It’d been two months since Harry and I signed for the house, we had shortly purchased all our furniture and all that was left to do when we got back was unpack! It was a stressful process, picking a house, but now that we found one, everything else was a breeze. I joined the tour as their photography back in April and I was having the time of life, I was touring the world with 4 of my best friends and my boyfriend. What could be any better than this?

Tonight was our last night in Pittsburgh and then we were on our way to Canada for some shows. This morning I joined Niall and Harry for a run around the arena and afterwards the boys were whisked away for interviews. I took some time to hang out with Eleanor, since she was visiting, and we walked around the town until we both decided to go watch the boys do their interviews. We walked into the room and quickly took a seat so we could watch the boys, and I walked in at the perfect time too.

“So, Harry. You and Abby, you two are getting pretty serious aren’t you?” The interviewer asked and I saw Harry blush.

“I’d like to think we are,” he said as he quickly looked at me and smiled.

“You two moved in together back in April, right?”

“Well, we bought a house together in April. But she moved out of her flat and into my place in February, made things easier,” Harry added and you could tell he wanted to change the topic.

“Will we be hearing any wedding bells soon?” She, the interviewer, asked him. I choked on my saliva, and saw Harry had an identical reaction.

“Uh, not any time soon,” Harry, cautiously, said as he looked at me to see if he said the right thing, I gave him a thumbs up.

“But you’re in love?” She pressed, trying to get more information out of him. Harry let a deep sigh out before answering her.

“Yes, we’re young. But we are head over heels for one another,” he said and when he looked at me I blew him a kiss. The interviewer finally changed the topic and started talking about the boys’ next album and if we will be hearing any of it anytime soon. The boys did 3 more, quick, interviews before they were done for the day. Harry sauntered over to where I was sitting and took a seat on my lap.

“Yes?” I asked him as I laced my fingers with his.

“What do you want to do? We’ve got an hour until sound check,” he said while playing with my braid.

“I could go for a nap,” I told him while I rested my head on his shoulder.

“Me too. We ran forever this morning and I didn’t have time to relax afterwards. Let’s go,” Harry said as he stood up and pulled me with him. We ran off to their tour bus where we squeezed into Harry’s bunk and took a nap.

After our nap we went to their sound check where I took plenty of photos of the fans and the boys on stage interacting. Then we went to the meet and greet where I took more photos of the boys goofing around with their fans. I got asked numerous questions about Harry and all his weird habits; I’d just taken a photo of the boys with a group of teenage girls when I felt someone tap my lower back. I turned around and saw a little girl, maybe six years old, looking at me nervously.

“Can I help you, sweetie?” I asked her as I bent down to her level.

“You’re Abby right? Harry’s girlfriend?” She asked and I nodded my head. “I think you’re really pretty.”

“Thank you, you’re really pretty too. I like your dress,” I told her as I looked at her dress that was a navy blue with a star on the front.

“Thanks, my grandma made it for me!” She exclaimed.

“You should have her make me one!” I told her with a smile on my face.

“She can’t do that!” The little girl giggled. “She doesn’t make big kid clothes.”

“Oh well, of course. How silly of me,” I told her. “What’s your name?”

“Samantha,” she said as she showed me her purse that had her name embroidered on it.

“Are you waiting to take a photo with the boys?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I hope I get to before they leave!” She exclaimed with a sad expression.

“I think I can pull a few things. I’m pretty friendly with one of them,” I teased her and she laughed at me. “Do you have a favorite?” I asked.

“I like Harry! He’s so funny and I like all his pretty doodles on him. Do you think he’d let me draw a doodle on him?” She asked and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I think he might, you never know,” I told her.

“Which one is your favorite?” She asked me with a smile on her face.

“They’re all my favorite, just in different situations.”

“Like?” She pressed.

“Well, Harry is very sweet and we are like two peas in a pod, I’d do anything for him. Niall, now Niall if I’m ever hungry or bored, I go to him. Zayn I like to go to when I feel like having a bunch of smart chats with someone he’s very smart. When I feel like getting in trouble and playing some pranks, Louis is my go to guy. And Liam, Liam I go to when I need advice because he is the sensible one of the group,” I told her and she nodded her head along to my words the entire time.

“That’s so cool!” Samantha said with happiness in her eyes.

“She does love us all, guys!” Niall exclaimed and when I turned around, all the members of One Direction were staring at us with smiles on their faces.

“Who is this little cutie?” Harry asked as he picked Samantha up.

“I’m Samantha,” she shyly said.

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Sammie. Is it okay if I call you, Sammie?” Harry asked and Sammie giggled while nodding her head.

“Zayn?” Sammie said.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He replied to her with a smile on his face as he took her from Harry’s arms.

“Do you prefer dogs or cats? And do you think aliens exist?” Sammie asked him and we all laughed.

“Dogs! And I’d like to think they exist, don’t you?” He asked her while placing a kiss on her cheek. The boys passed her down the line and had individual conversations with her and at the end I took a photo of them, where Sammie was standing, tall and proud as all the boys got down on one knee acting as if they were proposing to her. The rest of the meet and greet went by smoothly and afterwards Harry and I decided we’d go walk around Pittsburgh before the show.

We shopped at a few stores, and had a small collection of bags in our hands when Harry pulled me into a restaurant.

“I’m starving, babe,” Harry said as we sat down and he looked at a menu. I glanced at my watch before replying to him.

“You can’t eat now, Harry. You’ll get sick.”

“No I won’t, babe. I’ll be fine, I promise,” he said as he got a waiter’s attention and ordered his food. I rolled my eyes and ordered a salad.

“If you get sick, don’t come crying to me,” I told him as I took a sip of my water.

“I won’t get sick, I’ve done it numerous times,” he shrugged it off. “You were really cute with that little girl today,” Harry said as he smiled at me with his chin resting in his hand.

“You were too,” I told him with a matching smile.

“You’ll make a great mum to our children,” Harry said as he grabbed my hand that was resting on top of the table and began tracing the lines on my palm with his index finger.

“You’ll be a fantastic dad to them,” I told him and he shifted his attention from my palm to my eyes.

“You think?” He asked me and I nodded my head. “Even though I’ll constantly be travelling?”

“Of course, Harry. We have our first kid together, it won’t stop the Skype sessions, the face time calls or the visits,” I reassured him.

“I can’t wait to have a kid with you,” Harry said, and I couldn’t quite read the look on his face, but I didn’t question it. A few minutes later and our food arrived, we ate our meal with minimal silence and when we finished we saw it was time to get Harry back to the arena so he could perform. We rushed back where Harry quickly changed and grabbed his mic before joining the boys at side stage. I grabbed my camera and went down in front of the stage as the intro for the tour played.

The boys had just started singing their cover of ‘Teenage Dirtbag’ when you saw Harry clutch his stomach, and immediately you knew what was going to happen next. Harry caught your gaze and you simply smirked at him and he pouted at you, but before he quit pouting you quickly snapped a photo of him.

“After the song,” I mouthed at him while pointing to the stage exit by the stairs. Harry nodded his head and continued singing. As soon as the song ended I ran backstage and grabbed a Gatorade from the catering table before going to Harry’s aide right by the stage exit. He barely made it two feet when he started throwing his dinner up and I pushed through Paul and the rest of the crew to, soothingly, rub Harry’s back. I pushed his short curls off his forehead before placing a kiss to the back of his head.

“Harry?” I said and he looked at me waiting for me to go on. “Take some sips of the Gatorade, its yellow, your favorite,” I told him while I took the cap off and slowly brought it to his mouth. He took a few more sips before bending over and dry heaving. The rest of the boys sang ‘Rock Me’ without Harry and he spent the entire song throwing up and dry heaving. I whispered sweet nothing’s to him to help encourage him to stop.

“How do you feel?” I asked as he stood upright.

“Better now that I threw up,” he said as he took the Gatorade from my hand and took a few more swigs. Paul brought Harry his toothbrush and toothpaste along with a bottle of water so he could brush his teeth before going back on stage.

“Ready to go back out there?” I said to him and he nodded at me before pressing a kiss to my forehead.

“You’re the best, you know that right?” He said to me and I nodded my head. He was about to run back on stage but before I let him I grabbed his arm. “What babe?” He asked.

“I told you so,” I smirked at him before going back down to the front of the stage to continue taking photos.

The rest of the concert Harry kept looking at me with a funny look on his face, like he was deep in thought, but I quickly brushed it off and continued to take photos.

Notes

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