Jessie’s POV
Me and Lou share a hotel room, but its got two beds. I’m nervously waiting for twelve o’clock to get here. That’s when I got to go to meet Harry in the lobby. Lou’s the only person that I’ve told, but I dunno if Harry’s told any one or not.

“So, Jessie..’’ Lou mumbles as I stare in the mirror at myself. I glance over at her to see what she was doing.

She was looking through her phone before looking up at me. I come out of the bathroom and sit down on the couch beside her.

‘’I bet Harry’s gonna be shocked.’’ Lou says with a smile. I look down at myself as I sit patiently waiting. ‘’I dunno, I mean.. Its not my best.’’ I sigh out, afraid he’ll hate it and I’ll just ruin something that never happened.

‘’No, he’s gonna love it. You look amazing.’’ She says truthfully as she smiles over at me. ‘’Thanks.. I just.. hope everything goes well. I don’t want the world to hate me..’’ I admit. ‘’And by world, you mean the fans.. I know how you feel.’’ She says with a light smile. I nod in response, she does know.

‘’Hey, Jessie.. guess what.’’ Lou mumbles. ‘’What?’’ I ask, curious. ‘’Its 12:01.’’ She smirks gently. ‘’You’re kidding.’’ I whisper as I take out my phone and look at the time. Fuck, she’s right. ‘’Damn it!’’ I say as I stand up and quickly to the elevator, pushing past people getting out of it.

Minutes later, it was now 12:06. I was six minutes late! I promised him exactly 12:00. Ugh. I tap my foot anxiously. Soon, the doors open and I calmly walk out of the elevator looking for Harry. I see him leaning against the counter, his back to me, talking to the guy behind it.

I walk over to him quietly, sneaking up behind him. I grab his waist quickly, ‘’Boo!’’ He jumps before he turns around.

‘’Holy… shit.’’ He sighs, his hand over his heart. ‘’You okay?’’ I ask with a smile. ‘’Yeah, you scared me.’’ He laughs lightly. ‘’Good. I meant to.’’ I say and he rolls his eyes playfully before motioning me to follow him.

‘’So, where are we gonna go?’’ I ask curiously as I walk directly beside him, our hands brushing together, that’s how close we are. I smile inside, just at the touch of his hand. Its all amazing to me. ‘’it’s a surprise..’’ He mumbles, smiling over at me.

“Please tell me.’’ I beg lightly. ‘’No.’’ He laughs to himself as he shakes his head lightly from left to right.

‘’Please.. Harry.’’ I mumble to him. ‘’I said No, Jessie… you’ll just have to wait.’’ He says with a smile as he opens the door for me. I walk out and wait for him to come too.

He stops on the sidewalk, looking from left to right. ‘’If some one sees us.. just.. hide your face.. and stay close to me.’’ He tells me with a sigh. ‘’Okay.’’ I nod a little as we start walking down the side walk.

‘’You look amazing, by the way.’’ He whispers to me. ‘’Thanks..’’ I feel my cheeks turning red. I was blushing like crazy I bet.

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It didn’t take too long before we were at some restaurant. Harry and I go in and the lady seats us after Harry tells her his reservation stuff. He sits beside me in the booth, his move.. not mine.

‘’What can I get you to drink, Mam?’’ a man asks after the lady walks away. ‘’Water.’’ I mumble, I wasn’t really thirsty. ‘’And you, sir?’’ He asks, he has some accent to his voice, its cool really. ‘’Water..’’ Harry says and the man nods before walking off.

‘’Copy cat.’’ I say with a smile. ‘’Oh well.’’ He winks as he looks over at me.

‘’So, tell me Jessie.. how come you’re so beautiful?’’ He asks me, raising his eyebrows. I blush again, crazy red. ‘’I dunno.’’ I smile lightly. “Its incredible to me.’’ He adds, whispering.

I’m quiet and flustered as he stares at me, smirking lightly. ‘’Tell me.. about your life.. your family, Love.’’ Harry says, not a question but a command. I nod gently before beginning to spill my life out to him.

“My dad’s a retired Army Pilot.. my mom’s a nurse.. I have a brother.’’ I mumble, not too sure what to say right now.

‘’You’re nervous, aren’t you?’’ He asks me. I nod, ashamed of myself right now. ‘’Am I too close?’’ He says, moving over in the seat some, away from me.

‘’No.. no.. you’re.. fine.’’ I sigh out, trying to get him not to move away.

‘’You sure?’’ He says. I nod again, hoping he’ll just let it go. ‘’Okay.. well, will it help if I ask you direct questions?’’ He suggests. ‘’Yeah, probably.’’ I mumble. Right before he was about to open his mouth, the guy returns with our waters and sits them down infront of us.

‘’Would you like a little more time?’’ He asks, referring to our order. ‘’Yes, please.’’ Harry nods and the walks off.

Harry looks over at me again, turning his full attention to me. Its making me nervous, but I try not to show it.

‘’Your dad.. he’s was a army pilot. Okay, so what’s his name?’’ Harry asks me. ‘’David.’’ I tell him. ‘’Okay, and your mom’s?’’ He continues on. “Stacey.’’ He nods lightly as he thinks of some more questions for me.

‘’Are they together?’’ He asks. ‘’Sadly, no.’’ I mumble. ‘’Oh, neither are mine.’’ He says, trying to make me feel some what better, I assume.

‘’They’ve been separated for almost ten years.’’ I tell him. ‘’You were only nine? I was only seven.’’ Harry’s smile soon disappears as we talk about these painful things.

‘’Do you know.. why.. they.. did that?’’ I ask him. He shakes his head “no”, ‘’Not really.. I just assume they weren’t happy anymore.. what about you?’’ he mumbles as he stares at his hands. I do the same.

‘’Not exactly. But they fought all the time.. they yelled and screamed at each other.. I always knew my mom was never happy..’’ I tell him.

‘’What did you do when.. they were arguing?’’ Harry asks me, looking over at me for the first time in last few minutes. ‘’Sometimes.. I went to my brother’s room.. others.. I went in my closet.. locked the door.. and just.. cried.’’ I whisper, not able to talk loud about this topic.

“We can.. talk about something else.’’ Harry mumbles to me, his hand touching my knee gently as he probably noticed the one tear trickling down my cheek. I nod gently, silently thanking him for doing this.

‘’Your brother.. What’s his name?’’ He asks me, trying to act like he’s more perked up than he actually is. ‘’Scott.’’ I tell him.

‘’Is he your only sibling?’’ He asks. ‘’I had a sister.. I can hardly remember her. I was about six when she died.. she had.. cancer..’’ I whisper, the heart breaking words are slowly killing the both of us.

‘’That’s.. sad.. how old was she?’’ He says, concerned for me I know, I can just see it. ‘’She was eight.’’ I mumble, my eyes beginning to water.

But some how, I decide to continue on with the conversation.

Notes

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