It was finally here. Prom night. The end of my high school adventures with the people that mean the most to me, and time for us to head out into the real world.

To be honest, I still don't know if I'm ready for that. The real world.

I liked playing in the dirt and watching cartoons with my five best friends. Not having to think about what I want to do with my life. I still don't know what I want to do. I have perfect grades, money for school, but my grandpa always told me before he died that I should always put myself first and live life to its fullest. Don't rush into things, but if I do, make the best of them. Which was why I was thinking about taking a year off after highschool. Take a year to live my life, school free. I had the five best friends in this world, and I wasn't ready to up and leave them for school.

"JESSICA! GET DOWN HERE, WE'RE WAITING!"

Nothing but the obnoxious voice of Louis Tomlinson. I rolled my eyes and put my spacers back in my ears. Ones to match the dark red dress that clung to my body. I decided to ignore Lou, just to piss him off. That was one thing I was always good at. Pissing the boy off.

I took some extra time on my shoulder length brown hair. I wasn't doing anything fancy with it. Fancy was the complete opposite of me. So leaving it lay straight was perfect for me.

"JESS. IF YOU'RE NOT DOWN HERE IN 2.5 MINUTES, WE'RE GOING TO PROM WITHOUT YOU!" Louis yelled through my house. I could hear my mom and dad laughing at him. Such an impatient guy. He's always been like that. It's why I love him so much, and why he's one of my best friends. He was obnoxious in grade 1 when I met him. It's why we got along so well and instantly became best of friends.

I heard my door slowly open while I was in my bathroom applying the last bit of mascara to my eyelashes. I looked into the mirror to see none other but Harry peek his head around the door. I smiled at him as he became wide eyed.

"Wow Jess.. you look.. y-you look beautiful.." Harry stammered out. I blushed. I never got compliments like that from the five boys I've known for almost my whole life. I was the girl they grew up with that played in the dirt, liked cars, wore tshirts and jeans and always next to no make up. So this was a drastic change for them.

"Thanks Harry. I didn't really put much into this. I wasn't even going to go to prom. But I figure I'd go to keep you five out of trouble." I winked at my best friend.

Harry laughed. "You're coming to the party tonight as well, right?". He had a hopeful look in his eyes.

"Are you crazy? Of course I'm going. I'm not missing a chance to get drunk with five losers I love more than anything!" I exclaimed. Kind of shocked that he'd even ask such a silly question.
Harry ran ahead of me, and went downstairs to calm Lou down. To tell him I was ready and I was on my way downstairs.

I grabbed the few things I needed for the night. Cellphone, purse, flask of vodka, extra make up, just the little things. I made my way downstairs to my living room, where everyone was located, waiting for me to leave.

I walked in and Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall's mouths hit the floor.

"Told you she looked great guys." Harry grinned.

All of the boys were looking amazing. Of course, they had to be different and not go all out on suits. Black skinny jeans, converse sneakers, jackets, white shirts and ties. They all had a different color. Louis was red. So he automatically dibs'd me as his actual date because we matched.

"Baby girl. You look amazing. I'm so proud of you, and everything you've become." My dad said as he hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"C'mon Dad, no speeches like that. You'll make me cry and I can't ruin my make up!" Everyone laughed. They knew I didn't give a shit about my make up being ruined.

"Okay I need pictures!" My mother exclaimed. I groaned. I hate pictures more than anything in this world. And she knew that.

I stood with two boys on each side and Louis crouching in front of me with this two thumbs up. My arms wrapped around the most amazing men in my life. Yeah, they're no longer boys. They're men. And I have to admit that I'm proud to say I've been around the whole time to see them transform into these amazing men.

After a million and one pictures, it was time for us to get the show on the road, and head over to prom. I was dreading it. I hated anything formal.

We all walked outside to see a limo in front of my house.

"A limo guys, really?" I shook my head. Only these idiots would invest in a limo for something as silly as prom.

"Well yeah! We needed to make sure we brought our date to prom in style!" Niall winked at me.
We decided we were going to prom together. I was the lucky girl to not have just one date to prom.. but five. Each guy had many girls ask them to go, but they all shot them down, saying they were either not going, or they were just undecided. Same for me with a few guys. I just shot them down. I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't sure if I was going to prom or not. I was forced here by none other than the best friends. Apparently it wouldn't have been the same without me.

We pulled up to prom. We had drinks on the way there in the limo, so to say we showed up completely sober, was nothing but a lie.

We walked in, and same as the pictures at my house, I had two boys on each side and one posing silly in front. Normally, that would look weird. One girl, five guys. But everyone in our school knew how we were. We did everything together. Nothing would ever separate us. Or so I thought.

I was surprised to see that the prom actually looked amazing, with all of the silver and white, well, everything. The lights looked beautiful, and everyone looked really nice in their dresses and suits.

"Well guys. Now that we've showed up to this shindig together.. I'm going to find myself a lady to dance with!" Zayn winked. Liam, Niall and Louis agreed and ran off to find girls. I had expected Harry to go as well, but he didn't.

"Why aren't you running off to find a girl to dance with as well, Styles?" I asked suspiciously. This wasn't normal for Harry.

"Just figured I'd spend some time with you, that's all." He smiled. "I know you don't like these things, so I wasn't planning on leaving you, considering we forced you here."

"You know, that is why I've always liked you more than the other tools we consider best friends." I laughed.

We made our way over to a deserted table. We sat, and just talked about our lives, and how we couldn't believe we made it this far. We laughed at how I've never had an actual boyfriend because the guys would scare him off. How we've all done some of the most fucked up things in life together. And here we were, on our prom night, still together.

"So, you know how we got signed a few weeks ago, right?" Harry nervously asked.

"Harry, how could I forget? I didn't travel all the way to NYC with you tards for nothing. I still can't believe One Direction got signed. This is huge. You're going to be famous. I know it." I smiled. Because it was true. They were going to be rock stars. I had faith in them. They were an amazing band and amazing people. Getting signed couldn't have happened to better people, in my opinion.

"Yeah well, that's the thing. We got signed. This is huge for us. I mean, it's what we've always wanted. And it kills me to tell you this, but, we got a call last night.." Harry trailed off.

My heart stopped. Did the record label not want them anymore or something?

"We leave in three days for tour." Harry finally got out.

"Tour. Wow." That was all I could say

"Yeah, tour. Which means, in three days, we leave."

"How long is this tour lasting for?"

"5 months.."

My whole world came crashing down. I've never been without my best friends for more than a week. How was I going to manage 5 months? I understood that touring comes with getting signed and being a band, but this soon?

My eyes started to swell up a little. Tears were threatening to fall. But I was way too strong to let that happen.

"5 months. 5 fucking months." I mumbled.

"Yeah. It's a long time. Trust me, we're going to miss you. So much. It kills me to even think about leaving you behind, Jess. It really does." Harry said.

"No, dude, I get it. You gotta do what you gotta do, right? This is a huge break for you guys. It's going to be the worst 5 months of my life, but I'm excited for you. For all of you. You're going to make it big. Just don't forget about me when you're out on the road, meeting new people." I choked out.

Harry got up for his chair and hugged me. I didn't want to leave him go. I only had three days left with my best friends. I wanted to just hug them all forever and never let them go. Harry and I were the closest out of all of us. So him leaving hurt the most. I was going to miss them more than words could describe.

"Hey guys, everyone's moving over to the party. LET'S GO GET DRUNK!" Louis screamed. Making Harry and I break apart and look at him. My eyes were watery.

"HAROLD WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO JESS. WHY DOES SHE LOOK LIKE SHE'S GOING TO CRY!?" Louis yelled in Harry's face. I couldn't help but laugh at how Lou was ready to kill his best friend for thinking he hurt me.

"I told her about the tour, moron." Harry quietly replied.

"Oh. Yeah.. about that, Jess. We're sorry we didn't tell you sooner.. it's just, we only got the call yesterday and - "

I started laughing. "Lou, babe, it's fine. Really, I'm really, really happy for you guys. You all deserve this more than anything. I just hate knowing I'm going to be without you five for 5 months. It's going to suck. We haven't been apart for more than a week since we were in our first joined class. Remember that day when we tried gluing the teachers butt to the seat of her chair, and we just laughed forever, and you said to me, 'you know what Jessica, I don't care if you're a girl, you're my best friend and you will be forever and ever. Now let's go try and glue that kid Harry to his chair', I knew I would never be able to be without you."

Liam, Niall and Zayn joined us, and we all laughed at my story to Louis. We had all went to such a small school with a lot of joined classes so even though we were all different ages, we all grew up together because we had so many joined classes as children since the school just didn't have enough students to make them separate. And I'm so glad it was like that because I wouldn't have met them otherwise.

"I remember how mad my mom was because of all of the glue on my jeans that day" Harry laughed, making us all laugh even harder at the thought of us as children.

Louis stopped laughing, "yeah, I remember Jess. That was the same day you beat up Liam and Niall on the playground for knocking my ice cream out of my hand". His laughing started again.
Liam and Niall didn't laugh. They were embarrassed that a girl kicked their ass.

"Well let's go party. And celebrate not only prom.. but the signing, the tour, and just everything we've become together, yeah?" I said, with a little excitement to stop showing how bummed I was over this news.

"Fucking right! Let's go!" Louis yelled.

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We walked into Bella's house. Bella was the popular kid in school. So she was holding the after prom party.

I wasn't exactly in the party mood, considering I had just been told my best friends were leaving me for a really long period of time. But I had a few drinks to help me put on a face for my boys. I knew that with them, if I was upset, they'd cancel their tour to make me happy. And I wasn't going to let that happen, because I was happy. As long as they were happy, I was as well.
After a few drinks, I was ready to leave. As I said, not exactly in the party mood.

Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam and Zayn were all pretty tipsy

I looked over to see two girls hitting on Harry. He looked over at me and gave me his adorable grin and a wink. Both girls looked in my direction. I turned my head, I didn't want them running around saying Harry wasn't paying attention to them because of me. I walked out to the back of the house. Bella's house was right on the beach, so I decided to just take a walk down to the water to clear my head, and finish my drink.

The air was a little chilly in the late night. The sky was full of stars, and in my hand were my shoes and a bottle of beer. I tossed my head back to look up at the beautiful sky. The stars looks so pretty tonight. Not a cloud in the sky.

"The sky is beautiful, isn't it?"

I jumped. I wasn't expecting anyone to creep up behind me. But I knew that voice anywhere.
"It sure is. Where's the other boys?" I asked.

"Well, believe it or not, they all found girls to run off with. So they're all probably off losing their virginity" Harry laughed. I did too.

I stayed looking up at the stars. "You had two girls all over you in there. Why aren't you off losing yours as well?" I joked.

"They were nasty. And definitely not who I want to lose mine to. I'll lose mine to the girl of my dreams when the time comes." Harry said. And I could tell by his tone, he wasn't kidding.
"What about you.. I saw tons of boys in there hitting on you."

I laughed at Harry. He knew I could never be with a guy. Him and the other four would instantly scare them off.

"There's this little problem there, Harold. I can't have boys interested in me, because as soon as I start to let them in, my retarded best friends tend to scare them off. " I giggled.

I felt Harry's arms wrap around my body. "That is true. It's always been that way. And jesus, Jess, you're freezing."

"The cold feels good though. It's refreshing. And it's helping me take my mind off of other things."

"Understandable, I guess. I've had way too much to drink. And I can tell you have too. Why don't we ditch and walk back to my house?" Harry asked, hopefully.

"I'd love to." I finished off the rest of my beer before throwing the bottle into the grass by the beach.

Harry held his hand out for me to take it, so I wouldn't trip in the dark or anything. His warm hand felt so right in my tiny, cold one. Once we got back inside the house, we said goodbye to a few people, our best friends no where in sight, and we made our way to the front door to start the short walk back to Harry's house.

I sent a text to my parents to let them know where I would be, so they didn't worry.

"Put that phone away, Jess. You're mine for the night, so stop trying to ignore me by texting other boys!" Harry said playfully. I rolled my eyes and turned my phone off.

"Happy, Styles?"

"Very." He smiled.

The whole walk home, Harry held on to my hand as if it was going to be the last time he'd ever get the chance to. And it seemed like it was going to be. I still couldn't believe it. 5 months.
We entered a dark, quiet house. There was a note on the fridge from Harry's parents saying they went out for the night so he could have the house to himself on his prom night. Clearly, Harry's parents thought he was a skank and was going to bring girls back to his house. But he wasn't like that at all.

We made our way up to Harry's room. A room I was oh so familiar with. The six of us had so many sleep overs in this room. So me spending the night was nothing new to the his family. This house was a second home to me. As were the other guys' houses.

Harry was walking around and stripping off his tie as he was pushing things off of his bed to so I could sit down. Once he finally cleared a spot, I sat and took off my shoes which were giving me the worst pains in my heels.

Everything was quiet for a while. Neither Harry or I were talking, which was weird. We never shut up when we're together. It wasn't an awkward silence, but I didn't like it. It meant something was on his mind.

"You know," Harry cleared his throat. "You really did look beautiful tonight, Jess. And I'm not just saying that because you're my best friend. You looks absolutely amazing tonight. No other girl at prom, or the party compared to you."

I blushed. "You looked amazing as well, Harry. I'm proud to say the best looking guy at prom was one of my dates, " We both laughed at that statement. "But don't tell the other guys that. It'll break their hearts." I winked.

Harry shot me his signature grin that always put a smile on my face. He sat next to me on his bed and pulled me into a hug. His scent was over whelming. And I loved it.

"Jess. I know you may think I'm talking crazy because we've both had a lot to drink.. but I'm really glad I ended up back to my house with you, instead of some random girl that means nothing to me."

I just nodded. I was tired and just wanted to sleep.

"Seriously Jess. I wouldn't have wanted to leave with anyone other than you." Harry raised his hand to brush my bangs out of my eyes. He left his hand linger on my cheek.

I looked into his green eyes and I could tell he wasn't lying. He was really close to me physically right now. Closer than he's ever been. I couldn't look away from those beautiful eyes.
Before I knew it, the space between Harry and I was completely closed. And his lips were lightly on mine. His eyes were closed, and after just a little peck on my lips, he pulled away and opened his eyes to look at me.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that." Harry admitted.

My heart was in over drive. My best friend actually just kissed me. And said he's always wanted to do it. What did this mean? Why was it all happening now with tour coming up.
I blushed again, and bit my lip. His lips felt so right against mine. So perfect, and soft. I just wanted to do it again.

I made the move this time and pushed my lips back to his. He didn't object what so ever. We just sat on Harry's bed. A bed that has shared so many different things between us. Popcorn, sleepovers, the time Zayn and I tried to pierce Harry's nipple while he was sleeping and failed because he woke up and nearly killed us, hiding under the bed together while hiding from our other four friends, and now our first kiss between each other.

Harry wasn't the first of the guys I had kissed, either. Niall was convinced he was going to marry me when we were in grade 3, and kissed me. Then when 'boys had cooties'.. Zayn just had to give them to me. But I was only young when those happened, so they didn't really count.
But here I was, sitting in Harry's bed kissing him. Something I secretly wanted to do forever but would never tell a soul that.

Harry made the kiss a little more heated by nibbling on my lower lip, asking for permission. I granted it, and opened my mouth where his tongue slid in and battled mine for dominance.
He slowly moved from my mouth and kissed along my jaw line, then down to my neck. Leaving little marks along the way. Slowly, Harry started to lean over me.

I gave in and let myself fall on his bed. He didn't move his lips from my neck as he continued to kiss and bite me, trying to find my sweet spot which took him no time at all. I let out a quiet moan of approval, which just made him continue sucking on that spot. I wasn't complaining. I loved it.

Harry's hands slowly made their way down my body. He was touching everything inch of me. Slowly, almost as if he wanted to remember every little detail he felt. He moved his lips back to mine and kissed me more passionately than he had in the beginning.

Slowly, he backed away and stared into my eyes for what seemed to be forever.
"I want you, Jess." Harry whispered.

Instead of speaking, I just kissed him, letting him know I was all his, and I wanted him just as bad. He took that as his cue to get things started, because he slowly reached behind me to unzip my dress. As he inched the zipper down my back, I reached for the buttons on his shirt and started undoing them, one by one.

Before I knew it, Harry had my dress off my body, and on the floor of his room, joined by his shirt and tie. I took a second to admire his body. He was perfect. Every single detail about this boy was perfect.

I lay on Harry's bed in just black lace bra and panties, that he was working his way to slowly taking off as well. But before he could attempt to unhook my bra, I reached down and started to unbutton his pants while he continuously sucked on my neck. Once I had the button undone, and the zipper down, Harry kicked off his pants. Letting them join his shirt, and my dress on the floor.

Harry reached behind me once again, and unhooked my bra. For someone that's never done anything sexual with any boy before, I was very comfortable with him. I just felt that I could trust him. I knew he wouldn't judge me at all. He slowly kissed and sucked his way down my chest, once he discarded my bra, taking one of my nipples in his mouth. He was making me feel things I've never felt before.

He was taking his dead time with my body. Almost as if he never wanted this moment to end. Harry slowly kissed his way back up to my mouth, while he slipped his fingers into the waist band of my underwear. He inched my panties down my body until I was no longer wearing an item of clothing under his body.

"Remember when I said you looked beautiful at prom? You look even more beautiful right now babe. You're perfect." Harry said, before leaning down and kissing me again. I returned the kiss, but he backed away again. "I know this is your first time. Hell, it's mine as well. But are you sure you want to do this? I don't want to take something like this from you if you're not sure you want to.."

"Harry, I don't think I'd rather lose it to anyone other than you."

That was all he needed to hear. His lips were back on mine, making everything more heated. He let his hand slowly trail down my body, before grazing his fingers over my sensitive nub. For a boy that didn't have any experience, he was sure as hell doing a good job at making me weak in the knees. He slowly slipped a finger into me. Pumping it in and out, making me quietly moan as he sucked on my neck as well. Stealing the odd kiss.

"I think you're good and ready now. Are you sure baby? I really don't want you to regret this."
Harry questioned again. It was adorable how he was so caring.

"I'm sure. Just, just don't make it hurt."

Harry slipped his boxers off, then reached over to the stand next to his bed. He opened the drawer and grabbed a condom. Once he had the condom on, he just stared at me.
"Would you rather the light on, or off?"

I was slightly confused. Did it really matter? "I don't care. Which ever you want is fine."
He leaned down and kissed me. "I'm keeping it on. I want to be able to look into your eyes, and see that beautiful face the whole time."

I blushed, but nodded. This was happening. I was about to lose my virginity, on prom night. To my best friend.

Harry steadied himself between my legs. He leaned down and kissed me again while he slowly pushed himself into me.

For all of the stories I've heard about sex being ridiculously painful for the first time, I'd have to say I disagree. It might hurt, but Harry was making sure it didn't, just like I had asked him.

He wrapped one arm around my body, the other above my head supporting his weight as he kept a slow, steady pace. I couldn't control the quiet moans I was making. And the ones Harry was making was making me even more turned on than I was in the beginning.

"Are you okay babe? I'm not hurting you, am I?" Harry asked with a worried expression on his face.

"No. Speed up a little." I groaned.

Harry began to pick up the pace. I could feel this odd feeling in the pit of my stomach. One I've never felt before. It was building up. Almost like I was going to explode.

Everything Harry was making me feel was like no other. He sucked on my sweet spot as he pumped into me faster, and harder with each thrust. I wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back because the pleasure he was making me feel was almost too much to handle.

"Fuck. You feel amazing babe. So, so amazing."

"Harry. Oh god. Faster, I'm gonna cum any second now." I panted.

Harry's thrusts got harder and faster and before I knew it, that feeling in the pit of my stomach exploded and all I could feel was pure bliss.

"Oh shit. That was perfect." Harry said as he slowly pulled out and kissed me all over.
I curled up into his blankets while he discarded the condom. Within seconds, he was cuddled into my back. Holding me as close to him as possible.

"Harry?"

"Yeah Jess?"

"Thank you."

"For what babe?"

"For everything. For being my best friend. For being my first. Just, thank you." I said in the sleepy state I was in. Barely able to keep my eyes open, I lay against Harry's chest while he kiss my shoulder. It was a comfortable silence in the room between us as I started to drift off to sleep.

"Hey Haz.. what ever happened to losing it to your dream girl when the time came?" I said without thinking, considering I was almost asleep as I muttered it out.

Before I fell into a complete state of sleep, Harry replied with, "I did lose it to her."

---

I woke up the next morning in the same position I fell asleep in. Cuddled up in Harry's blankets, with him cuddled into my back. I didn't want to move. I knew that I now only had two days left with my best friends and it killed me to think about that.

I replayed last nights events in my head and I blushed uncontrollably when I realized what happened between Harry and I. I slowly made my way out of his arms and off the bed. I quickly grabbed my bra and panties from the floor before going to Harry's dresser and grabbing a pair of his boxers and a tshirt. I ran into his bathroom and turned the shower on. I realized I had no shampoo or body wash to clean myself, so I just used Harry's. It was mens body wash, but it smelled like how Harry always smells, so I was okay with that.

I stood in the shower for 20 minutes, just letting the hot water run over my body. When I was good and ready to get out, I turned the water off and grabbed the towel just outside the shower door, and wrapped it around my body. I dried myself off and slipped on my bra and panties, then Harry's boxers and shirt.

Harry was like a girl, so there was already a hair dryer and brush in his bathroom, so I went ahead and dried my hair while he slept in his room.

When I walked out, Harry was sitting up in his bed. Arms behind his head and leaning against the wall. I tossed my towel on his floor and he opened his arms for me to go over to him. I did as I was basically told. I went over and I let him embrace me. He kissed my forehead, then my cheek, then pecked my lips.

I smiled at him, and stared into his eyes. Eyes that in two days, I would no longer see for almost 6 months. I couldn't believe this was happening.

"So, about last night.." Harry started.

I was expecting the whole, 'I drank a lot, I didn't know what I was doing' speech, but I was shocked when I didn't get that at all.

"Last night was special, Jess. I don't know if you felt it, but I did."

I just stared. I had a feeling of where this was going, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions.
"Everything about last night was perfect, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. You have no idea how long I dreamed of doing that with you. And only you. I honestly never did want anyone else. Which was why last night was perfect for me. I couldn't imagine that happening with anyone else. I can honestly say I love you, babe. I have since you tried gluing me to my chair with the help of your sidekick Louis." He laughed. "I hate that I've waited so long to tell you this. But I love you. I really, really do."

I was shocked. I didn't expect that from him. He stared at me, waiting for an I love you too. And as bad as I wanted to tell him I've wanted this since forever as well, and that I've always been in love with him and only him, their tour was stopping me from doing so.

"Harry.. I, I - "

"You don't feel the same. I knew it." He cut me off.

"No! Harry no. It's not that. It's just. Why now? Why before you guys are getting ready to go on tour? It's bad enough I have to leave you go for five months as it is, but after admitting that to me, I don't think I can do it." I somehow managed to get out, considering I was on the verge of tears.

Harry stared for a moment. He was really thinking hard about something. I looked away.
Everything hit me so hard that if I continued to look at him, I would probably break down.
"Babe, look at me." Harry quietly said as he took my hands in his. I did as I was told, of course. I always listened to him.

"Just tell me how you feel about all of this. Are you willing to have me as your boyfriend. I know I'm fucked up, and clearly I never know how to do things at the right time, but please, just tell me how you feel about all of this."

I took a deep breath. Was now a good time to just let out everything I've been holding back? Why not.

"You know what, Harry. Remember years ago, when Jenna was being the spoiled little bitch she was, and she told me my shoes were ugly and that hers were better, then she pushed me down, and I cried? You went over to her and you told her her face was ugly, and mine was way prettier than hers. You made her cry that day. And you wiped my tears off my face and you said, "Jessie, I'll always protect you. I don't care if it's a girl or a boy. No one will ever hurt you when I'm around. I'll be your superman." I laughed. Harry blushed, grinned and nodded. I knew he remembered it just as clear as I did. "That was the day that I knew I was in love with you. We were 7 years old, Harry. I've never wanted anyone but you since then. Which was why when you douchebags scared off any boy that tried to get close with me, I didn't care. I've always wanted you. Always. But you guys are leaving for tour in just two days. I waited all of these years to have you, and now that I'm given that chance, you're up and leaving. I don't know if I can wait any longer, Haz. I really don't know."

Tears were trying to escape, but I wouldn't break down in front of Harry. Never.

His face lit up, and he grabbed me and crashed his lips to mine. Obviously, I returned the kiss. I wasn't sure that after that little speech if I'd ever get that again. Harry pulled away and I whimpered. I just wanted his lips against mine and to forget all about the tour.

"I'm glad you said that baby. I really am. Because you're not going to have to be without me for another second of your life. I promise." Harry exclaimed.

"Harry. You're going on tour. In two days. Are you retarded or something? How is it possible that I won't ever be without you? If you're thinking about giving up going on tour for me, then I don't even want to be your friend anymore. And I mean that." Where the hell was he going with this shit?

Harry started laughing, then he leaned in and kissed me again.

"You're silly, you know. I'm not giving up the tour, fool."

He now had me confused. I wasn't sure what he was planning. There was no way any of this would be possible.

Harry looked up at me, with the most adorable smile I've ever seen him had upon that perfect face of his, and when he opened his mouth to speak, I couldn't believe the words he spoke.

"I want you to come on tour with me."

Notes

muah xo