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"Happiness feels a lot like sorrow," -Happiness by the Fray

Songs for this Chapter:

Nothing by the Script

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The next few weeks or so were basically like clock work.

They consisted of me lying around at Harry's place all day, doing absolutely nothing, and then leaving around 4 to head off to my bartending shift where Harry would pick me up after to take me back to my place. Then in the morning, Harry would pick me up for breakfast, and Id end up back at his house, taking naps or just watching television. Sometimes I'd even take bubble baths in his large jacuzzi tub

By Saturday night of the 5th week of this, I was completely exhausted and found myself half asleep on Harry's leather couch, already, at 3 pm. A pretty normal occurrence for a Saturday evening for me.

"What're you doing love?" Harry laughed as he made his way inside, back from the studio.

Harry was busy this week. The boys were getting ready to finalize their fourth album, and with a tour coming up soon he was working endless hours making sure all of his parts in each song sounded exactly as the producers had wanted.

"Shh you're talking too loud.." I mumbled, readjusting myself and waving him off.

"Tired?" He smiled pushing my messy glob of hair to the side.

"A little bit.." I said, not even bothering to open my eyes.

"Well, I was gonna ask if you wanted to go to dinner with me, but clearly you are pre occupied.."

"No, no, no.." I yawned sitting up and stretching. "I'll go out for dinner, I'm just really tired."

"Well it's kind of an event thing.. Not so much just dinner.." Harry smirked running his hand through his hair.

"An event..?" I tilted my head.

"I thought it'd be a nice idea if you attended this event with me.. We get to go out for a nice meal, get dressed up, it's just sort of like a promotion thing.. All the other lads and their gals will be there."

"Wait," I smiled wide. "I'm your gal?"

"I thought you already knew that?" He planted a kiss on my forehead.

"I mean I thought so, since we've basically been spending every hour of the day together.." I shook my head. "But, you've never asked me properly so I wasn't sure."

"Do I need to get down on one knee and ask you?" Harry laughed kneeling down on the floor.

"Actually yes." I nodded firmly, crossing my arms over my chest. "Shows my dominance over you."

Harry rolled his eyes as he grabbed my hand.

"Cecelia Rae, will you be my girl?"

"Yes. Yes I will." I smiled, kissing him on the lips.

"Good." He smiled standing again. "Now that that's settled, I need to get dressed and I'm assuming you aren't wearing your pajamas.."

I glanced down at my plaid pajama bottoms and tank top.

"Wait," I smirked. "You're telling me I can't wear this to a classy event? This is as classy as I get. Maybe you should've thought about that before you asked me to be your girl just a few moments ago."

"You can take my car and head back to your place to get clothes.." He laughs tossing me his keys.

"Let's hope I don't crash it.." I joked walking towards the front door to grab my boots.

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