louis comes out laughing with Liam. I really don't miss sharing a floor with them. I love them to death but you never know when someone will pop up. The privacy on tour is nonexistent. I almost want to laugh at myself for thinking there would be. I knew I would be giving up a lot when coming on board with this idea. Privacy being the main factor.

Louis was still smiling when he walked over to us and clapped Harry on the back.

"You two ready for a great show tonight?" he questions looking between the two of us.

"I am. I'm not sure about her though. Have you seen what she's wearing?" he smiles cheekily as Liam and Louis both look at me. I can feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. I'm going to punch him. Liam looks a little puzzled while Louis falls in to a complete fit of laughter.

"I am so done with yall!" I back in to my room with a stupid smile on my face. They're laughing at my expense and I can't help but to laugh to. It's rather contagious especially since Harry is laughing as well. The tension is gone. The awkward apology is gone. Everything is back exactly the way it's supposed to be. Almost. Niall will be the next goal. In the mean time I have a concert to get ready for.

"See you at the show Lani." Harry winks at me as I shut my door in their faces. I roll my eyes. I haven't got a clue what to wear.