Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 17

Stacey drove to the nearest mall from the venue. “We’ll pick out a ton of clothes. I talked to management and they decided to give you $5,000 dollars and also a complete makeover from head to toe but I denied the makeover. You are perfect just the way you are. You don’t need to look like a Barbie to be seen with Harry. He already thinks you’re perfect. You can buy whatever you want and I’ll help you pick the best clothes for you that will compliment your body but we do need to buy  you a few dresses just in case we’ve been invited to a party. I know we have the Kids Choice Awards coming up soon and the boys have been asked to perform there. So you’re definitely going to that, but someone will come over to give you a dress to wear. You’re not allowed to buy a dress for these kind of events. Your stylist comes to the house to prepare you and all this stuff.” she said. Stacey parked the car and got out. Cristina followed her in, trying not to fall from her wedge heels. She was walking better but was still having some trouble. 

“How do girls even walk in these things,” she asked, laughing, looking down at her feet. She walked through the door, into the mall. “Let’s go to Forever 21 first! I love their clothes!” she said. She led Stacey to Forever 21. She walked into the store and saw the lacey, pastel colored shirts and ran to them. She then saw a pastel pink pleated sleeveless shirt and grabbed it. “I have to have this.” she said, grabbing it off the rack. Cristina spent the next 3 hours with Stacey buying clothes. They went to Levi’s, H&M, Macy’s, Delia’s, Agaci, and to every store that sold clothes. They walked back to the car with bags of clothes and shoes and make up. They put all the bags in the trunk, the back, and even some on Cristina’s lap when she sat down in the passenger’s side. They drove back to the venue and brought in all the bags to Cristina’s own room in backstage, and grabbed the suit cases that she had bought before they went shopping. 

“How come I have so many suit cases?” Cristina asked.

“Pft, you don’t want to see the suit cases for the girls when they’re on tour. Trust me you have nothing.” she said, laughing. She started taking out the clothes from the bags and removing the price tags and stickers on the clothing and folded it neatly into the suitcase. “You’ll be needing your own suitcase for the shoes by the way.” she sighed. “Guys have it so much easier than girls,” she added before laughing. Cristina nodded in agreement and helped Stacey take off all the tags and stickers. She finally got to the bag that had her make up. 

“Hey, Cristine just go off with the boys. I’ll take care of the make up, okay,” Stacey said. 

Cristina shrugged, “Alright,” she got up and walked over across the hall. She knocked on the door, even though it was already open, to see if she had permission to come in. 

“Come in,” she heard Niall say. She walked in, smiling. Harry was the first one to reach her and plant a kiss on her lips. 

“Hi, beautiful,” he said after he kissed her, their lips inches apart from each other.

“Hiya, handsome,” she said, blushing. She kissed him again before grabbing his hand and walking towards the couch to sit down. “So what did you guys do while I was on my 3 hour shopping spree,” she asked. She placed her hands down on Harry’s lap, holding his hands. 

“Oh, well,” Louis said, distracted from playing video games. 

“We did some warming up, sound testing, and costume changes.” Niall finished for him.

Liam and Zayn were on the other side of the room whispering to each other.

Harry turned his head, putting his lips to Cristina’s head. He kissed the side of her head and kissed her ever so gently down to her jawline. 

“Harry,” she said laughing, pulling away gently. “Come on now, not in front of your mates.” she poked at his nose and kissed his cheek. 

“Let’s go for a walk,” Harry said, and got up, still holding onto Cristina’s hand and walked out of the room. He walked towards the stage and grabbed two microphones that were on the tables. “Here,” he said, turning on the mic before handing it to her. 

“What are we doing,” she asked. 

“We’re going to sing,” he said with a smile. 

“Oh no, Harry.” she said. “I don’t want you to use your voice before the first performance of your tour.”

He shook his head. “Cris, I want to do this.” he said, still smiling at her.

“Well, alright,” she said. She walked across the stage looking at Harry. Harry looking back at her, he kept smiling. She smiled back at him and then looked out to the empty auditorium. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “All those days watching the windows, all those years outside looking in…” she kept singing and once the male part was coming in, Harry started to sing. She turned to look at Harry, smiling and trying not to laugh. She walked towards him as he started to walk towards her. They met in the middle, singing to each other, looking into each others eyes. She tried her best not to look away and laugh at herself for singing such a silly song with Harry. The backstage crew heard them singing and decided to go along with the song. The house lights went off and a spot light was shining just on them. The blue, red, and purple lights where shining towards the stage to put a love, romantic effect on the stage. A fog machine started going on and went all around the stage. As soon as they finished, they were both smiling, lost in each other’s eyes. Harry placed his hand on her cheek and leaned in, kissing her slowly and deeply. Cristina kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. She got on the tips of her toes, deepening the kiss and then pulled away, biting her lip. She looked into those green eyes of his and smiled. 

“That was magical,” she whispered. He nodded in agreement and placed a gentler, loving kiss on her lips. 

“You were wonderful, Cris.” he whispered. He leaned his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. She closed her eyes with him, breathing in each other’s scent, taking in each other’s presence. She took a deep breath before pulling away. 

“C’mon rockstar. People are going to come soon and Big Time Rush is supposed to be performing first.” she said, she grabbed his hand and walked backstage. She walked down the stairs, holding on to Harry’s hand. She lost her balance a bit walking down the stairs from the heels but Harry caught her in time. She laughed at herself. “These shoes and my balance. I will die with these.” she said. She stood back up, walking towards the boys room. Harry laughed a little and rubbed Cristina’s hand with his thumb. He looked at her, smiling. Singing that song with her made him realize what a light she is in his world. She made him laugh. She made him smile. She made him happy. She was turning into his world being everything for her. He loved seeing that smile on her face and when she looked at the ground he never wanted her to look down. He loved looking into her brown eyes like he could never get tired of them. He loved the smell of her. The smell of her hair, her skin, her aroma. He loved everything about her. 

“Cris,” he said, stopping right before they got in the room.

“Yes, Ha-” she said turning around to face him, not able to finish her sentence. She felt a pair of lips smash onto hers. Harry placed his hands on her cheeks, feeling a tension in the kiss. A loving, passionate tension. Harry pushed her gently against the wall, placing soft, tense kisses on her lips. Cristina kissed him, biting his lip gently. She ran her hands down his sides and up through the curls of his hair. She pulled leaving a trail of kisses down to his neck. 

“Harold,” she whispered, pulling away. “You need to control yourself.” she giggled a little.

Harry smirked and kissed her lips one more time. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered back. Cristina gave Harry an eskimo kiss and then grabbed his hand, lacing them, and walked into the room. 

“Did you guys have a good sex,” Zayn asked rudely. 

Cristina rolled her eyes. “Use your imagination, Zayn.” she responded. 

Harry laughed, “Ha, I love you, Cris.” 

Louis, Niall, and Liam laughed as well. Zayn rolled his eyes and paid attention to his phone till it was time to go on stage. 

“Break a leg, Harry. I’ll be right off stage watching.” she said. She kissed him quickly before the boys were sent to go on stage. Cristina stood off stage, watching them.