Ana’s Point of View
So here I am, on my way to Harry’s house for some “BIG, IMPORTANT NEWS” that he wants me to know at this late hour. If I said this late hour I meant 4 in the morning. It actually took me an hour of convincing to really get up from bed. I’m surprised that Harry was… you know… somewhat very persistent.
“I wonder what it could be?” I positioned my fist to knock but as soon as it could even touch cold, wooden door, it flew open and I was pulled inside.
“This better be a good one, Styles.” I said, straightening my pajamas.
“This is! I swear!” He said with the widest smile I’ve ever seen.
“Then you best start talking.” I yawned, walking through the living room and falling down instantly on the couch.
“We’re going on a worldwide tour!!!” He shouted.
“And so? You’ve gone on a lot of tours before. I’m sure there’s nothing more exciting than that. What makes this one special?” I yawned once more. I should be so happy for him right now but… come on guys… it’s 4 in the freaking morning.
“Didn’t you hear me? WE are going on tour!” He kneeled in front of me, smiling and eyes filled with pure excitement.
“I’ve been with you since your very first tour, Harry. AGAIN, what makes this tour very special?” I shifted myself to face him. But to my surprise, his face was not more three inches from mine.
“You’re our opening act, love.” He whispered.
“What?” My heart literally dropped to my butt. Maybe I didn’t hear right.
“You. Sing. Onstage. Before One Direction.” He winked.
Alright. So maybe I did hear correctly. I can’t do that. I can’t sing. Well, I know how to, I’m just not good at it. Yeah, I know. That’s often the excuse given by… you know… most girls. But… yeah… that’s the truth with me. I have serious stage fright. I’d faint on the spot. (If that’s even possible.)
“Further explain?” Okay. That barely came out as a whisper. What do you expect? I’d jump up and down with joy? Nope. Not me.
“Anny.” He stood up and lifted up my head gently so that he could sit down. “It’s already been done. Simon talked to the whole crew about it and our first rehearsal is on Friday. Which is… tomorrow.”
“No.” I said, blankly.
“Oh come on. It will be fun. I promise.” I looked up at him. It was as if he was daydreaming while smiling like a little kid.
“You are such a weirdo, Harry berry.” I giggled.
“So is that a yes?” He looked down at me.
I yawned, “I’ll have to get back to you on that. I have a meeting to attend to… in my sleep.”
He chuckled, “Let’s head on up then, yeah?”
“Carry me?” I said spreading out my arms and closing my eyes.
“You don’t even have to ask.” I felt him get up and slowly slipping his hands on my back and under my legs.
As soon as I felt him walking, I started humming the chorus of Irresistible. As I got further into the song, he sang along softly. It was our favourite song out of the albums released. I chose to believe that it’s because me and Harry co-wrote the song but… I don’t know… that song just speaks to us in a way that only the both of us can only understand.
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