Lost

Chapter 7: managment

I knock on the door after my walk, being out for a little over an hour it is now 11:00. The door opened to reveal a disheveled looking Harry. 

"Emma!" he breathed, "Thank God!" he said pulling me into a hug. I awkwardly hugged back before following him into the room. 

"I'm sorry I Ieft." I whispered, playing with my thumbs. 

"It's ok. You just scarred me." 

"Why?" 

"I was afraid you would do something stupid." I just looked down. "But I'm sorry." 

"For what?" 

"Pushing you to tell me something you clearly aren't ready to tell me." 

"Thank you." I smiled.

"But Emma, I want to gain your trust! I want you to trust me enough to tell me!" 

I smiled shyly at him, "Harry, I have known people for nearly four years and haven't told them." 

"I'll work for it. Harder than anyone you know!" 

"Thank you Harry." 

"For what?" 

"Trying." 

Harry smiled, his adorable, dimpled, breath taking smile. I want to trust him, I do, but for now I can't. He will have to work for it. 

"You're welcome. Now what do you say about grabbing some lunch?" 

"I think that's a good idea." I smiled. 

"So you are telling me that you actually did that?" 

"Yeah! Paul still doesn't know it was us!" Harry laughed as he ate his pizza. 

Harry is telling me about the time him and the boys filled Paul's car with balloons. 

"I wish I could do things like that!" I sighed. 

"Why don't you?" 

I thought about this for a minute. "School is more important. I just need to get through this year then I can go to uni!" I smiled. 

"What about that cliche travel the world first?" Harry asked as he sipped his coke. 

"Who would I travel with? Besides, I don't have the money." I shurgged off. 

"Me." 

"You?" I frowned, "Don't you have your, you know, job?" 

"Exactly! Why don't you come on tour with us? We start in July and end in March. It would be perfect!" he smiled. 

"I don't know Harry-" 

"Come on! Wheres the sense of adventure in you?" 

I smiled, thinking it through. It would be perfect, I would get to go everywhere, see countless One Direction concerts and keep in touch with Harry. It's an all around win. The only hard part will be convincing my parents.

"I'm in." I smiled. 

"Really?" 

"Yes, but you have to talk to the boys and management and I have to talk to my parents!"

"Deal!" he smiled, shaking my hands. "Now eat your disgusting pizza!"

"HEY! Hawaiian is great!" 

"Whatever you say Em!" he winked. 

The drive back to Emma's house was probably the funnest car ride I have ever been in. We spent the whole time quizzing each other on music titles and artists and singing. She isn't really as bad at singing as she thinks she is! In fact, I love her voice. She may not be the next Kelly Clarkson or Katy Perry but I think her voice is beautiful!