From The Dining Table [H.S]

Chapter 48:

Despite us being in a fight, Nikki did amazing. I knew she knew I was up at this private box but she specifically didn't look up here at all. She wouldn't have been able to see me though, the windows were so tinted.

After many fans cleared out, only a few remained and hung around, waiting for the traffic to get out. I was leaded by a couple security guards to the door we came out of a couple hours earlier.

We walked back the same way from before and lead farther down the hall. We stop at a door with a laminated sign that said "Nikki" on it.

"She's in there" says one of the guys. I nod and take a deep breath, opening the door.

I look around the room and she actually isn't in there. I figure she's doing something important so I walk in and close the door behind me.

"Where is he?!" I hear her say annoyed and she comes out another door, which must lead to the bathroom because she was wrapped up in a towel.

She gasps seeing me standing there, "Fuck, Harry" she says rubbing her head, obviously scared by me awkwardly standing here.

"Where's who?" I ask, curiously.

She furrows her eyebrows at me, "You" she says shaking her head and grabbing her clothes before walking back into the bathroom. Was she planning on changing in there? I don't know why she is scared to change in front of me.

"Well I'm here" I tell her. She doesn't reply but I hear her moving around I the bathroom, putting on clothes.

Any other day I'd go in there. I don't know to do what but I'd go in. But at the moment, I think it'd be stupid to do something like that.

She walks out, dressed in leggings and a tee shirt, "Yeah I see that" she says, continuing the conversation, "Why'd you not come when security was walking you here originally?"

I shrug, "I already told you I didn't want you to know I was here" I say for a second time.

"Yeah but obviously I knew, Harry" she says falling backwards on the sofa and laying across it, specifically so I didn't get a place to sit. So I just stood where i was.

"Yeah but I just wanted you to have a good show and not worry about me" I say softly.

She chuckles, "You don't think I'm professional enough to not let my work life intertwine with my love life" she says, shaking her head.

"No, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that..." I trail off, unsure of where that was going.

She slowly nods her head, "Yup just like I thought" she says and then sits up, "Why are you here?"

"Because I wanted to surprise you and just say I'm so sorry" I say, moving to sit next to her.

"Well you'll be surprised to know I was going to accept whatever apology you had today if you just came to see me before the show" she says.

I close my eyes and sigh. She's right. I should've just went to see her instead of doing my own stupid thing.

"And also, you really tried to make things right by posting that picture of us?" she says all of a sudden angry, "How the hell am I supposed to forgive you! We agreed we'd wait for a couple weeks!"

I shake my head, "No, that wasn't me, Nikki I swear" I say, "I literally just found out about that today."

She shakes her head, "Then who the hell got a hold of those pictures and posted it? I didn't even get any of them!" she says, standing up and looking down on me.

"No, I didn't either! That's a different story, Nikki. They probably sent the pictures to my management and not us" I explain.

"Then why didn't my manager get the pictures too?"