We walked back to the arena. I wasn't with Harry Styles anymore, I was with Harry. I have got to know him so much more. I didn't even think it was possible. He is just as everyone says, funny, flirty, caring, sweet, crazy. He's perfect. I didn't think I could but I have fallen even more in love with him.
"What you thinking about?" He interrupts my thoughts.
I look to the side to see him smiling at me with his perfect smile.
"You." I admitted quietly then immediately blushed.
"What about me?" He asked smugly.
"How I'm actually here with you and how nice you are in person."
"Aw babe, I'm just as lucky to be here with you than you are me, your great." I instantly blush and smile at his comment. Babe? He called me babe? wow.
"Thanks Harry." I grin at him.
We carry on walking down the streets. I feel his hand brush against mine and then he takes mine in his. I smile looking at the ground. Calm Lauryn calm. His hold is soft yet secure and he has surprisingly soft hands. For a man.
As we approached the lane down to the gates of the venue his grasp seems to tighten. "So are you coming in?" He looks at me, his dimples showing.
"Uhm ok." I suddenly feel nervous again. Five of the most well known, attractive, inspirational boys in one room. I feel light headed.
"It's fine babe, they'll love you and I already know that you love them." There's that word again. He chuckles at his comment and places his hand around my shoulders rubbing my upper arm. I think it was an attempt of comfort. It worked to a certain extent, I felt safe like this however there was still butterflies in my stomach flying around like mad.
"She's with me." Harry mumbles. I look up to see who he was speaking to. It was Kevin, from last night. He looks at me with slight recognition, smiles at me and then goes back to his own world. I giggle at Charlotte's comment referring to the tour diaries.
"What are you laughing at?" Harry looks at me amused.
"Um, well we met that security guard last night when he was taking us to the VIP standing and his name is Kevin and well Charlotte was asking him questions and he said that his daughter loved Zayn and he got to meet him and that he was a nice guy and Charlotte being Charlotte replied 'that's right Kevin, Zayn is a lovely guy' and it just reminded me of the tour diaries." I ramble on.
We walk through some double doors. It's like a maze.
"Oh yes, our dear friend Kevin, havn't seen that pigeon in a while." Harry plays along. I laugh. "So you really have liked us from the start? That's so cool, thank's a lot, I mean it without fans like you, we wouldn't be here." He takes my hand in his again. I smile up at him.
"When should I call Charlotte?" I ask him after more walking through more identical corridors.
"Whenever you want babe, maybe now cause the show starts soon and I'm guessing you won't want to miss sound check."
"I definitely do not want to miss that." I laugh grabbing my phone from my pocket.
"I'll just be through those doors." He says pointing to a green door.
"Ok." I nod whilst dialing the number.
After a few rings she answers. "Hello?" Charlotte answers.
"Hey, Lottie it's me, em listen do you want to come and meet Harry, my friend from Scotland?" I add the extra, un-needed information. I decide that I'm going to surprise her.
