Harry’s pov
After Selena fought Jennifer, we got her to leave the house and take everything that belongs to her with her. I told her management will contact her and we’re no longer dating. She actually bought it and took all her stuff and left.
‘Do you still think she’ll come?’ I ask Selena again. Beginning to feel really nervous at the thought of Demi in the audience while I’ll be singing my own song written for her.
‘I don’t know, Harry! I already told you, I don’t know.’ She sighs. ‘I send her texts and tweets, but she didn’t respond.’ I burry my head in my hand. Not crying, I’ve done that the past week. I need to be strong and accept this. Who am I joking, I’m not accepting this! Demi will be mine, we belong together. I also still have no idea why she left. Did she suddenly forgot something and left? Did something bad happen? Did she came to realize she liked me and couldn’t bare to see me with Jennifer? Ha ha. That was funny, why would she like me. I’m her best friend, she sees me as a brother. But then why did she became my girlfriend in the first place. I drift off with the memory in my head.
“ 'Then I went to the management about us and I said I wanted to break up with Ariana and date you. They said it was okay.' I finish the story that I was telling her. I wait for her to response, but she just sits on her bed. Eyes wide and her mouth is open. I give a shy chuckle. She's closes her mouth and snaps back to reality.
'Everything okay?' I ask unsure.
'No.' She answers. 'No, it's not okay. I don't want to deal with you guys anymore, but okay.'
'Okay?!' I say a little excited. She gives me a weird look. I can't describe it, but it's doesn't seem a good look.
'Do you think this is all just a game. 'Cause if you do, you are damn wrong. I'm about to give you guys a second chance!' She screams. I didn't see that one coming.
'You-you want to give us a seconds chance? Like really? And who sais I'm playing a game. I want you to be my girl for real. Not because anyone tells us so. I want to be able to wake up next to you in the morning and see how beautiful you look without make-up or any thing. I want to kiss you every part of the day. Hug you all the time. Make you feel like a beautiful queen, the luckiest and prettiest girl in the world. Takes you out for a fancy dinner. I seriously was thinking I want to marry you. And make you feel happy. And have kinds with you and a nice house. With a big garden and a slide and swings. I want to spent my future with you.' I held her hands in mine and leant in. I just had to kiss her. I don’t really care if she is gonna hate me or slap me I just have to do it. I kissed her, it wasn’t a rough kiss, it was sweet and passionate. She pulled away and whispered in my ear.
‘I want it too.’ ”
‘Harry wake up! The show starts in 2 hours. You need to get ready.’ I hear a girly voice say. I open my eyes and see Lou bowed over me, her hand shaking my shoulder in attempt to wake me up. ‘I have to get you dresses and all in make-up! Get up, lazy ass.’
‘What a great way to wake up a person…’ Sarcasm.
‘Hold your sarcastic sayings, Styles. We need to make you all pretty and stuff in case Demi come.’
‘In case… that’s her song.’ I get up from the oh so comfortable couch. ‘Let’s do this.’ I tell Lou and she nods. It’s show time.. well make-up and hair time.. but you get me anyway.
Demi’s pov
