"It's ok dad." I hug him.

Currently we are sitting at the hotel having breakfast, today I am not so hungry so I'm pecking.

All of a sudden a tornado of paparazzi swoon the hotel lobby. Cameras flashing, yelling. Then they arrive. It is Kendall Jenner, wait doesn't Harry know her quite well? Speaking of where is he?

He excused himself from the table a while ago.

God she is gorgeous, thin, tall, beautiful. She removes her sunglasses then I see Harry coming down the stairs I smile and wave him over. He walks straight past Kendall hmm weird. Sitting down at the table I beam.

"So how would you feel to come see me at the Today show in New York?" He asks me. I am speechless.


"Really, how?" I smile. "I have my ways." I giggle and hug him. "Thank you, thank you."

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I finished getting changed

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Harry has some meetings today so we will probably see him later tonight. Apparently he has a surprise, gahh can seven come quicker.


"Let's go." My dad says and we leave our room.



"Hey." Harry smiles.

"Take my driver for the day he will take you anywhere." He kindly offers. "Are you sure?"
"Absolutely." He winks and I blush. "See you later beautiful." He kisses my cheek. And I almost pass out yet again.

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We stroll the boulevard on this sunny day, we visited Rodeo Drive and Melrose Avenue. It is such a complete world here I could get used to it. The days activities are taking it's toll so we call it.
Driving back to the hotel Harry's driver is so nice I feel bad in a sense he has just driven all day. I know it's his job but still I feel a sense I am taking advantage.

Its is five in the afternoon, another couple and I see Harry again. God what has become of me? I have my headphones in listening to Harry's album. I can't wait to see him in New York in a couple days time.

Finally we reach back to the hotel and I opt for a nap before I can get ready. falling asleep is easy.


I finish my minimal makeup and finally I am ready. Dad decided he was too tired to come out so it's just Harry and I.

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It is only 6.45pm, but I make my way to his room anyway. I hope I look ok, he didn't really tell me a dress code.

I knock on his door and wait.

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Harry's POV:

"Dianna are you ok? You've been in there for a while." I knock on the bathroom door and I am officially worried.


"All good." Her tone is shaky, has she been crying? Did I do something wrong?

"Ok take your time" I worry.


I sit on the bed and wait for her.


Dianna's POV:

I barge into the bathroom on the verge of tears. I open the faucet and let the water run so he won't hear my sobs. I crouch down and cry. Am I even allowed to feel this way? To I have a right or am I being over dramatic? I quickly stand up and feel sick in the basin. I used my palm that carrying water and drink a little gargling it out.


"Dianna are you ok? You've been in there for a while." I hear him behind the door. I want to punch him so no I'm not ok. But I bury any feelings.

"All good." I croak.


"Ok take your time"He replies.

After cleaning up my makeup and get some mouth cleanser I keep a mini bottle in my bag and gargle it. I apply a little perfume I also keep and hope to god I don't look like anything I feel.


I step out of the bathroom and see him sitting there. "You ok?" He asks and I nod.

"Are you sure. Maybe we should cancel?"

"No, no. All good now."

He will not see me break.

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We arrive to some underground bar that is confined and a small stage we sit in front of.

"Welcome to Karaoke." He announces. KARAOKE? I gape what makes him think I can sing, or even have the confidence to do it? I begin to sweat.


Wow people are really good singers and others are drunk and entertaining.


I snap out of my gaze from earlier events. I am still so riled up from it. We have hardly exchanged a word all evening. "Ready?" He breaks the silence.


"Huh. whoa whoa I thought we were watching people not doing it." My heart rate increases.
"Come on Dianna." He nudges me, ok he is really annoying the shit out of me tonight.


Something new crashes me and I stand and head on the stage.

I tell the band behind the song I want to sing and they arrange. "GO DIANNA!" Harry yells but my poker face remains.

Ok Di you got this, you have fought an illness all your life shortly harmless karaoke will be walk in the park.

I blink and grab a hold of the mic resting on the stand. And begin.




When you hold me in the street and you kiss me on the dance floor
I wish that it could be like that
Why can't it be like that
'Cause I'm yours

I sing, well attempt to sing.


We keep behind closed doors
Every time I see you, I die a little more
Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls
It'll never be enough



Ok are people cheering for me? I look at Harry and he is swaying and smiling, oh god if he only knew.



It's obvious you're meant for me
Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly
Every second, every thought, I'm in so deep
But I'll never show it on my face


But we know this.
We got a love that is homeless



Why can't you hold me in the street?
Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?
I wish that it could be like that
Why can't we be like that?
'Cause I'm yours


I am actually enjoying this. I grip the microphone tighter and enjoy this moment.

And nobody knows I'm in love with someone's baby

I emphasis these lyrics.


I don't wanna hide us away
Tell the world about the love we're making
I'm living for that day
Someday

Why can't I hold you in the street?
Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?
I wish that we could be like that
Why can't we be like that?
'Cause I'm yours, I'm yours


I open my eyes and people are standing and cheering. I take a deep breath.

"Thank you." I say into the microphone and grin.

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