Prejudice (h.s) [UNEDITED]

seventy seven : "last one."

It was the last night, the last show in Harry's world tour. It was to be held in his hometown, and to be attended by his family, his friends and all the people dear to him.

He wants this night to be as special as possible, he wants something different. He was feeling more nervous than usual, he doesn't know if it's because his family and friends were showing up or it's because he was wishing silently for something to happen, something good.

He looked in the mirror one last time and laced the anchor necklace around his neck, smiling to himself the moment it dangled down his chest.

The necklace made him feel proud, it was somehow an unsaid message to everyone that he was hers and she was his. That thought never failed to make Harry feel giddy, it still sends butterflies to his stomach when he realizes he is in fact in a relationship with an amazing girl. The necklace was just a small part of how much they loved each other, a brief story of an amazing book they wrote together— he finds himself chuckling at how many emotions rushed to him just by wearing the jewelry.

He sighs deeply, calming himself down as he prepared himself for the show.

Normally, the performer's guests would be seated on the VIP section, but his mother made the special request to have them seated near the front since she wants to get the 'full experience' according to her. Harry allowed that, of course, he can't say no to his mom.

His suit was perfectly ironed to a T, it was in a dark tone; almost like navy blue. It complimented the bright green hues of his eyes, it would be a lie if he said he didn't think he looked good. That was a tad bit narcissistic on his part, but it is true.

The opening riffs of Kiwi echoed inside the huge stadium, adrenaline started pumping through his veins as he held his guitar tight. He strutted towards the front and center of the stage and stood in front of the microphone, smirking so widely towards the adoring fans who were screaming their souls out.

Even though the show just began, he already knows this night is going to be amazing.

———

It was so loud, it felt like the entire room was suffocatingly small and the walls were shaking, Harry held onto the mic as he smiles towards the crowd. All of their voices drowning his as they all came to express their happiness and contentment with the last night of the tour.

"Now, I would like to express my gratitude to every single one of you here tonight. Thank you for choosing to spend your evening here, with me and with all these beautiful people in the audience." The crowd immediately boomed cheers and screams as he began his speech, the night was slowly nearing its end, and Harry could honestly say, that this show was one of the loudest he's ever been in.

His smile exuded the aura of extreme appreciation and joy as he continued speaking. "I know for a fact that this year has been a roller-coaster ride, sometimes high, sometimes low. I was blessed with countless of amazing opportunities, I got the chance to act again, I spent time with family..." he trails off for a while, his eyes searching for the hazel orbs that he could never seem to forget. "... I also found love."

"There have been some shortcomings as well, a lot of shitty things went down. But I am so grateful, that you all stayed here by my side and supported me through it all. I will never be where I'm at now if it wasn't for all of you, so thank you." He got a bit emotional, he tried to bite back the tears that were threatening to pour out from his eyes.

He clutched onto the neck of his acoustic guitar and smiled. "For the last song, I would like to take this opportunity to say that this is for someone very special to me. She makes me extremely happy and makes me feel special, she's kind and beautiful, she goes along with my family quite well. I was lucky to have her in my life, even luckier that I was granted the chance to call her mine. She knows who she is, and I think you do too. Everyone, this is Sweet Creature."