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Hey Jude I & II

Let's Get Wet



It’s been over two weeks and I’m dog-tired, yet that doesn’t even begin to describe it. I crave naps in the middle of the day, but it never happens; I want to spend more time with Harry, but we are both ridiculously tied-up, not to mention the cameras documenting his every move. They no longer faze me, still I’m not comfortable with the constant pictures of us blasted in the magazines, and they’re beginning to irritate me. As well as my parents.

Just the other day, my dad called and scolded me over the phone regarding a blurry picture going around on the internet, soon appearing on Entertainment News about a couple that looked like Harry and I on a balcony doing more than gazing at the stars. Of course I knew better than to acknowledge that it was indeed us, or I would have gladly asked him to dig my grave so that I might fly down and jump in head first. Or better yet, I’ll drown in the Atlantic.

This phone call was much better than the last. I had been tanning throughout the morning while Harry and the rest of the guys did one last radio show here in Brazil, on their last concert day. I had called to wish my mom a Happy Mother’s Day and see if she had gotten the flowers and gifts Harry had helped me pick out for her. She was overjoyed though I could tell she missed me terribly; she didn’t have to say it.

She did however share that she had another doctor’s appointment on Monday, but refused to give any further details. She said that nothing was certain and therefore didn’t want to cause alarm. As if that would ease my conscience; I’m now racking my brain thinking of the possible reasons for her secrecy. I couldn’t get anything out of my dad either.

I slip my phone back into the beach bag as I sit up to reapply sunblock, there’s no sense in becoming a prune after achieving such a desired tan. Diving back into my laptop to finish my personal blog entry, I sigh in disbelief that we’re leaving South America tomorrow. Time has literally slipped between my fingers. Each place I’ve visited thus far is more breath-taking than the last. Though one thing remains the same . . . the fans. The fact that they fill each and every one of those stadium seats, not forgetting the people waiting and listening outside on the streets; it’s unheard of.

Grateful for this break while Troy and the rest of the band sleep in, I reminisce on the past couple of days. It’s no wonder I miss Harry even when we sleep in the same bed every night; I’m with this band for the majority of the day. If it’s not broadcasting a quick Vlog with one or all members, I’m either updating all their social networks or adding another descriptive post of their tour life. Shelly has even given me further tasks on minor video edits, something I dreaded from the very beginning but can’t escape from.

Harry on the other hand, when he has his limited free time, I’m drowning up to my eyelids in work and deadlines. I still encourage him to go on his little excursions with his mates and hope to hear about it by the end of the day. Sometimes that doesn’t always play out as he trains late at night in the gym, no matter what hotel we’re at. Then there’s everything else; writing for their next album, press conferences, talk shows and music channels with special performances of their current single Strong. We both yearn for this upcoming break.

One thing that has remained intact is our love for each other. On those nights when I doze off next to my laptop and Harry gets back from his workout drenched in sweat, he still wakes me up. Sloppy kisses and a wet face nudge me till I realize he’s back. He’ll laugh and drag my body out of bed to shower with him. Even if I’m slow and whiny, he’ll begin to undress me until I cooperate. We’ve become quite fond of having sex in the shower, it’s quick and clean. Then by the time we’re spooning in bed, it’s only a matter of minutes before we’re fast asleep.

Another thing that he does, which he and I only know about, is his sign letter J during the concert. He makes me guess which ballad he does it in, motioning an exaggerated J with his pinky followed by him throwing a kiss in the air. Except yesterday he surprised me by doing both things while grabbing his crotch. I blushed so hard and screamed with the rest of the roaring girls, looking forward to that move again in the privacy of our hotel room, or shower.

While our love continues strong, I’m afraid others have faltered. Liam and Sophia have broken up, but after a heavy conversation over the phone, my heart shatters for her. She assumed things that I knew were true because I had seen them with my own eyes, yet out of respect for Liam I kept silent. I blame Billy for the split. He’s been nothing but a bad influence for Liam, betting and claiming girls left and right as though they were marking little Indians on their forearms. Liam coveted the freedom his new best friend had and now that he has it, I hope he’s restless every night until he realizes his great loss.

Zac and Kaycee seem to be going down the same road. Troy thinks Zac will never break up because he’s afraid of what it will do to the band’s image. While Kaycee might be too stubborn to admit that she’s afraid of being alone or seeing him happier with someone else. These are only conclusions but who knows what’s really going on.

I will boast on this breakthrough; no matter how awkward things have been between Kaycee and I, her anger, or whatever it was, is finally dying down. Just yesterday, as the madness proceeded in the dressing room close to game time, Harry was picking his shirt off the rack while having his arm around my waist. Only minutes to spare I had to take advantage of our closeness before running to my seat. I kissed his shoulder and laid my head there for another moment as he flung around his shirt, swinging it so that it would whip my bum. It came time to letting him go, he fetched his boots and I turned to see Kaycee staring hard.

Maybe she didn’t realize it but when I walked slowly to leave the room, I gave her a kind smile, and to my surprise she repaid me the same genuine expression. At first I couldn’t believe it, I expected her to turn her head immediately, or throw me a scowl. I reacted by sticking out my thumb and saying good luck. Then nearly bumped into a chair when her smile grew and she replied “thanks”.

A familiar jingle echoes in my bag and I see my love’s name on the screen.

“Hey you, when are you coming to join me? I’m turning extra crispy here,” I titter.

“Hmmm, okay,” I hear a weak laugh. “Listen babe, I’m afraid we have to go straight to sound check from here, so I won’t be able to see ya till then.”

“Ugggh, you’re kidding! Oh well then, I’ll just go to our room and pack our things.”

“Only if you stop poutin'.”

“I’m not pouting.”

“Well that’s not smilin’.”

“How would you know if I’m-“ I search around desperately. “Where are you?”

“I told you, I’m on my way to the stadium.”

“Alright. For a second there . . . I thought . . . never mind. I will see you later then, and I’m smiling now.”

“I know.”

The phone clicks before I have a chance to answer back. Of course he knows, he reads my gestures over the phone like a pro. I glance at my screen once more before putting everything away. Then I take a moment to smile once again at the thought of Harry. Feeling an odd pull in the air, I look up and bang my fists against my thighs at the sight of the prankster. There in his white swim trunks Harry grins like a sly wolf and throws his towel over the shoulder as he approaches my lawn chair.

“Care for a dip, my lady?” He laughs. “Come, let’s get wet.”








Notes

A/N: Chapter Playlist

"Fader" -The Temper Trap

"Mind Over Matter" -Young the Giant



Sorry if it appears as a filler chapter, it wasn't my intention. I still hope you liked it :)

Muuuuuuuaaahhh! Thank you all you gorgeous readers and new ones. It's lovely to meet and know you all. Big hugs for the votes as well. I'll be updating Next Monday. Ciao!

Comments

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6/15/16

48 Is really kinky......but im still readidng it

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6/15/16

ok so chapter 35 tells me how to cup nuts...ok

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6/14/16

woow not even half of the book and there already fucking!! chapter 6 and 5 are the reason i don't have a boyfriend :(

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6/14/16

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5/3/16