Description - you, Harry and a bunch of others are going out to a club for a night out before their OTRA tour.
(mentions of knife violence and verbal assault - please don't read if it's too much xx)
Tomorrow was the big day for the lads. They were starting their OTRA tour.
You were so excited for them to be performing again, as you knew it was the thing that brought them most joy in their job. You knew Harry was so ready to get performing again but he tried to play it cool in front of you, because he didn't want to keep reminding you that he was going to be gone for months on end.
To celebrate their last night of freedom Lou had organised for a group of you to go out to a club. You were hesitant of the idea at first because you weren't that much of a drinker, but Harry kept begging for you to come out with him. All you really wanted was a nice, quiet night in with your boyfriend before he left you. You hated to be seen as needy or clingy though, so you agreed to go out with the rest of them.
All through your life you'd never been a party-goer, and sometimes it was hard to keep up with the lifestyle that Harry had let you in on. He never forced you anywhere, but you could tell that it always got to him when you weren't with him.
It was 7pm and you were getting ready for your night out. Harry was coming to pick you up in half an hour. You were currently staying at your parents house due to the rent being too much at your, now previous, flat. Harry kept offering to pay for it but you didn't want to be seen as dependant on someone else. And also you and Harry hadn't really talked about moving in with each other yet.
Of course you'd love to move in with Harry, but you didn't know where he stood on the idea. You would love to believe that he is welcoming of the idea, but you were too nervous to raise the proposition just in case he rejected the idea.
You'd put on a short, silky, rose coloured dress and paired it with some black platform heels. The colour of the dress complimenting the colour of your eyes perfectly. You put on all your accessories and got out your clutch and black cardigan, so when Harry arrived you were ready to go. You heard the doorbell ring as you were touching up your makeup and trying to get your hair to stay straight, because your hair had a mind of it's own and often made you look like Hagrid.
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Your mum opened the door to see Harry standing there. He was wearing black skinny jeans, his infamous brown boots and a white shirt. He had left the top few buttons undone though so you could see his tanned chest. Your mum invited him and gave him a hug.
"Harry! How are you doing my love?!" Your mum loved Harry due to him always being kind and making you happy. Your dad then appeared around the corner.
"You alright son?" He went over to shake Harry's hand firmly. He also gave him a manly pat on the back. Your dad and Harry got along perfectly fine and it was a pleasure to watch. Your previous boyfriends never got the pat on their backs from your dad, so Harry must be doing something right.
