Secrets (On hold)

Chapter Thirty Nine

OKAY SO FINALS ARE MY EXCUSE FOR TAKING SO LONG TO UPDATE!

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Hopefully you all like this update and it's decent. Now that breaks started I'll update more!

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*Harry's POV*

Only two more shows. Two more than a few days of break.

I sit in my bunk and stare at the wall ahead of me, ignoring the sway of the bus as we drive down the highway and the loud obnoxious chatter of everyone around me. There's a crack of light through the red curtain on the side of my bunk, and I pull it closed quickly, returning my bunk to its darkened state.

3 Days. 3 Shows. Atlanta, Raleigh, Washington D.C.

Today is the only day we have off after three shows three nights in a row, and it's going to be partly spent driving. Joy.

My eyes are barely open, exhaustion is an understatement. The constant go go go of the last few days has worn me down to a lifeless body, my mind barely processing things and having to ask people to repeat their question multiple times to me.

Of course it doesn't help that I haven't spoken to Lauren in two days. Two. Two whole days. That's enough stress to keep me up all night without the added pressure of performing and upcoming interviews.

Fuck.

The interviews are going to be rough.

I run a hand through my hair, my fingers slipping through it faster than usual. Damn Lou for insisting I trim my hair. I mess it up a little with both hands, trying to create some kind of knot so that I can rip through it.

It makes me feel better.

I run a hand through my hair again to find no knots, and groan in frustration.

"You alright in there mate?" Liam's hand appears around the curtain to my bunk, and he slowly pulls it back. His eyes widen when he sees me.

"What?" I ask him, wondering why he is disturbing me.

"Nothing...You look like a hibernating animal." Liam laughs and I roll my eyes.

"Thanks... Now goodbye." I grab the curtain and pull it closed, only to have him yank it open once again.

We tug back and forth, until I finally speak up. "What are you doing?"

"You've been sitting in your bunk for hours, come out." Liam responds, not letting go of the curtain.

"I just want to relax." I respond, pulling my knees up to my chest in a very manly way.

"That's what you've been saying for days. Listen... I know the whole thing with Rick and Lauren is hard to take but I'm just worried..." Liam starts to say and I nod at him.

"No I understand. I'll get up." I tell him, smiling slightly. It will make him feel better if I act like I'm okay.

He nods and stares at me for a few more seconds, than nods again like he is reassuring himself.

"Good. I hate to admit it but I miss your obnoxious voice." Liam says to me, then lets the curtain fall. "I'll see you in a few."

"Yeah alright." I respond, then set my chin on my knees.

I know the whole thing with Rick and Lauren is hard to take...

Hard to take? That has to be the understatement of the year.