“What’s going on Spencer?” Niall asked from across me in the booth.

He had wrangled up a security team to take us to McDonalds. I wanted to go on our own but apparently that wasn’t an option, there were too many fans in the area.

“Nothing’s going on Niall.” I rolled my eyes, taking another bite of my second hamburger.

“Spencer, come on. You can talk to me.” He gave me a serious look.

“Yes, because talking and being alone with you leads to anything good.” I giggled.

“God, eat more.” He shook his head. “But seriously, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong!”

“You showed up on the other side of the world from where you live, hammered out of you mind and verbally attacked Luke.”

“He had it coming.” I said in between bites. “That kids a fuck.”

“Spencer, you can’t do that.” Niall gave me another concerned face.

I sighed loudly, wrapping up whatever was left of my burger and stood up. I pitched my trash and left the building. I dodged the cameras and fans and jumped into the car that brought us here. I leaned up against the window as I waited for Niall to catch up.

“You can’t just do that!” he huffed as he slid in next to me.

“I just did.”

“Spencer, you need to calm down. You’re going to get yourself into trouble.” He placed a hand on my shoulder. “I know that’s not what you want to hear and I know that you think you’re able to handle everything on your own, but sometimes we lose our way. If you want to talk to someone about losing it, talk to Zayn, you know he’s been there.”

“And so have I, Niall! You know that!” I rolled my eyes. “I was just nervous that Harry was going to break up with me.”

“And why in blazing hell would he do that?!”

“Because I cheated on him with Luke! I cheated on him with you! And I cheated on him with Zac!” I yelled.

“You only really cheated on him with me.” Niall chuckled. “But I get your point. You know Harry is madly in love with ya! There’s literally no one on this planet that he wants to spend the rest of his life with.”

“I know but I’m just so scared this time I’ve messed up to big to fix.” I felt tears start to form, but I wasn’t letting them fall.

“You might not know this, but Harry talked to me about the situation. Usually he goes to Louis, and he did this time but he wasn’t happy with the advice he gave him. Harry and I talked for a bit about everything. He said you guys left on a sloppy note but everything was okay. He isn’t going to end anything. He loves you and you love him. You just need to relax.”

“Thanks Niall.” I smiled over at him. “Thank you for everything.”

I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling a comforting arm wrap around shoulders.

“You two will work it out, let’s just get back so you can finally talk. You need it.” Nialls smile spread from ear to ear.

“I do, thank for the burgers too.”

“You know I’d never pass up a trip for food!”

“I wonder how you aren’t like 300 pounds some days.” I giggled.

“I workout.” He wiggled his eyebrows.

“I hate you.” I rolled my eyes.

We spent the rest of the car ride in a comfortable silence. I was glad I had someone like Niall to confide in. I really needed his little pep talk today. Now I just needed to get back and see Harry. I missed him so much.




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“So you sober up yet?” Louis asked as Niall and I walked down the corridor towards him.

“Yes, I’m fine.” I laughed. “Sorry about earlier.”

“Love, it happens to all of us. At least the paparazzi weren’t there to witness it.” he chuckled slinging an arm around me. “Ready to see lover boy?”

“Yes I am, but is Luke around? I think I owe him an apology.” I hung my head low.

“Yeah, he’s probably in the dressing room getting ready.”

Louis led me into the room where I saw Luke and Calum laughing about something on his phone. Louis cleared his throat gaining their attention.

“Mates, I’ll see you later. We’re two doors down when you’re down Spence.” Louis smiled at me backing out of the room.

“Uh, Calum?” he nodded. “Can I have a minute with Luke…alone?”

He nodded again, leaving. I turned my attention back to Luke, who looked less than pleased to see me.

“Hey. I just wanted to say I’m sorry for flipping out earlier.” I sighed. “I know it’s not your fault.”

“It’s okay, I didn’t realize how drunk you were to be honest.” He broke into a small smile.

“I know things have sucked between us since the Grammys and I want that to change. I miss having someone outside of One Direction to call when Harry’s being a twat.” I chuckled.

“Let’s put this behind us then. We know it was both of our fault. I miss my friend too.” he said standing up, coming over to me. “Truce?”

“Truce.” I smiled, accepting his open arms for a hug. “But can I ask you something?”

“Yeah, what’s up?” he said, pulling out of the hug.

“Are you seeing Ella? I mean I don’t care if you are, Rachel just mentioned something earlier at the airport and I was just curious.” I shrugged.

“Nah, I went out with her once before we left for tour and I realized she was only after me to get back at you. I was mad at you, but not mad enough to help ruin your relationship. Which I’m pretty sure she’s trying to do.” He added.

“I know, I should apologize to Rachel.” I sighed.

“Go find Harry first.” Luke wiggled his eyebrows. “I know he’s been missing you. He hasn’t shut the fuck up about you coming since we started.”

“Thanks Luke, I’ll see you later.” I smiled, exiting the room and headed towards the door Louis told me to go to.

I opened the door to find an almost pitch black room. There was a faint light on in the back corner.

“Hello?” I asked, stepping in completely.

“Hello.” I heard the voice I missed so much reply instantly.

“Harry, hi.” I said again as he wrapped his arms around me. “I was expecting the boys to be here.”

“Why, do you want them here?” he raised an eyebrow.

“That depends on what you have in store.” I smiled.

He kicked the door shut with one foot and started to back me up with the other.

“Now, the real deal might have to wait until after tonight’s show, buuuuutttt I think we have a few hours before I need to be ready.” He whispered before his lips crashed to mine.

His hands gripped my sides and pulled me as close as possible. He moved his lips from my mouth to my neck leaving a small trail down to the top of my shirt.

“Harry.” I said, I wanted to get it on with my handsome boyfriend who I hadn’t seen in a while but we needed to talk first.

“What, babe?” he asked, not stopping the assault on my neck.

“We have to talk.” I sighed.

“You don’t want to…?” he trailed, pulling back to look at me.

“No, I do. I’ve missed you so much but we just need to talk.” I laced my fingers with his.

“You’re right, we do. We left on a shit note.” He nodded, leading me towards one of the couches in the room. “So where do we start?”

“I want to start by saying I’m a complete and total moron and I love you so much. I’m so sorry for what I did. I was so wrong and I have no idea how you can even forgive me.”

“Because I love you.” he shrugged like it was nothing. “I’m sorry too. I never let you talk and I always over react.”

“I was so worried I was going to come out here and you were going to break up with me!” I shared my fear.

“Baby, it’s going to take a lot more to get me to break up with you.” he chuckled.

“There’s something I need to tell you. Well a few things actually.”

“Okay, I’m all ears.” He kissed my nose.

“Good news or bad news first?” I chuckled nervously.

“Bad news, let’s start with the bad news.”

“I’ve started taking Xanax again.” I lowered my head. “It’s nowhere near as bad as it was before, but it’s happening. I’m taking the prescribed dose and following the schedule. I’ve only taken more one time.”

“As long as you’re sure you’re ready to do this, then I’m fine with it. But the second you feel like you’re about to spiral out of control, you tell me. Okay?”

“I promise.” I nodded. “Ready for the good news?”

“I’m always ready babe.” He smiled over at me.

“I’m moving on from Igor.” I said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well he feels like I’m at a place in my work where I can branch out. On my own.” I couldn’t remove the smile I had plastered on my face. “I’m going to start my own business. I’m becoming my own designer. I don’t have to design for someone else anymore! And the best part is, Igor is helping me get on my feet.”

“What...you’re going to start your own line and business?” he looked confused.

“YES! I get to open my own office and hire my own employees! I’m doing it!”

“Oh my god. My fiancée is going to be more famous than I am! You’re going to land huge clients! So many already love the work you’ve done for Igor, and now it’s going to have your name on it! I am so proud of you babe!” he leaned in pulling me in for the biggest hug I’ve ever received. “I’m so happy!”

Somewhere in the huge hug, I got drug onto his lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled down at him. I let my legs fall on either side of his legs. I locked my fingers together behind his head and leaned down.

“Are you okay with this? I’ll have to work a lot more now.” I asked.

“Am I okay with this?! Yes! You’re going to be fantastic. I have a serious question though.” He looked up.

“Yes, what is it?”

“When do you plan on doing this?”

“I’ll probably be ready to go in less than a year.” I smiled.

“So you’re still going to be McMichael?” he asked.

“Yeah, unless we get married before then.” I shrugged. “Why?”

“Well I guess I just wanted to know if you were going to start the line as Spencer McMichael or Spencer Styles. That’s all.” he shrugged.

If I were to be honest, I hadn’t even thought about that. If I started the line as my maiden name, I’d have to keep going with my maiden name, if I started it was Styles, I would be stuck with Styles if something were to ever go wrong with our relationship. Once I established a name, I was stuck with it.

“I hadn’t thought about that. I don’t know.” I answered.

“I’m not pushing you into doing it as Styles, but I think it sound pretty cool.” He chuckled.

“It does have a swanky ring to it. Hottest trends and styles by Spencer Styles.” I giggled.

“Are you going to even take my last name?” he asked with huge puppy dog eyes.

“I want to, yes.” I smiled.

“Spencer Delaney Styles.”

“Harold Edward Styles.” I mocked.

“Together we’ll be Mr. and Mrs. Harold Styles.” He smiled up at me. “I like that.”

“I love you.” I smirked.

“I’m in love with you.”

He planted his mouth to mine again, giving me butterflies. It was insane that he still gave me this giddy feeling all over again every time he kissed me. I couldn’t be happier with how everything turned out today. It may have started out rough, but everything eventually falls into place.

Notes

A filler, I'm sorry.

Enjoy xx