Real

"Come on Harry!" I grab his hand and impatiently pull him into the elevator of our hotel.

He chuckles at my eagerness. "What's the rush?"

"I have something to show you!" I say excitedly. I press the elevator button that says 3 and the doors close. When they open again I pull Harry out of the elevator.

"Close your eyes." I instruct him. He does as he's told and I grab his hand. I unlock our room and pull him inside.

"Can I open them yet?" He asks impatiently.

"No!" I tell him and let go of his hand. I rush over to the corner of the room and grab the painting I made him. I hold it in front of me and stand in front of him.

"Ok. Open your eyes."



》Harry's Pov 《


I open my eyes and see Ari smiling from ear to ear with a painted canvas in her hands. I take a closer look at the canvas. Its an oil painting of me and on stage with a microphone in hand.

The focus of the picture is me, but you can ser the crowds of fans and The rest of the guys in the background. It's literally perfect.

"Ari, this is amazing." I smile and take the canvas from her.

Her smile gets even bigger, if that's even possible. "You really think so?" She asks.

I nod my head and run my hand over the painting. "I can't believe you painted this. It's so beautiful."

She blushes and looks at the ground. "Thanks."




***(Two weeks later)***



"It's so good to be back!" Ari shouts getting off the plane. The tour has taken us to California Where she's from. I laugh at her and she sticks her tongue out.

We've gotten a lot closer these past few weeks. We're nicer to each other, laugh more, and over all, we just have a lot more fun.

"California girls we're undeniable daisy dukes bikinis on top. Sunkissed skin so hot we'll melt your popsicle." Ari starts singing California Girls by Katy Perry as we make our way through the airport.

I cover my ears with my hands to tease her. "Ari! Stop singing! You're making my ears bleed!"

She playfully hits me in the arm and starts to sing louder. "You can travel the world but nothing comes close to the girl in curls once you party with us you'll be falling in love-"

I cover her mouth with my hand. "Stop! You're killing me!" I tease.

She grabs my hand off and laughs. I laugh with her.

"Hurry up you two!" Louis shouts at us. Everyone else has gotten ahead of us. Ari and I run to catch up with them, still laughing.



***


"Let's go dance!" Ari begs, pulling me towards the dance floor. We're at a club in Los Angeles for a break from work.

"Ari, I don't want to dance." I pout, taking a sip of my drink.

"Please?" She begs again.

I shake my head.

"Pretty pretty please with cherries on top?" Sh continues. I can tell she isn't going to stop until I go dance with her, so i finally agree.

"Fine, but just one dance. "

She smiles brightly, which makes me smile. "Thank you!" She shrieks and pulls me onto the dance floor.

I end up dancing for a few songs, but decide I'm done. "I'm gonna go sit back down Ari." I tell her.

She makes a pouty face. "Ok." I leave and sit back down in my seat, where I can see her.

Louis joins her and they start doing random crazy dances. It's kind of funny to watch, considering they're both pretty bad dancers. I go to refill my drink. When I sit back down I can't see Ari anymore. I look around, searching for her. I can't find her.

I decide to get up and go look for her. I see Louis so I go to ask him where she went.

He shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know."

I leave him to find her. I look around the dance floor but can't seem to find her. Maybe she went back to my seat looking for me. I go back to where I was sitting, but I can't find her there either.

I start getting nervous.don't know why. She could be anywhere. She's probably just in the bathroom or something. But I can't shake the feeling that somethings wrong. I continue to search for her.

I look everywhere. I asked everyone, but no one has seen her. I walk out the front doors of the club, to get some fresh air and think straight. It's too loud and crowded in there too think clearly about where she could have gone.

I sit on the curb and take a few deep breaths. 'She's ok' I tell my self. 'She's fine.' But I can't get myself to believe it. Something is wrong and I know it.

That's when I hear her scream. "Harry!!!"

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