"I'm nervous." I tapped my foot impatiently.

"It'll be okay, you'll be okay." Dani assured me caressing my arm.

"I need Harry." I sighed eagerly.

Harry told me he'd come backsage to give me a kiss of good luck before I perform. I don't think I've been so nervous lately like today.

I really don't know why I accepted Danielle's idea when she told me to perform with the X Factor dancers since they had no one in such short time to reherse. I'm starting to regret it tho because my legs are shaking and I can barely walk due to that let alone dance.

"Right over there." The smiled pointing behind me.

I turned around and a huge grin spread acrross my face unvoluntarily when I realized the curly boy walking towards me with a smiled that mirrored exacly mine.

"Sorry I'm late, they wouldn't let me in." He instantly wrapped me in his arms.

"Why not?" I laced my arms around his neck.

"Because I'm not a dancer nor a contestant love." He pecked my nose.

"I really needed you." I pouted.

"I'm here now." He assured. "By the way, turn around." He demanded.

"What?" I chuckled.

"Yeah what are you wearing?" He pushed me back slightly in order to examinate my outfit. "Where did that came from?"

"The dancers don't choose the outfits Harry, we just dress whatever they give us."

"I'm starting to disagree the idea of you going in that stage." He kept looking over my body disaprovingly but his pupils were more dialated than ever.

It's not like I'm naked or something, we're using a black body with some cuts right below the breast and on the hips and a gold belt along with some black heels.

"Why? Do I look that bad?" I swallowed embarassed. To be honest I thought I looked good.

"No! That's exacly the point." He stated raising his eyebrows.

"Oh c'mon." I rolled my eyes. "It's not like I'll be the only one on stage."

"Yeah but still I don't like the idea of you being that exposed with millions of people watching you live." He pushed me back to him again.

"Why? You have millions of girls craving to touch you every single second and I can't have a bit of male attention." I teased.

"Ehm definitelly not." He scrunched his nose. "How long is that performance anyway?"

"About four minutes." I chuckled. "I'm sure you'll survive." I pecked his lips.

"No." Harry pressed his mouth harder against mine and I smiled opening my mouth for him to explore.

That's exacly the good luck kiss I wanted.

"Sorry." An american accent apologized after almost knocking me and Harry to the ground.

I opened my eyes quickly still recovering from Harry's kiss to recognize a blonde haired girl in front of us.

"Zoey?" Harry frowned.

"Yeah." She replied dryly before turning back on her feet.

"Why is she here?" He turned to me.

"She's a dancer on the show?"

"Yeah but I thought she left to America after... well..."

"Yeah me too but apparently not." I sighed dramatically.

I've been reherseling with her the entire week and I may or may not have ommited that to Harry the entire week ad forbide him to pick me up the entire week so he wouldn't see her.
Call me crazy or whatever but I woman must protect what's hers.

"She was here the entire time?" He questioned.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't think it was important, correct me if I'm wrong?" My heart started increasing his beating.

"Of course not, I'm just surprised that's all." He shrugged.

"Oh." I looked down.

"Are you okay?" His finger on my chin forced me to stare at his eyes.

"Yeah." I nodded. "I should go now."

"Okay." His large hands cupped my face and his lips rested on my mine for a while. No lip moving at all yet I'm panting at the sweetness of the kiss. "I'll be watching you from the front row. Love you." He patted my bum playfully when I turned around.

"Love you too." I winked and turned on my heels to catch up with the other girls before our entry.

What seemed like a second after we were already on stage, lights dimmed while the video of the week played on the background.
A round of applause erupted from the audience and the music started playing.
A wave full of electricitly travelled up and down my body as soon as I started moving.
My eyes searched for that one boy on the crowd and my whole body relaxed when my eyes met his.
Harry waved and smiled brightly allowing me to enjoy the rest of the music.
Unfortunatelly sooner than I expected the music came to an end but the loud noises from the crowd made up to that. I'm pretty sure I heard mine and Danielle's name coming from a pitchy voice similar to Eleanor's.

"How did it go? Did you enjoy it?" Dani reached for me as soon as we stepped out of the stage.

"I did! The adrenaline of being on stage and putting everything into a dance it's.. I ... I was truly overwhelming." I confirmed still out of breath.

"I told you it'd be fun! Did you hear them cheering? I'm pretty sure I distingushed El's voice in the middle of that loudness." She giggled.

"I was gonna say the exact same thing." I agreed.

"That was so sick!!" Speaking of the devil...

"El you can't speak that loud jeezz!" Louis covered his girfriend's mouth when the boys approached us.

"How was it?" I asked nervously.

"Ehm well... I'm kidding it was awesome." Niall replied and Zayn gave a thumbs up.

"You were perfect." Harry hugged me from behind making me shiver at the sound of his whisper on my ear.

"I'm pretty sure you're just saying that because I'm your girfriend." I stated.

"Not true." He planted a sweet kiss right below my ear and I bit my tongue in order not to moan. God what this boy does to me, we sleep together every single night and I still feel the fire burning inside everytime he does anything that might lead to something further.

"Yeah you were okay." Louis crossed his arms in front of his chest only for Eleanor to swat his arm.

"He's lying." El stated rolling her eyes.

I sighed happily enjoying the warmth of my beautiful friends and Harry's arms around my waist.





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By the time Harry and I arrived home I was exhausted!
It was too silent inside, Louis drove Eleanor home before coming back so that must be the reason why.

"I'm going to take a quick shower." I told Harry before grabbing some pyjamas from the dresser and turn the hot water on.

"I'll grab something for us to eat." He disappeared downstairs.

I turned the water to the point where there was some steam coming out of the water. It felt extremely good on my sore muscles. I've been pushing my body to exhaustion with this dance routine but it was worthed, the pure adrenaline I felt while on stage was something from another world.
When I was finished I cleaned myself with the towel and dressed my pj's. By the time I was over Harry was not in the room yet so I plopped n the bed and grabbed my phone to check twitter.
There was tons of mentions like usual lately but I opened the one from Harry a minute ago. He must have tweeted it from the kitchen.

@Harry_Styles: My beautiful grifriend @MiaCortês on the X Factor tonight. One more good memory of this show. *photo attached*

I tapped on the screen showing the picture he took. It was me on stage with my hands on my hips and my blonde hair flying up. It was a really nice shot to be honest. I retweeted it.
I scrolled over the replies to his tweet where a few people said I looked good, beautiful even. Useless to say those tweets made my night.
However my smile faded when I spotted a familiar usermane's reply.

@ZoeyxClark: What a great show ;)

First why is she replying to him and second is that a winky face?
I narrowed my eyes when something started boiling up in my stomach, why is she even looking over his tweets let alone reply??...

"Hungry?" Harry appeared on the room holding a tray with two croissants and orange juice.

"Thank you." I grabbed the juice. God, I'm starving. "I saw your tweet."

"The pic is great isn't it?" He smiled sitting on the ned next to me.

"Did you see Zoey's reply?" I stared at the food.

"Yeah." He simply said.

"Why is she looking over your twitter?"

"How am I supposed to know?" He shrugged nibling on his food not affected one bit.

"She still likes you, you know?" I stated.

"What? She doesn't." He shook his head.

"I'm pretty sure she does yeah." I nodded. "First she practically knocked us over while we were kissing." I emphasized the last word. "And now this."

"It was not on porpuse, she wouldn't do that."

"How do you know?" I stopped eating. I think I've lost my appetite now.

"Because she's not that kind of person." He simply stated.

"Have you been talking to her?" I asked preparing myslf for the worse.

"What? Of course not, why would I?" He frowned staring at me.

"I'm just asking." I answered drily.

"Mia please don't do that." He sighed tiredly.

"I'm just asking." I repeated my previous words.

"I haven't spoken to her since you and I got back together. Do you want me to swear? Because my word should be enough."

"Okay Harry, case closed." I rolled my eyes annoyed.

"No it's not closed because you don't believe me." He started getting annoyed too... Tha's not a good combination.

"It was just a question! Only I know what's been like to spend an entire week with her on rehersals." I raised my voice.

"What do you have against her anyway?"

"Stop defending her! Specially after what she did. Just because she apologized doens't mean she didn't came against us on porpose." I shouted.

"Your're right, she did that while we were KISSING, does that need any further explanation? I was kissing YOU!" He yelled.

"Well you've kissed her too!" I stated getting off the bed.

"Are we seriously going over this? Or should I remind you that you dated someone too meanwhile. Someone who lied and betrayed you and kept us apart for 8 months while you prefered to believe him instead of me!" By the time he finish I felt tears coming to my eyes by I refused to let them fall.

"So you're throwing that to my face now is it? That I didn't believed you in the first place... I cried and cried aplogizing to you Harry, I've been trying to make it up to you every single day, I even agreed to move in with you!" I pointed.

"So that's why you moved in? To try to ease your guilt?" He crossed his arms in frony of his chest standing from the bed too.

"No, I moved in because I love you and I want to spend every minute of my life with you!" I shouted shutting him up. Harry merely stared at me, cheeks flushed from the yelling but no words came from his mouth. "Thought so." I said walking to the door.

"Wait." He pushed my arm back but I yanked it away walking out of the room.

I closed the door behind me and rested my head against it.

"Ehm." Someone cleared his throat informing me I was not alone in the hall. Of course it's Louis, who else lives here...

"Did you hear that?" I asked walking to him.

"I think the entire building did." He stated rather seriously. "You shouldn't be fightint over that tho."

"You heard everything?"

"I did." He nodded. "There's absolutely no reason to be jealous Mia, he chose you over everyone and always will. Just because a lot of people try to reach him doen't mean he lets them."

"I know but... He dated her and she's really pretty I---"

"Look while you were performing tonigh he made sure to be on the front row so he'd be there for you, to support you because he knew how freaked out you were the entire week over that moment. He was there... For you, not anyone else."

"I know." I sighed letting the guilt come this time. Why am I always doubting his feelings for me when all he does is showing me how much he cares.

"Don't let anything ruin what you two have, not even jealously." Louis kissed the top of my head opening the door to his room.

"Thank you."

"And just so you know, he didn't take his eyes from you for even a second while you were on that stage, I swear it looked like he was under a spell for the entire thing and Zoey was right there too but he didn't even noticed it because he was too busy wacthing you the entire time." And with that he entered the room leaving me alone with my stupid self.

I walked to the kitchen and poured myself a huge glass of water ready to swallow my pride along and go upstairs apologize to Harry.
I just hope he didn't grew tired of my insecurities it's just it's hard when beautiful girls throw themselves at him the entire time and I watched it every single time. It's paintful.
At least when I was in Portugal I knew these kind of things happened but they weren't thrown in my face every single second.

"Harry?" I entered the room again but it was already dark inside.

"I'm awake." He finally responded when I laid on the bed next to him, his back facing me coldly.

"I'm sorry." I tried to wrap my hands around his torso and kissed his back. He sighed after a few seconds and turned around to face me. "I know you love me and I'm just being stupid, I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"I tell you that I love you every single day Mia, I really don't understand what else am I supposed to do so you believe my feelings are real." He said tired... probably of fighting for me.

"I'm sorry I just... Every time I see the possibilitly of loosing you I..."

"You're not!" He caressed my cheek with his thumb. "And please don't cry, you know I hate to see you cry." He frowned.

"I'm sorry."

"Stop saying sorry. Just please don't cry, it's okay."

"You're always so understanding and quick to forgive me I feel like I don't deserve you sometimes." I stated tracing patterns over his chest tattoos with my fingers.

"What? Of course you do, we deserve each other." He nodded.

"We deserve each other." I repeated his words.

"Better?" He asked with a small smile.

"Better." I stated.

"Good! Your're insecure and I really don't know what for..."

"Did you just quote your own song?" I chuckled.

"Humm I guess I did." He stuck his tongue out for me. "But it's true tho." I giggled at the use of his words.

"Kiss me?" I practically begged.

"Always." He smiled capturing my lips in his.

I sighed wrapping my legs aroung his and Harry pushed me to the matress hovering above him knowing we need to be connected in every way possible every time after we fight.

Not that I'm complaining really because the feeling is heavenly.

Notes

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