Impulse [A Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chapter 25- Gotta Be You

POV Harry

I gently caress Auden's forearm to wake her up. She opens her eyes slowly and smiles sleepily.

"Hi." shes says softly.

"It's time to get up, love." I whisper.

I have a big day today and she is going to have an even longer one. Today is the morning of the VMAs. I have a rehearsal this morning at MSG and I'll be back by 3:00 to get ready.

"Do you have time to get breakfast? There's a cafe around the corner we can go to." she asks.

I check my watch, I have maybe thirty five minutes until I have to meet Paul and the boys in the lobby.

"If we hurry." I tell her.

Auden ties her hair into a messy bun and I throw her the first thing I find, my blue jumper. She slips that on and pulls on soft looking shorts before heading to the bathroom to wash up.

I look at my vibrating phone, it's my mum.

"Morning mum!"

"Hello, Harry! I was able to book you flight darling." she tells me.

"Mum, you really are the best. I can't wait to see you and spend time with everyone." I grin.

"Same here! We are so excited to see you. How's today going? Any word about the award tonight?" she asks.

"No, not yet. I suppose we'll hear about it on the carpet and just see what happens."

"Tell the boys I say good luck! We're all rooting for you!" she gushes.

"Thanks mum. Talk to you later. I love you."

"Love you too." she says.

I hang up and gather my things and Auden and I head out. It's still quite early so there aren't a lot of people roaming the streets. 

I like it. Everything is so calm.

Auden takes a picture of the colourful sky. Even though sunrise was an hour ago, the sky is still quite bright.

We walk into the small cafe, order our drinks, and take a seat a small table in the corner.

"Were you able to reach your mum?" I ask Auden.

I follow her eyes as they look down at the table nervously. So, that is a no.

"I'm sure she's extremely proud of you. I saw the magazine as well. She probably saw it, teared up a bit, but something came up and she never got to call you." I offer.

"Maybe." she sighs.

Think of something happier, think of something happier I instruct myself.

"Good news! Zayn said there's supposed to be quite a few famous artists attending the after party tonight. I don't remember the names he mentioned, but you should definitely talk to them. I bet they'd love to hear what you have to say and see your work." I try.

She perks up immediately. 

"Oh my gosh that's amazing. I'll text Zayn for the list of names later. That's so exciting." she smiles.

"You should take a picture of your drawing of me and show one of them. Maybe one of them that has inspired you in a way. Then they'll be impressed, love your charm, and boom- internship." I exclaim.

"Let's not get too carried away, but I love your excitement." she giggles.

We chat for a little while longer and then we have to leave. We stand up to leave but there's paparazzi crowding the entrance. My cheeks flush red in embarrassment.