Her Name is...

Chapter 12

It was a few more days of the same thing. I adjusted to the time difference well enough and began to wake around the same time as the boys. We would all go to Louis and Harry's apartment and eat breakfast, the boys would leave and I would be alone. Sometimes I had shifts, sometimes I just wandered, but they worked ridiculously long days. They would come back, exhausted, sometimes i'd manage to cook a supper and we would eat together, other times they would all eat whatever was fastest and all shut themselves in rooms too tired to interact. It wasn't bad, it just wasn't exactly how I pictured it.

Liam and Louis were currently in an argument and neither one were talking to the other. Zayn was in a pissy mood and had even managed to bring down Niall, and Harry was trying to distance himself from it all.

It just so happened that the two of us were sitting eating a silent supper at a table when Harry finally spoke.

"It's been really weird lately hasn't it" he asked twirling the leftover pasta with his fork. I nodded my head,

"Sorry for dragging you down here, only to have you sit alone most of the time" he added.

"Don't be sorry. Maybe it's not last summer, but it's something. I'd miss you guys too much if I hadn't come over" I replied.

"Management is being super strict with us is all. Everybody is kind of getting fed up with being told what to do all the time". He grabbed his plate and mine and began rinsing them in the sink. So I made my way up behind him and wrapped my arms round his waist pressing my cheek into his shoulder. He audibly sighed, it felt super couplely.

"We should go back to Cheshire, just for a few nights..." I sighed wistfully. Harry spun so his back was pressed into the counter and he faced me.

"We can y'know, we have a show in a few days to keep the interest going, and after that we've all got a few days off" he replied. His hands were wet but I didn't mind as he rested them loosely atop my hips.

"A show?" I asked raising my eyebrows. Nobody had mentioned it in the odd atmosphere today. He nodded biting his lip nervously,

"just some songs we sung on x-factor... it's not like big or anything"

"Harry, you guys are having a show!" I exclaimed pulling him from the counter so we were standing in the center of the kitchen.

"Yeah..." he said not showing the enthusiasm I was. I grabbed him by the hands and jumped up and down excitedly.

"You are having a show! A performance! A-"

"- yes I know!" he cut me off through laughter. "I'm just terribly nervous, we haven't been on a stage in a long time" he said.

"I'm no expert but I've heard that thinking of the audience in their underwear helps" I told him.

"You'll be in the audience" he blurted out turning red at the cheeks, "or I hope you would be".

The smile on my face only grew wider, "of course! I wouldn't miss a One Direction concert! I am your biggest fan you know" I told him.

He laughed pulling me against him and swaying to the silence in the kitchen.

"Harry?" I asked him unable to keep the smile from my face.

"Yes Noah?"

"I'm really happy right now"

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"Put me down you idiot!" I shouted pounding Louis in the back. He had flipped me over his shoulder and was carting me around the dressing room.