suprises and songs (chapter24)

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You’re going to be our opening act

 

Harry’s words spun around in my head, recalling what he had told me only as matter of seconds ago.

“But..” I tried to come up with a protest in my head, but none came to mind. Then the most obvious argument popped into my head. “You haven’t even heard me sing?” It came out more like a question than a statement, but it works either way, I suppose.

Simon chuckles, clearly finding it funny and amusing watching my confused-self trying to put the pieces together and find out how on earth I could be their opening act without Simon or Emily (the boys’ manager) hearing me sing before. I really don’t understand how this could be happening.

“Cassie,” Harry laughs a bit. “You know the day you helped me write What Makes you Beautiful?” He asks. I recalled the memory in my head; it was the day I noticed Harry wasn’t a cocky-spoilt pop-star, but he was actually just a loving normal teenage boy living his dream.

“Yes” I say, sounding impatient, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that, just really wanna know what he has to say.

“Well, when me and you were singing it to the boys, I got Liam to record it. And he sent it to Simon for the song to be checked, but he fell in love with your voice as well...”

“And now he wants to sign you and doll you up for our tour” Louis finishes Harry’s sentence a grin clear on his face.

“I would love to have you as part of my team Cassie. I have the forms here, all you need to do is sign them and you’re in” Simon says, pulling out a stack out white sheets and a shiny black pen.

“Um..” I hesitate, thinking this through in my head. Maybe it would be a good idea. I mean, in the back of my head, I have always pondered on the idea to ask my father to sing me to his record label, but I ended up going against the idea and thinking Photography will get me far enough. But now I have my chance, my chance to do what I want, to be what I want. Plus, I would be going on tour with them anyways – as Harry’s promise to keep us all safe­ – I might as well make myself useful.

“Okay, sure”

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“When do we leave?” Sophia asks, taking off her shoes along with Olivia.

I have just told them that we are going on tour with the boys for a while, they are completely ecstatic and can’t wait to leave.

“In a week” I tell them, placing the grocery bags onto the bench in the kitchen, beginning to take the items of delicious food out and away into the cupboards they belong in. Only to be interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing out around the house.

I open the door to reveal a smiley curly-haired boy, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets. Oh how I missed even opening the door to see his beautiful face. It feels so weird. I rarely opened the door for the past two weeks, and when I did it was for Eden or the post man or something. So it was rather strange opening it again to see Harry. And I know, yous probably thinking I’m insane for saying I miss opening the door to him, but it happened a lot, and then for it to just stop was annoying. But, it’s my fault. And it’s back now anyway.

“UNCLE HARRY!” Olivia shouts from behind me, already running up the hallway and pushing past me, jumping into Harry’s arms, his own arms immediately wrapping around the small body that is clinging on to him.

“Hey kiddo” Harry chuckles, setting the blonde-haired down and giving Sophia a hug as well. I roll my eyes as the two of them drag Harry, a hand each, away from the front door and into the living room, rambling on something about Daisy. I, on the other hand, make my way back to the kitchen and finish up putting away the shopping.

I soon feel two strong arms snaking themselves around my waist, along with Harrys hot breath tickling my neck as he places light, soft kisses on it.

“Told you things would work out” Harry whispers in my ear. I turn my body around to face him and place my hands on his chest; between that and his arms, you can tell he has been working out.

“We have a slight problem though” I say, bringing one hand up and brushing Harry’s curls of his face and out of his eyes, revealing the teenage skin that gets hidden underneath make-up and all the editing skills they use. In my opinion, all five of them have naturally beautiful skin and shouldn’t need to wear any of the products that they do have to. Harry’s spots are one of the many things that I love about him, and I’m sure the fans love it too. After all, they do say that they want to want to see ‘The real one direction’ meaning that they should see all five natural faces that to me and many others is just as, if not more, beautiful than the edited version of them.

“What’s that then love?” He asks, his face scrunched up in the adorable manner it does when Harry gets confused.

“I don’t have any songs” I laugh, “And how am I meant to open for yous with no songs?”

Harry lets out a sigh of relief and he face relaxes back into the normal perfectness that usually is his face again.

“I thought it was something bad! That’s actually one of the reason I’m here, Simon wants me to help you write some” He smiles at me.

“And the other” I raise my eyes brow at the green-eyed boy in front of me, slowly making me melt into him and his eyes. That is one of the very few things I dislike about him; once I look into those big green eyes, all thoughts leave my mind and I forget what I was going to say to him.

“Because I wanted to see you” He chuckles, placing a light peck on my lips before grabbing my hand and leading me into the dining room, lifting a notepad and pens on his way. On our way in, I stick my head in to check the girls. Sophia is asleep and Olivia is watching the television and petting Daisy.

And that, my friends, is how I spent three full days – writing songs. Harry helped once he was finished with their tour rehearsals, and Ed Sheeran ever came over to mine with Harry one of the days and helped me write a full song which I know already that it is going to be a hit on its own.

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LOVE YOU.

-Sophie.

 

 

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