Finding Balance
New Highs and New Lows
*Kennedy's POV*
It's been a few days since I've seen Harry, he's been pretty busy and I decided to attend an open gymnastics gym for the past few days I looked up on Harry's laptop. It's friday, and I have about 4 days until I have to move into my dorm room on training campus. I did miss him a little, but I figured since we'll be living in two different countries I'd better get used to it.
It's about 9:30am on Thursday, the 19th of September. Harry was supposed to pick me up around 10am for breakfast and then he wanted to take me to the recording studio because it'd be just him for the day. I was also supposed to meet the rest of the boys afterwords.
Harry showed up right on time and I stood outside the hotel waiting for him. I got into his car and gave him a quick kiss before he drove off.
"So how've you been for the last few days, love?" He asked curiously. His voice sounded a bit more raspy than usual, maybe sore.
"Pretty good, I've been going to the gym everyday. What about you? You sound like your throat is sore?"
"I'm alright, it is but I'll get over it. No big deal." He smiled and the car fell silent.
We pulled up at the same bakery I had ran into while lost the other day. "What do you say we grab a quick bite than go? We're running a bit late." He explained. "I'm good with that." I smiled. We both ran in quickly and grabbed some stuff to go. I got a hot chocolate and blueberry muffin again, and Harry got a coffee and fresh sugar donuts. We ended up eating in the car.
"You're only going to eat the top of the muffin?" He gave me a curious look.
"Yes, I just like the part with the sugar sprinkles," I smiled. "I have a bit of a sweet tooth." He smiled.
"I can tell!" Harry ended up finishing the bottom part of my muffin because he kept eyeing it and I ended up handing it over with a smile.
About 20 minutes later we arrived at the studio. Harry introduced me to the guy working the panel and went into the sound booth to sing. The guy gave me some headphones and I sat on the couch in the room and listened to him sing. I liked his voice, it was low and raspy but sweet and gentle all at once. The guy told him to sing his solo from some song called "Irresistable" that I've never heard before. He locked eyes with me the whole time and I smiled to him.
"It's in your lips, and in your kiss,
It's in your touch, and your finger tips,
and it's in all the things and other things,
that make you who you are and your eyes,
Irresistable."
I could tell him throat was bothering him, but I still thought he sounded perfect. The guy of course did not and made him resing it about 7 times before giving him a break and leaving the room. I could tell Harry was frustated with himself.
He came out and sat down on the couch and burried his face in his palms. He put my hand on him and lightly rubbed his back. "Do you want me to go get you some throat medicing from the drug store?" I asked. He pulled his head up and shook his curls a bit. His eyes were red and he was tearing up a little. My heart broke a little at this. "That's not the problem, I mean it is, but it isn't." I scooted a little closer to him and and wrapped my arms around his arm closest to me. "You can tell me if you want." He sniffled a little bit and looked at me.
"Alright, I'm just afraid to dissapoint everyone. I don't want to confirm all the bad things people say about me. They all think I'm the mess-up of the band. Sometimes I feel like they're right.I wish I could be one of those people who don't care what people think, but I am." He frowned and set his head on my shoulder and I brushed my fingers through his hair.
"Darlin', it's just a bad day, ok? Anything those people say just says something about their character, not yours. You're a great singer and a wonderful person, and don't you second guess that for a minute. Those people aren't your real fans anyway. Everyone makes mistakes." I tried comforting him and kissed him on the head and hugged him tightly for a minute. "Besides, I think you sang perfectly. I'm going to get some throat syrup for you, it tastes horrible, but it will help you." I got up and knelt down in front of him. "It's gonna be ok," I rubbed my hand on his knee and kissed him on the lips. "Try not to think about it, ok? For me?" He smiled slightly. "Good." I smiled back.
I ran down to the closest the closest Boots and grabbed some cherry cough syrup. I felt like a mom for a split second, buying cough syrup for her sick child. I bought the medicine and ran back to the studio as fast as I couldm without actually running.
When I got back Harry already seemed to have perked up a little, guess my little pep talk worked. I was slightly out of breath from running up the stairs and cought myself for a moment.
*Harry's POV*
After Kennedy left, I did cheer up a little. When she comforted me it's like I could feel the empathy in her voice. She had to be the most caring and selfless person I'd met. It was almost like her heart would beat just to make people feel better. She was wise too, whoever tought her the things she said is a smart person. And I can only beleive thats the reason she's so happy. She never let's anything negative take over her for more than a moment.
She walked into the studio after leaving with windblown hair and cought her breath. She walked over and sat down on the couch and poured out some of the cough syrup into the cap, then walked into the booth I was in and handed it to me, I cringed. I was never a fan of cough medicine.
"Drink up!" She said and I just wrinkled my nose.
"I don't know.." I argued. "Cmon! Baby, you're not gonna get better if you don't!" She argued back taking the little cup. I opened my mouth to say something but the next thing I knew I was swallowing cherry flavored cough syrup. I cringed and she laughed. "Much better!" She said proudly, and hopped up to kiss me on the cheek then turned around and walked out of the booth with a smile. I couldn't help but notice the swing in her hips and I smiled.
About two hours later I finally finished a few of my solos and we left back to her hotel. She sat there patiently with a sweet smile the whole time, even when I was at my low point.
Her way balanced me.
Around 5, we both decided headback to my flat so I could formally introduce Kennedy to the guys. She changed into a new white dress different from the one she wore on monday, with a light pink cardigan and some light mint flats. She looked sweet as candy. he loose blonde hair fell ove her face and she tucked it behind her ear. My stumoch cought butterflys when she came out of the bathroom from changing. She tugged her sleeves over her hands and spun around for me.
"Is this alright?" She asked with her lip bitten.
I paused in awe for a moment. "It's perfect." I walked to her and pulled her into me by the waist. I absolutely couldn't resist her. I had no strength to keep my hands from her.
*Kennedy's POV*
I looked up into his sparkling green eyes. He had a half smile on his face and his dimples appeared.
When I looked into his eyes I felt like I was falling into a bed of feathers, like I was releived of all the fear I once felt about falling for him. I felt safe and steady in his arms. I nuzzled my face into his chest for a moment and breathed in his sweet, warm scent. I was a little afraid of meeting his friends but the feeling left me as long as I was close to him. I'm not usually one to admit my fears, but with Harry I felt like it wouldn't matter.
"Do you think they'll like me?" I asked as we swayed from side to side ever so slightly.
"Well, Louis liked you, I'm head over heals for you, I can't imagine why they wouldn't. Just be yourself, and everyone will love you." He said softly. His words comforted me and I felt warmth in my cheeks. Head over heals? I'm glad it wasn't just me with that feeling.
I listened to his steady heartbeat as we swayed together. He was my rock.
It's been a few days since I've seen Harry, he's been pretty busy and I decided to attend an open gymnastics gym for the past few days I looked up on Harry's laptop. It's friday, and I have about 4 days until I have to move into my dorm room on training campus. I did miss him a little, but I figured since we'll be living in two different countries I'd better get used to it.
It's about 9:30am on Thursday, the 19th of September. Harry was supposed to pick me up around 10am for breakfast and then he wanted to take me to the recording studio because it'd be just him for the day. I was also supposed to meet the rest of the boys afterwords.
Harry showed up right on time and I stood outside the hotel waiting for him. I got into his car and gave him a quick kiss before he drove off.
"So how've you been for the last few days, love?" He asked curiously. His voice sounded a bit more raspy than usual, maybe sore.
"Pretty good, I've been going to the gym everyday. What about you? You sound like your throat is sore?"
"I'm alright, it is but I'll get over it. No big deal." He smiled and the car fell silent.
We pulled up at the same bakery I had ran into while lost the other day. "What do you say we grab a quick bite than go? We're running a bit late." He explained. "I'm good with that." I smiled. We both ran in quickly and grabbed some stuff to go. I got a hot chocolate and blueberry muffin again, and Harry got a coffee and fresh sugar donuts. We ended up eating in the car.
"You're only going to eat the top of the muffin?" He gave me a curious look.
"Yes, I just like the part with the sugar sprinkles," I smiled. "I have a bit of a sweet tooth." He smiled.
"I can tell!" Harry ended up finishing the bottom part of my muffin because he kept eyeing it and I ended up handing it over with a smile.
About 20 minutes later we arrived at the studio. Harry introduced me to the guy working the panel and went into the sound booth to sing. The guy gave me some headphones and I sat on the couch in the room and listened to him sing. I liked his voice, it was low and raspy but sweet and gentle all at once. The guy told him to sing his solo from some song called "Irresistable" that I've never heard before. He locked eyes with me the whole time and I smiled to him.
"It's in your lips, and in your kiss,
It's in your touch, and your finger tips,
and it's in all the things and other things,
that make you who you are and your eyes,
Irresistable."
I could tell him throat was bothering him, but I still thought he sounded perfect. The guy of course did not and made him resing it about 7 times before giving him a break and leaving the room. I could tell Harry was frustated with himself.
He came out and sat down on the couch and burried his face in his palms. He put my hand on him and lightly rubbed his back. "Do you want me to go get you some throat medicing from the drug store?" I asked. He pulled his head up and shook his curls a bit. His eyes were red and he was tearing up a little. My heart broke a little at this. "That's not the problem, I mean it is, but it isn't." I scooted a little closer to him and and wrapped my arms around his arm closest to me. "You can tell me if you want." He sniffled a little bit and looked at me.
"Alright, I'm just afraid to dissapoint everyone. I don't want to confirm all the bad things people say about me. They all think I'm the mess-up of the band. Sometimes I feel like they're right.I wish I could be one of those people who don't care what people think, but I am." He frowned and set his head on my shoulder and I brushed my fingers through his hair.
"Darlin', it's just a bad day, ok? Anything those people say just says something about their character, not yours. You're a great singer and a wonderful person, and don't you second guess that for a minute. Those people aren't your real fans anyway. Everyone makes mistakes." I tried comforting him and kissed him on the head and hugged him tightly for a minute. "Besides, I think you sang perfectly. I'm going to get some throat syrup for you, it tastes horrible, but it will help you." I got up and knelt down in front of him. "It's gonna be ok," I rubbed my hand on his knee and kissed him on the lips. "Try not to think about it, ok? For me?" He smiled slightly. "Good." I smiled back.
I ran down to the closest the closest Boots and grabbed some cherry cough syrup. I felt like a mom for a split second, buying cough syrup for her sick child. I bought the medicine and ran back to the studio as fast as I couldm without actually running.
When I got back Harry already seemed to have perked up a little, guess my little pep talk worked. I was slightly out of breath from running up the stairs and cought myself for a moment.
*Harry's POV*
After Kennedy left, I did cheer up a little. When she comforted me it's like I could feel the empathy in her voice. She had to be the most caring and selfless person I'd met. It was almost like her heart would beat just to make people feel better. She was wise too, whoever tought her the things she said is a smart person. And I can only beleive thats the reason she's so happy. She never let's anything negative take over her for more than a moment.
She walked into the studio after leaving with windblown hair and cought her breath. She walked over and sat down on the couch and poured out some of the cough syrup into the cap, then walked into the booth I was in and handed it to me, I cringed. I was never a fan of cough medicine.
"Drink up!" She said and I just wrinkled my nose.
"I don't know.." I argued. "Cmon! Baby, you're not gonna get better if you don't!" She argued back taking the little cup. I opened my mouth to say something but the next thing I knew I was swallowing cherry flavored cough syrup. I cringed and she laughed. "Much better!" She said proudly, and hopped up to kiss me on the cheek then turned around and walked out of the booth with a smile. I couldn't help but notice the swing in her hips and I smiled.
About two hours later I finally finished a few of my solos and we left back to her hotel. She sat there patiently with a sweet smile the whole time, even when I was at my low point.
Her way balanced me.
Around 5, we both decided headback to my flat so I could formally introduce Kennedy to the guys. She changed into a new white dress different from the one she wore on monday, with a light pink cardigan and some light mint flats. She looked sweet as candy. he loose blonde hair fell ove her face and she tucked it behind her ear. My stumoch cought butterflys when she came out of the bathroom from changing. She tugged her sleeves over her hands and spun around for me.
"Is this alright?" She asked with her lip bitten.
I paused in awe for a moment. "It's perfect." I walked to her and pulled her into me by the waist. I absolutely couldn't resist her. I had no strength to keep my hands from her.
*Kennedy's POV*
I looked up into his sparkling green eyes. He had a half smile on his face and his dimples appeared.
When I looked into his eyes I felt like I was falling into a bed of feathers, like I was releived of all the fear I once felt about falling for him. I felt safe and steady in his arms. I nuzzled my face into his chest for a moment and breathed in his sweet, warm scent. I was a little afraid of meeting his friends but the feeling left me as long as I was close to him. I'm not usually one to admit my fears, but with Harry I felt like it wouldn't matter.
"Do you think they'll like me?" I asked as we swayed from side to side ever so slightly.
"Well, Louis liked you, I'm head over heals for you, I can't imagine why they wouldn't. Just be yourself, and everyone will love you." He said softly. His words comforted me and I felt warmth in my cheeks. Head over heals? I'm glad it wasn't just me with that feeling.
I listened to his steady heartbeat as we swayed together. He was my rock.
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