Be My Kryptonite.

Give Me One Week

Nicole's POV 

We rushed right back to the venue and they got him ready and rehearsed. One of Liam's friend, Maz, was backstage too but he was going to go sit out and watch it, I decided i'd go with him. "You ready to go out there, there about to go on?" Maz asked. "Yeah, just let me let Harry know." I turned to find Harry. He was getting dressed, he only had his pants on, he was laughing at Zayn doing something stupid. "Hey, I'm going to find my seats with Maz, good luck guys!" He pulled me into a hug and kissed me, "Thanks i'll look for you. I love you." He kissed me again and let go. "I love you too" I waved bye to the boys and headed to my seats with Maz. 

By the time we got to our seats the countdown started. Within 5 seconds they all ran onto the stage. The cheers from the crowd roared through the arena.

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When the show was over, Maz and I made our way through all of the screaming fans. I found Harry with the rest of the boys. "So, how was the show?" He laughed as he hugged me. "It was amazing as always." I gave him a kiss and we headed to the tour bus. 

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I woke up to the sound of rain. Harry's arm was around my waist, just like it was when we fell asleep. He was sound asleep. Today was the day we were going to talk about what we're going to do about us. I honestly don't know what I should do. I know what I want to do, I want to stay with him forever, spend the rest of my life with him, fix all the problems, start a family with him. But I don't know if we can work it out, fix the problems and be able to save this relationship. 

I sat there in deep thought for a while, trying to figure out what to do, what to say. Harry moved a little and slowly woke up. He turned to me and saw I was up, "You're up early" He mumbled in his groggy, morning voice. "Yeah" I looked out the window. "What's wrong?" He sat up and put his hand on my shoulder. "Just thinking" I tried to force a smile on my face but there was no point, he always could tell. "About what?" He rubbed my back. "Nothing" I shrugged. "Nicole?" I turned and faced him. "We can't do this. We can't push this off. We need to talk about us, I can't just pretend you never wrote me that letter and left me. We can't just pretend that everything is perfectly fine.." I cut him off mid sentence, "It's not fine, I'm not pretending that it is, it is just hard to face the truth and pull myself to talk about it, face to face, where I can't just run away. I know we need to talk about it, I just was hoping we would put it off long enough where everything would just work itself out. I just don't want things to change." He was staring straight into my eyes, "Nothing has to change Nicole. It only will if we don't do something to stop it." He pulled me into a hug, "it's just really hard but it won't work itself out and we do need to talk about it, soon. Maybe not right now but later." I wiped away the tear that was on my cheek. "You're right. So lets just talk about this morning. Get it over with and just decide what to do." I got up and headed to the bathroom. I took a quick shower.

I threw on some skinny jeans, a basic t-shirt and my converse. I left my hair wet and just put on some makeup. When I was finally finished, Harry was sitting on the bed, his hair was wet too. He had been done getting ready. He was watching TV, "I was thinking, if you wanted to, we could go grab breakfast and we'll talk then" he asked as he stood up and shut the TV off. "Yeah, that's fine." I grabbed my bag and we headed out the door. 

We went to some local pancake house and got a booth. It was nice and peaceful because no one saw us go there, so there were no screaming or annoying fans. We had ordered and were waiting for our food. "So, I just have one question. Why? Why did you write me the letter?" Harry asked nervously. "Honestly? I just felt like it wasn't working anymore and I just, I don't know. I figured it'd be easier writing it in a letter instead of saying it face to face because I think I would of changed my mind if I saw you." I looked down at the floor. "Okay. Well then are you saying you still mean everything you said in the letter and you think it's best if we just end it? And the only reason you're here right now is because you saw me and changed your mind?" He stared off into space, not wanting to make eye contact with me. Which was unusual and showed he didn't want to be saying it or want to hear my answer because he always looked right into my eyes when he talked. "I don't know. I thought that's what I wanted and then you showed up at my place but that's still what I wanted" I looked at him even though he wasn't looking at me, "but when you got up to leave and you said fine and went to walk out, I don't know, I guess it was the realization of it all. I knew you were leaving for good. I was scared because I don't know what I really want or wanted so I didn't let you leave." I was so confused about everything now, "and well I don't know. I want you more than anything but I just don't know if I can have you." He looked up at me, his eyes were watery, "you can have me, we just need to work at it." I was now looking into his eyes, "how? How are we supposed to work on it when you're on tour for months and always busy recording or on photo shoots or at award shows. I feel like you don't have time for me anymore. I know you love me, I just don't know anymore. Everything's so complicated now." Our food just arrived, Harry started eating and didn't say a word. He cleared his throat, "I do love you Nicole. And I love you enough that I'm going to try to make this work for both of us" he grabbed my hand, "stay with me for another week and at the end of the week if that's what you still want, to go home, to leave and just end this, then that's fine because I will know that I tried all I can to make you stay. Give me one week." He let go of my hand and finished eating. "Okay" I spoke quietly and continued eating. 

When we were done we went back to the hotel and watched TV. It was a bit awkward at first because it's almost like we both knew that this was the last week we'd be together. Harry wasn't being his usual self. "Harry?" I walked over to him on the couch and curlded up next to him, "you know this isn't what I want, right?" He kissed the top of my head, "I know" He smiled down at me, "why don't we go see what everyone's doing, get our mind off of things?" We stood up and went to find the boys.