DEAR HARRY, | H.S.

Twenty-Six

A/N

I still have no idea why the spacing is so messed up on mobile, guys! I'm sorry. x

I hope you're ready for smut. Read at your own risk, lovelies.

Jamie

Harry's phone rang as we were finishing up our food.

He looked down, then looked back up at me. A sour look spread upon his face.

"I'm sorry, I have to take this." He pointed towards the hallway.

I nodded, "Yes of course. Big celebrity man, very important. I get it."

He smiled. He walked past me as I began gathering the dirty plates and wrappers up off the counter, still sitting on my stool. He stopped for a moment next to me and squeezed my knee lightly. The warm feeling of his touch rushed through my leg and right up to my spine. I held my breath as he gave me one last smile before walking to the other side of the apartment.

Harry

I rolled my eyes and hit the answer button. It was Liam.

"Hello Liam." I said into the phone.

"What's going on Harry?" He asked.

"Everything is fine right now. Jamie is just finishing up some breakfast I brought her." I said turning to glance back at her. She smiled and I returned it.

"Where's the boyfriend? Ex boyfriend?" He asked.

I looked down to my feet and moved back and forth a bit. We hadn't had much time to talk about Jake at all. I knew it'd have to happen soon, at least before I needed to leave again. I couldn't possibly take her with me again, she'd miss more work.

"Still working on that..." I said quietly.

"You'll be back for the next show, right?" He asked, hopeful.

I went to run a hand through my hair, but then remembered I still had a bun. Nervous habits, I guess.

"Of course, Liam." I said, not even sure of myself at this point.

"Let us know what goes on, yeah? If not just bring her back on the road. We'll get a separate car if management throws a fit." He said.

I laughed a little.

"For sure."

We said our goodbyes and hung up. I threw my phone on the couch and walked back over to Jamie who had just cleaned everything up.