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+Melanie's POV+
Finally it was the night of the concert and I couldn't have been any happier and excited. Harry texted me that he would be over at my flat in a few minutes instructing me to get ready. Following his orders, I got out of bed and quickly got dressed. My phone buzzed about 20 minutes later, looking at my phone his text said,
'Parked around the corner, there were paps around your house. Come out when your ready. X'
Grabbing my purse, I put my heels on as I was walking out the door, opening it to see the paparazzi like Harry had said. Waving briefly I walked past them, they continued to follow me down to Harry's waiting Range Rover.
"You guys going on a date tonight? Where are you going?" One of the paparazzi yelled at me as I started walking faster towards Harry's car. Swiftly I opened up the car door and shut it in their faces.
"Hello." Harry said laughing slightly. I faced him and he had a smirk on his face.
I put my hands on his cheeks and pulled his lips to mine, whipping the smirk off his face.
"Can we go, these guys are really pissing me off." I said turning to buckle myself in.
"You got it." Harry said pulling away from the curb and the paparazzi's were left behind. "Where are our seats tonight?"
"I told you it's a surprise." I said smirking at him.
"Well then maybe I won't compliment you on how amazingly hot you look tonight." He said looking at me.
"Well since you aren't going to compliment me, I won't say that you look really good tonight too." I said copying his little game he had going. "So how have rehearsals been?"
"I only went to one." Harry said softly.
"Why? What happened?"
"Nothing, I just didn't want to go."
"Harry, you just can't not go."
"Well, I did, so let's just get over it ok."
"Ok," I mummbled more to myself. The silence over took the car as Harry kept his eyes on the road with his hands placed tightly on the wheel. It only took a few minutes until Harry pulled his car into the O2 parking lot.
"I'm sorry." Harry said turning off the car.
"I'm sorry too." I said looking over at him. His head hung low, when I reached over to his chin he didn't budge. So, I leaned over and kissed him quickly, letting him it was ok. "Let's go inside." I said nodding my head into the door or swarms of people. We both opened the car door and walked to the door trying not to let anyone see us.
Harry stopped suddenly, "wait I want someone to take a picture of us."
"Out here? Let's go inside and get one, it's cold."
"If we go inside and I ask for one, everyone's gonna want one with me. So let's find someone to take it now." He said looking around for someone. "Excuse me sir! Can you take a picture of us please." He said holding out his phone to a stranger walking past us to the concert.
The guy looked at his friend and shrugged his shoulders. "Sure, why not."
"Great thanks." Harry said placing the phone in the man's hand as he walked quickly over to me. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. I smiled as the flash went off, my eyes dilating from the bright light.
"One more." The man said, this time Harry kissed my cheek making me laugh as the flash went off startling me.
"Here you go." The man said handing Harry's phone back to him.
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