Real

Chapter 30

Harry's POV

I was in my hotel room lying on my bed. I was trying to sleep after a day full of meetings, rehearsals and interviews. But I couldn't. 

I've been having some troubles sleeping. It seemed I couldn't sleep. It had been like this for a few days and I honestly didn't know why. Normally, I would just go partying with the lads or some friends I had here in LA but I just didn't feel like it. I ended up going to bed at 3 am and then I wake up at 5 or maybe 6 am and go jogging.

I loved coming to LA, I always had a great time. I even stayed longer than I was supposed to. But something was different this time. Something was missing.

I grabbed my phone and got caught up on my lock screen. Those kind almond shaped brown eyes looking right back at me. That beautiful sweet smile framed by those irresistible kissable lips.

Belle.

In the picture she was laughing and her cheeks were a little pink. I remembered very well when I took this picture. It was at her birthday party. The night when we first kissed.

Shit. How I missed those lips. How I missed holding her in my arms. How I missed her.

It had been almost a week since we had gone to LA. We talked almost everyday; the last time we talked was on Wednesday on Skype. That was 2 days ago. Since then we have been texting, both of us have been busy, Belle with Uni and me with interviews, TV appearances, etc. And time zones didn't help either. 

Sigh.

I couldn't sleep. I needed to hear her voice. In London it was 7:00 am. Friday. She had to go to Uni but she didn't have classes until 11:00 am, she must be sleeping.

Without even thinking, my finger clicked her name and I could hear the ringing sound on the line. I hope she's awake. If not-

"Hello?" I heard Belle's sleepy voice on the other side of the line.

"Belle." A smile grew wider on my face. I felt goosebumps on my skin.

"Harry!" Judging for her surprised and happiness in her voice, I could tell that when she picked up the phone she hadn't looked at the caller ID.

"Hello beautiful. How are you?"

"Sleepy." She said laughing. 

"I woke you up, didn't I?" I said, regretting that I have called her that early.

"No." She said with a groggy voice.

I laughed. She was a terrible liar. "Smurf."

"Ok, maybe you did. But I don't care. I'm glad you called me."

"I've missed you."

"I've missed you." She said. "A lot."

I felt as my inside burnt. I was eager to be with her. But I couldn't. It hadn't even been a week and I missed her like mad. I felt as if a part of me was missing.

And it was official. I was becoming the cheesiest person in the world.

But that was how love is, isn't it? 

I smiled to myself thinking about it.

"How's everything back home?" I asked. I wanted to know whether Belle had been doing well since I left. Maybe Gemma had visited her and they had gone out. 

"All good." The tone in her voice didn't seem hesitant. "I've been busy with Uni but when I had free time Gemma invited me to go out with her and stuff. Now she's in Cheshire so I have focused more on the assignments and exams that are coming up. She went back like 3 days ago." Belle let out a deep sigh. "I'm not going to lie. I've been trying to have my mind busy hoping that time goes faster. It's kinda working but-" A paused. She didn't want to talk about it. "How are you, curly chops?" 

"Well, I had an exhausting day and it's midnight and I can't sleep." I said. "I didn’t know what to do and I thought of you." I confessed. "I thought that maybe if I talked with you, I could be able to sleep. I needed to hear your voice."

There was no sound once I said that. Belle didn't say anything. Shit. Maybe I shouldn't have said that. Maybe I freaked her out because I sounded too dependent? Was I suffocating her? What if-

"You want to make 'Midnight Memories' then?" There was a cheeky tone in her voice. But soon it disappeared and was replaced with a laughter. "See what I did there?" I could tell how proud she was about her joke. She was such a dork.

I brust into laughter. "That was worst than my knock knock jokes." 

"No way!" I could imagine her acting all offended and putting her hand on her chest. "There's nothing worst than your knock knock jokes."

"You just don't want to accept the truth."

"Yeah sure." She said. "Whatever you say, Styles."

"Don't roll your eyes at me."

"What?" Belle asked shocked. "How did you-"

"Surprised?" I said, pleased with myself. "I know you too well, smurf."

Belle's POV

How I've missed talking with Harry. I knew it had been only 2 days since we skyped and we had been texting since then, but it wasn't the same. By just hearing his voice my day got better. 

It was 8:33 am. We had been talking for an hour and a half. I still felt a little sleepy but I couldn't fell asleep again. Not yet at least. Not until I made sure Harry was sleepy and could rest.

Knowing he had called me because he needed to hear my voice because he couldn't sleep made my heart flattered. Did this mean these days we couldn't speak, Harry had had troubles sleeping?

I know his schedule could be exhausting. I just hope he was sleeping the right amount of hours and didn't overtax himself too much. I didn't want him to get sick or something.

"You still go jogging really early?" I asked him.

"Yes." He said. "Why are you asking?"

"Because if you are, you have to sleep the right amount of hours, Harry." I scolded him. "If you're having troubles sleeping you can't go at 5 am to go jogging." I let out a deep sigh. "Don't push yourself that much, Harry. Please take care."

This week away from Harry really made me think about what was going on between us, the feelings I had towards him. The fact that I had told him ‘I love you’, even though he couldn’t hear me. Those three words lingered dangerously on the tip of my tongue every time we spoke. 

As we were falling asleep talking on the phone, I couldn't help but nervously whispering, "I think I'm falling in love with you."

"I think I'm already there." Harry said.