Journals

Harry's POV

I lean against the wall with Caroline and Lou. They giggle as I tap my foot impatiently. They'll never understand my concern for her. Anything could happen when I'm gonee which is why I got Duchess. We're going to take care of her. If any hurts her, then he we failed. Right now, I just want to be with her. I'm not going to see her for a few months. We're going to finish touring before finishing an album, interviews, and awards. We hardly have time for ourselves. It's only natural I want to be with her before she leaves.

I guess I am lucky though. Eleanor has to meet Louis to contour to her college life and Perrie has a busy schedule like ours due to Little Mix which makes it more difficult to see Zayn. Dakota, however, still doesn't know what to do yet. I would love if she pursued writing. It'd put me at ease knowing she was doing something other than spending time in the house.

"So Harry," Caroline smiles, "How far have you and Dakota..."

I widen my eyes and look at them in surprise, "Guys. The farthest we've gone is kissing. I don't want to scare her off with that. You need to know her to understand." One day, she'll be ready and I'm fine with waiting. It could be a few months or a few years, but it's okay. As long as it's with her.

Lou smiles proudly, "I thought I'd never see the day Harry Styles became mature. Keep this one. Alright? Break her heart and will cut your balls."

I laugh, "Wouldn't dream of hurting her."

"You guys can come in," Dakota's faint voice says.

I walk in first and stare, "You look incredible, Dakota." She toys with the jacket's edge as I walk up to her. "It's impossible to hurt a beauty like yourself." I peck her lips gently and hold her by my side. "I guess you guys wanted our shirts to match, seeing that she's wearing a Rolling Stones tee. Good job, Caroline, Lou."

Caroline scoffs, "We know. Your turn lover boy. Sweetheart, you can sit down on the couch. These boys never sit still."

"Not true!" Louis barges in. "We sit still for a few minutes."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, sit down," Lou tells him pointing to the chair next to Harry.

Dakota's POV

I stand with Eleanor and Perrie backstage waiting for the boys come on after 5 Seconds of Summer. The boys are still preparing when 5SOS walk off. They're on in a few minutes now and I'm nervous. What would happen if a fan spotted me? I close my eyes trying to chase away any intimidating thoughts. Why don't they like me? What makes me so unlikable that it took me seventeen years to find someone to like me?

Harry's arms come around my waist from the back and he buries his head in my neck. "Open your eyes," He whispers and I do what I'm told. I can see the sea of screaming girls from the side. That's a lot of people. I don't know how Harry does it. It's freakin' scary having thousands judge you. "If anyone tries anything just come to me. No matter what's going on."

I nod, without any words, and turn around so I'm hugging him. There's so many people here it makes me dizzy. So many negative possibilities pop up in my head I feel like passing out. "So many people."

"You can watch in the dressing room. There's a monitor so you can watch," He offers. Should I? I don't want to look weak and say yes, but I don't think I can take it. Crowds make me anxious. I give in and nod my head. "It makes me feel better knowing you're more secure anyways," He says taking me away from the madness. "C'mon." He opens the door for me and says his goodbye. "I run back as fast as I can right after." I nod before he kisses my cheek, running to the stage.

As he said, the monitor shows whatever's on the big screens out there. First, it shows Niall jumping around before it shows all five of them. Of course, they start off with Up All Night so it goes full screen with Liam before tracking my lovely Harry.

Half an hour into the concert, laughter of boys echo in the halls. "Come on! I think it's in the guys’ room," one of them say. Why would they go in Harry's room?

The door flings open scaring me and the boys on stage earlier barge in. I pull my knees to my chest and push myself to the end of the couch. They look through his things before one with odd colored hair looks at me. "Um, guys," He says motioning to me.

They look at me before each other. The one with black hair smiles awkwardly, "Um, hi. Who are you?"

"Dakota," I mumble. "I'm Harry's girlfriend."

"I'm Calum, that's Ashton, Luke, and Michael," He says. "What are you doing in here?"

"There's too many people outside,” I say easing my knees down so I’m sitting with my legs crossed.

Ashton laughs about to say something, but Luke covers his mouth, “Calum, I’ll take this one outside. Mikey, c’mon. She’ll feel comfortable with less people.” He nods dragging Ashton out.

“Sorry about that,” Calum shrugs sitting on the other end of the couch. “Anyways, why are you alone? Didn’t Eleanor or Perrie, maybe Lou, want to accompany you?”

I shrug, “Harry took me here when I started to feel uncomfortable.” I motion to the screen, “I wanted to watch him.”

He nods, “Mind if I stay? I never really watched them and it’s gonna bother me that you’re all alone in here.”

I shrug and look back to the screen. Niall comes onto the screen talking his mouth off. He seems to talk the most and Harry hypes up the crowds. The other three assist. Calum laughs occasionally, but all in all, he’s quiet.

“So Dakota,” He says when Kiss You comes up, “Tell me about yourself.”

“Like what?” I ask focusing on the screen.

“Like how did you and Harry meet,” He answers.

I close my eyes. How I met Harry... That day started off as a getaway from torture and ended up in spilled coffee. I didn’t even see his face because I thought he would’ve yelled at me and I needed to get to Stephanie. I properly met him the next day because I wanted my journal back. My first impression of him was of an ignorant jerk. Then he showed his true colors and I kind of fell for him then.

“We met at a cafe,” I answer.

He laughs, “How cliché. Harry was very lucky. I’ve never seen him so happy.”

I smile and loosen my posture, “If anything, I’m lucky. He loves me so much and that’s something I’ll never be able to forget. Even when the day comes he realizes he can do so much better.”

He shakes his head, “I don’t really know you, but ever since we came back on tour, Harry was happier than ever. I mean, he was somewhat happy before, but now he’s even more peppy than Louis. He can’t do better than you and I think you know that deep down.”

Notes

So I'm thinking of ending the story in about ten or less chapters... BUT I'm thinking of a sequel. It's whether or not you guys want one or not or will read it. I have alternate endings from here so please tell me what you think.