Gotta Be You

What happens after Jules and Harry get engaged? And what happens when Jules introduces her best friend, Carmen, to Niall? Will he break up with Demi for her or will they keep pretending that they weren't attracted to each other since the moment they met?

*Author Note:* Hey guys! So, this is the sequel to Operation Haylor, which you can find on my profile if you haven't read it. Unfortunately, Josh, the awesome guy who co-wrote Operation Haylor with me, isn't going to be writing any of Gotta Be You (unless he wants to do a bonus chapter or something, which has been discussed, so look out for it possibly).


20. Chapter 20

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"You're right," I said. "There really is no room in here for my rebounder."
"I told you there wasn't," Harry said.
"I was hoping you were wrong," I responded. "I was going to bring it on the next tour." Harry and I were having this lovely debate in-guess where-their new tour bus that we would be living in for the next few weeks. We were getting our stuff in the bus that day, the boys and Carmen would do a show there in London that night, and the next morning we'd set off for Manchester.
"The next tour?" Harry asked teasingly.
"Yes, the next tour."
"You're really planning ahead, aren't you? Are you planning to be married to me that long?" he joked.
" I plan to be married to you for forever," I told him mater-of-factly. One of the benefits of us being married was getting our own room in the tour bus. Which was looking and feeling much smaller than I'd hoped and imagined. We were standing in the doorway, looking in at the tiny bed the two of us would barely fit in with our suitcases and toiletries, etc, piled on top. There was basically no walking space. The bedroom really was all that the name said-a bed and a tiny, tiny room. We had a tiny, tiny closet-which I wasn't even sure I'd use-and a tiny, tiny bathroom. The separate bathroom part was nice, but besides that I felt like I was in Barbie's dream house.
Harry wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on my head. "Good," he said.
"Forever and ever is a very long time, Pooh," I sang a song from my favorite childhood show, Winnie the Pooh. Harry kissed the top of my head. "I'm really bummed about the rebounder, though," I stated.
"I know you are."
"It's my favorite exercise."
"I know it is."
"Oh," I sighed, a smile on my face as I geared up to tease him. "I hope you like me fat."
Harry laughed. "You won't get fat. Besides, I promise to love you no matter what. But it won't get to that. I'll chase you 'round Europe if I have to."
I snapped my fingers, eyes widening. "That would probably actually work. Adrenaline and all that. Plus, then we'd be both be really fit."
"Hey guys," Carmen greeted us, sounding a little defeated as Harry chuckled at me.
Harry and I untangled and spun around to face her. "Hello Carmen!" Harry said.
"Hey you!" I said as I pulled her into a hug. "What's up?"
"Well, it's just-" she glanced at Harry meaningfully as we pulled away from each other.
"Go on," he said, waving his hand dismissively at her. "You can say it. It has to do with Niall."
"Well, yeah. I came in and all he said was 'Hey, Carmen'," she said.
"And?" I prodded.
"That's it," Carmen said. "But it's the way he said it-friendly, upbeat. Like we were just normal friends. Acquaintances, probably. We haven't talked since he came to my hotel the other night. That's all he has to say? This is all just so weird. I'm still not positive he was actually there."
"He was," Harry told her. "Trust me."
"How do you know?" Carmen pressed. "What did he say?"
Harry didn't respond, just pretended to zip his lips shut and throw away the key.
"Who does that?" she asked. "Just show up at someone's hotel, stay the night, and then just take off. No call, no talking."
"One night stands," Harry pointed out.
"Harry," I scolded, batting gently at his stomach.
"Oof," he said, doubling over and grabbing my hand. What a drama king. "Hey," he complained. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I stuck my tongue out at him.
"I should probably just forget about how much I like Niall and focus on being on tour, right? I can't believe I'm on tour!" Carmen squealed.
"I know!" I squealed back.
"Me either!" Harry squealed.
"But seriously," Carmen continued after we'd finished laughing at Harry. "I mean, imagine if we did get together. It would make the tour weird, right?"
"Why?" Harry asked. "I mean, I'm bringing my wife on tour. Do you think that will be weird?"
"That's totally different," Carmen said. "We're all used to the two of you by now."
"They're used to us," Harry repeated mockingly to me.
"And what if we got into a fight and broke up or something?" Carmen continued, ignoring Harry.
"The tour's only a couple of weeks long," Harry stated.
"What if Harry and I got into a fight?" I asked.
"Like that would happen," Carmen said dismissively. "Anyway, I guess I see what you're saying. I don't know. I guess I'm just being silly-"
"That's what happens when you're in love," Harry told her knowingly, pulling me to his side.
"I still think I should just focus on tour," Carmen concluded.
"If you think so," I said, shrugging. Personally, I was rooting for my best friend to get together with one of my husband's best friends. I love a good love story. Especially when I get to introduce the lovers and watch them fall in love at first sight.

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