DEAR HARRY, | H.S.

Twenty-One

Harry

I still didn't understand why it hit so hard when Jamie asked us to sing Over Again. It brought me back to our first emails, before I heard her voice or saw her face. Deep down part of me was hoping she'd let Jake go, but asking for that song was proof that she wasn't.

I tried to shake the feeling before showtime, the girls had been escorted to the crowd area a short while ago. Right now we were just getting ready to rehearse the songs Jamie and Sally requested with the band.

I couldn't remember the last time I sang that verse.

Can we take the same road, two days in the same clothes?

And I know just what she'll say if I can make all this pain go.

Can we stop this for a minute?

You know, I can tell that your heart isn't in it or with it.

As if that verse could fit how I'm feeling right now any better. I brushed a hand over my face, obviously getting emotional was going to happen regardless.

Bloody girls will be the death of me.

"You alright, Harry?" Niall said strapping his guitar back over his neck.

I waved him off, "Yeah, yeah. Just a bit hot in here."

It definitely was, or maybe it wasn't. I wiped the sweat from my forehead.

-'

"Nervous, Harry? When are you nervous?" Liam said, smacking me upside the head. I grazed my hand where he'd hit me and faked a pained look.

"It feels different when there are friends in the audience." I said looking down.

"Ah you mean girls?" Louis said crossing his arms over his chest.

"We perform in front of millions of girls all the time." I said. Which we did, which is why I shouldn't feel like I'm about to vomit.

"You're damn smitten, aren't ya?" Niall asked.

I sighed, damn right I was. Niall shouldn't be talking though, he's been attached at the hip with Sally since their recent makeout session that happened in my bunk for some odd reason.

"Shut up." I threw a towel at him. The crowds cheering began to get louder as the chords from No Control played on. At least my energy was up as I jumped around a little to get myself going. We all smiled at each other like we always do before the show starts.

It still makes us wonder how the hell we got here.

"Let's go boys." Liam smiled.

We ran out and immediately the screams got much louder.

"Hello Milwaukee!" I yelled into the mic, I never got tired of this.

We all walked out to the leg of the stage that reached the audience. Smiling and waving, blowing kisses and throwing our arms up in the air.

Then I saw her.

Jamie had her hands high in the air, eyes brighter than the sun, she was absolutely glowing. Suddenly, I forgot I was ever nervous. I'd sing every song to her tonight if I could. They both screamed when I gave them a big thumbs up, Jamie mouthed a 'thank you' and I grinned.

Jamie

Harry had gotten us a sick setup, we were in the front row behind security, but we were also in front of the barrier so I didn't have to worry about the crowd. The amount of dirty looks and comments we received were ridiculous, but it didn't matter. Once the music started, there was nothing but love in the room.