In between

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"Thank you New York! You were amazing tonight, I love you all!" I hear Harry shouting to the mic as I wait him backstage.

He walks towards me with proud smile wiping sweat from his face.

"Hey" I kiss him

"It's only been two weeks of the tour and I miss you so much already everytime I don't see you." I mumble pouting and pull away from him but not letting go of his hand.

"I know love, I have missed you too."

"The tour is so long.."

"It's only six months, why don't you come with me?" He asks

"You know I can't do that.."

"Why not? I'm serious Brie, you haven't heard from that job.. have you?"

"Well no but.."

"So is that a yes?" He lifts his eyebrow

"This is crazy Harry.." I shake my head

"C'mon! It will be so much fun!"

"Okay, why the fuck not!" I smile in disbelief of the fact that I might actually do that.

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Later that night I'm at my house trying to decide what I'm gonna need to pack.

I mean I'm gonna have to pack like everything I own..

I shove stuff inside my not-so-big suitcase and struggle to hold it down trying to zip it.

"You need help with that?" Harry laughs watching me sit on the suitcase.

"No- uhm.. I'm.. good.." I pant.

"There! I'm all done!" I smile at him and feel butterflies,

Traveling the world had always been my dream, but now it was actually happening I couldn't believe that.

I wasn't sure about the tour schedule but I knew that for like next few weeks we would be going by bus. Witch was another exciting thing for me, tourbus.

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The bus had big picture of Harry on it and the letters HARRY STYLES as if someone wouldn't know who he was.

The moment we stepped out of my house I saw flashing lights, fucking paparazzis never left the poor boy alone.

From when me and Harry started dating I got a lot of hate, since I was just some nobody girl from New York, but I got used to it I guess, besides I knew that Harry knew that I wasn't with him for money or fame, I actually genuinely love him.. wow I'm cheesy sometimes.

The tourbus was bigger inside that it looked from outside, I looked around in amazement and Harry pointed at a bunk where I would be sleeping that was above his.

He also showed the kitchen slash living room type of space and the bathroom.

I laid down on the bunk, I hadn't realized how tired I had been before now.

"Can you sing to me?" I asked and Harry and he picked up a guitar

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me..

I smile at him and close my eyes

..But bear this in mind it was just ment to be..

..and I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks and it all makes sense to me..

His voice starts to sound blurry and I find my self falling asleep to his calming notes.

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AN:
hey this was really short chapter the next ones will be longer,

this is not about the Harry's actual tour it's fictional tour so don't come at me if somethings are off lol

Hope you liked this and please vote and comment! :)

- S