"Sorry mate, who is she?" Niall asks as we are guided to the back door of the mall.
"No one. She...um...just looked really familiar."
I shouldn't be worrying about Morgan. I should be worrying about the upcoming wedding, and tours.
My phone rings and I hit the decline button, shoving my phone back into my pocket. We are quickly escorted to the back door and get in dark cars. Seconds later the fans notice and chase after our car. After 20 minutes of worthless driving to get away from them, security finally helps us.
"Okay boys, no sleeping now. You have to go to dress rehearsals and practice. Then they want an interview. Harry you can't say anything more about your engagement." Our manager tells us.
Like I would want to talk about it.
"Tomorrow you guys have to go to the studio in the morning, and you guys have been entered in a program for hair and makeup. You will go to the award show like that, except different clothes. Next morning, more studio recording, a meeting about your upcoming tour and then you guys are free for about a day or two." She finally finishes reading off the paper and exits the room, leaving us sprawled out across the hotel room.
"Let's go! Up commn! The car is waiting for you along with thousands if girls." Our security gaurd, Paul says sarcastically.
We get into the cars and today is once agin again with no sleep.
"I think it's time we talk about this, but I'm not sure if it will work since I'm leaving in August. But I want us to be more. Actually be a couple that goes out on dates and you only have me and I only have you." I drown out his voice with my thoughts.
Harry is just the same. Curly hair, green eyes and dimples. Strong accent and charming personality.
"What do you think?" I nod and smile gripping his hand a little bit tighter and play with the bracelets in his wrist.
"So you wanna get pizza?"
"Tyler I don't know how this will work, I mean I'll be gone for a month at the most, then you leave two months later." I say.
"Don't worry we'll make it work." His kisses my hand making my smile.
"Pizza it is." He laughs at drives it get us some food.
Well as usual the pizza is greasy and we drive back still hungry.
"Well since I am going to be the good boyfriend and support you I'll help you pack." He stops the car in the driveway.
I don't say anything, only thinking about which celebrity I'm going to work with and if this is really what I want to do."
I turn the lights on in my room and it's a disaster. I clean up some throwing all my clothes in a pile to sort through to bring with me. We both start folding clothes and I'm somewhat happy I packed all my undergarments ahead of time.
"What time do you leave tomorrow?"
"Um nine in the morning." He nods and pushes all the stuff off the bed and gets under the covers patting the spot next to him. I laugh at him and slowly crawl under the covers with him and his arm immediately brings my waist closer to him. I turn the tv on and leave it on a movie we both have never seen.
I'm dead scared for tomorrow which also scares me because I don't get scared easily. Thanks to Jessie, her statement is embedded in my head that I'm gonna meet him, Harry, or them and I am not ready for that. I'm barely ready to actually move forward with Tyler.
I distract myself with my phone and check all my social media which is currently blowing up with this whole award thing and that the boys are here. Damn people with their own opinions. I even feel bad for myself. But nothing is gonna happen and nothing is gonna change.
I feel my eye lids drooping at a yawn comes from me.
"Go to sleep college girl." He says kissing my head. I listen to him and let tiredness take over my body.