It's complicated.

Chapter 9

Calling Harry was a mistake. I knew it was but I just couldn't stop myself from dialing his number. Harry was once a close friend from the past. We always had a connection but never pursued it because we couldn't. After I had broken up with Richard I had let Harry know that I was single and that if he was ever in town to call me. He said he was going to be on tour for about 6 months so he wouldn't come back to the states for 6 months. Still I told him to call me if he was in town.
He had called me last week telling me he was in town. We had made plans to get coffee but I had to reschedule because of reshoots. I texted him today asking if he wanted to meet up. He replied back in 5 mins saying if I wanted to go get drinks. I told him yes and made plans to go out tomorrow night.
Time jump: tomorrow night
I met up with Harry at a local bar. A bar that I knew we would not get recognized. We did not need the paparazzi to see us together. Once I saw harry my day had become better. We hugged each other and caught up on our life's. I had opened up and told him everything that was happening with Richard and Tom. Harry has told me that he wasn't seeing anyone. We had both been drinking but not excessively. After a while I ask if he wants to b
head back to my apartment to have a bite to eat. He accepts the offer.
Back at y/n's apartment
We had ordered take-out and were eating in the living room floor watching our favorite movie, 'silence of the lambs'. Once the movie ended I was cleaning up and harry came over to and started washing the dishes. Once we finished we sat on the couch and started talking. We made eye contact and Harry leaned in for the kiss. I kissed him back and we started making out. Next thing I knew we had ended up on my bedroom.