I'm Not Who You Think

Chapter 64

Harry's POV:

I was finally able to talk Kate into coming with me on tour. It took a few hours, but she finally agreed.

We're already on the tour bus actually. We've packed and gone to where we've needed to be, and it's been a few weeks since we've posted that video on twitter. So many fans are upset, but they're supporting us all the way and that just makes me happy. There still are the very few who say "No! Harry's mine." and all of that shit. It's whatever though cause Kate doesn't even see it.

"This bus is huge!" She exclaimed as I lead her back to our part of the bus we'd be in. I chucked and shook my head.

"I know babe," once we got to our little room, I set our suitcases down and sat down on one of the beds. "I'm happy you came, I'm not going to be all sad this time around." I smiled and she took a seat down next to me.

"I'm glad I'm came too," she began taking her coat off as she spoke. "We'll be together and it'll get me away from all of those god damned people in my family." She tossed her coat to have it land on top of the suitcases.

"I'd be worried about you this whole time." I rubbed my temples remembering how miserable it was going six months straight without her. "It'll be fun, don't worry."

"I've just never been this far away from home, and never for the time period we will be gone."

"I know I know," I leaned over softly kissing her cheek. "But it'll give us more to do." I mumbled lowly in her ear and I could already hear her heart beat faster. "Well, come on." I stood up and she looked at me confused. "I'm hungry." She giggled and I grabbed her head, pulling her out of the room with me.

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Kate's POV:

"Good luck out there." I smiled up at Harry. The fans out there are insanely loud and I don't know how any of these can perform normally like this.

"I'll be fine," he smirked. I rolled my eyes and gasped as he quickly grabbed me, his lips crashing into mine. His lips roughly moved with mine, my pace trying to keep up with his. His tongue ran across my bottom lip but I denied it and just continued to kiss him. He pulled away and looked down at me like he was mad. "Don't deny me." He pressed his lips to mine and squeezed my arse with his hands, a gasp coming from my mouth easily allowing him to slip his tongue in.

"Keep it PG-13!" Niall yelled running past us. The fans screamed as they knew the boys were about to go out. I was already nervous for them really. "Okay okay, you guys have made out enough." Niall came up to us, and I tried pulling away, but Harry just held me in place.

"Ew! Get a room!" Louis yelled running over. "Seriously, we have to go on now Harry." He grabbed Harry, yanking him away from the kiss. I looked around and noticed all the boys were staring at us.

"Oh, that... You saw that?" My voice was shaky and my cheeks were burning hot. They all chuckled and Harry took one of the microphones from Liam that he was holding, walking up to me.

"Don't worry about them," he softly kissed my forehead and smiled at me. "Wish me luck." He quickly pecked my lips and turned on his microphone, taking a deep breath.

"Have fun." I smiled. He nodded and turned around, holding the microphone up to his mouth.

"Are you ready for a show tonight!?" He screamed into the microphone, running out on stage with the other boys following. The girls screamed and jumped around as the boys began singing their first song. Maybe this will be a good few months.

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Harry and I have already talked and we decided that after tour is when we'll actually start planning the wedding. It's a long way away, but I know it'll get here before I know it and its just scaring me. Yes, I want to marry him, but it's my wedding, I'll be 20 by that time, and it'll just be the fact of being Kate Styles. Girls everywhere dream about getting that last name, and I hear I am about to have it in a few months.

"Can I help you pick out the dress?" Niall teased sitting down across from Harry and I in the hotel living room.

"No." Harry said wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him. "If I can't go, you sure as hell aren't going." He chuckled. The rest of the boys came in and sat on chairs and couches in the living room looking at us.

"So who's gonna be the best man?" Liam questioned, and they all leaned forward looking at Harry.

"Yeah, who?" Zayn as with slight humor in his tone.

"I don't know... That's months away." Harry rolled his eyes with a grin on his face. The boys looked at him seriously, and I didn't know whether they were acting or being serious. "Maybe ill just get my step dad." Harry teased. The other 4 scrunched their eyebrows looking at each other, then back at Harry. "Hey hey, relax. Maybe I'll have a wedding where I can have 4 best men." 

"No." Liam said. I couldn't help but giggle knowing that they will argue about this until Harry chooses.

"That won't work curly." Louis stated with humor in his tone slightly. 

"It won't work mate." Zayn shook his head.

"Well we all know it'll be me in the end." Niall smiled with pride and I couldn't help but start laughing at the idiots that sit in front of me.

"Just drop it my god." Harry groaned and I leaned up, kissing his cheek and immeadiatly seeing him smile. "I will decide who it will be by the end of tour, okay?"

"Okay..." They all chorused. Suddenly, I got upset... Who's going to walk me down the aisle? My own peice of shit father sure as hell can't and won't.

"Harry..." I mumbled looking at him. He smiled at me but that quickly faded as he saw my expression. Did I change that much when I'd get upset?

"Can we have a few minutes alone?" Harry nicely asked. They all nodded understanding and walked out. After the door shut and we were alone, he turned his attention back to me. "What's wrong? What happened?" He question, unwrapping his arm from me so we could look at each other better.

"Who's going to walk me down the aisle?" I softly asked, and I knew neither of us thought about that before until now. He bit his lip and scrunched his eyebrows together. Why couldn't I have just gotten a normal family so I wouldn't have to worry about this shit? So I could have a father who didn't play it off as he was dead so he could go party? So I could have one who could actually be at my wedding?

"Well... I have my dad, and my step dad?" He sounded unsure, and I hated having to think about this really.

"I've never met your real dad, and your step dad only once on Christmas." I love how he's trying to help, but I just don't know...

"Well my step dad likes you, you can get to know him. And when you meet my dad, I know he'll like you and you can get to know him too." He smiled and I could only half grin. Harry's dad and step dad are the next best thing compared to my dad, or as I should say peice-of-shit-sperm-doner.

"That sounds good." I shrugged and leaned my head onto his shoulder, his arm wrapping around me. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to get it off my mind. It's not worth being upset over and Harrys right, I know his dad or step dad will do it.

"We'll get it worked out, don't worry." His finger softly traced circles on my back, his comfort so contenting. That's one of the many things I love about Harry, he's always so comforting no matter what.

"Yeah, you have fun picking a best man." I teased.

"Ugh don't remind me," Harry groaned and I couldn't help but giggle. "I can't wait until tours over." I could tell he was smiling. I was already tired, so I began falling asleep on his chest.

Me either Harry, me either.

A/N:

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I cannot believe there is only one chapter left Dx I'm going to miss writing this story so much. I'll write a bigger A/N on the last chapter.

Right now, I'm going to post the intro for my new fanfic Devil based on Harry, and if you guys wouldn't mind reading it and saving it to your library if you like it?(: I'm going to need as many reads as I can get on it. 

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