Harry knew I was insecure about how I looked. I wasn't a thin girl, I'd never been a thin girl, and no matter what I tried I could never achieve being a thin girl. But I tried to eat right most of the time and I did do a bit of activity sometimes. I wasn't a lazy bum, who sat around all day and ate. But none the less I was insecure about it. Harry also knew I used to be very depressed about many things, not just how I looked, but other family things as well. He knew my depression was so bad that I used to cut. And because I was insecure Harry and I decided to keep our relationship very private. He was fearful of the fans, as was I. And because we kept our relationship very private, we couldn't see each other as often as we'd like.

Niall had texted a while ago to suggest an idea.

[And nobody will see us together?] I messaged him back.

{No. There won't be any windows in the studio and It's not going to be filmed live.} He assured me. I thought of calling him to work out all the details, but didn't because he was probably around Harry.

[All right! It sounds great. And management said it was all right?]

{Yup!:) A car will you pick you up the day before the interview and drive you to our hotel. You'll have a room next to him if don't feel like sharing his bed.} All the lads knew that I was going to school to become a youth pastor so sleeping in the same bed as him was kind of grey area that we never talked about. I was grateful to have my own room, a safe place just in case I create a dangerous situation...

[Thank you so much for working this all out! I can't wait to see you all again, it's been so long:):):):)]

{I kno! And it was no problem, love. Gotta go! Have a good day:)} And with that we ended our conversation. There it was, the plans were made and I couldn't wait.

~~~

The car picked me up, and we drove. I slept most of the time, I wanted to look well rested for Harry.
The car arrived at the hotel, fans of the lads crowed all around. The driver turned off the car and got my bag out of the back. I was instructed to wait for him to open my door for me. He opened it and lead me to through the doors and into the lobby. I wasn't even with Harry yet and I needed security, it felt like.

I went to my room, I put my bag on the the bed. I stood there looking into the mirror. I looked thinner, but still I felt ugly. The inevitable tweets I would get from his fans if they ever found out. She's so fat. Harry deserves someone so much prettier. I can't believe he picked her, she's not even famous. This wasn't the first time I thought of these. It was almost like a game I played with myself. If Harry knew, he'd flip.

"She's here." I heard Niall tell someone, interrupting and distracting me from myself.

"Harry will be so happy to see her." Zayn replied.

"Was anyone following us?" Niall asked. After a second and the sound of heavy foot steps fading away and then getting louder.

"Nope, we're safe." Then knocks on my door. I looked into the mirror for a second before finally smiling and greeting two of the kindest people on earth. Niall grabbed me into a very tight hug. Zayn joined hugging me equally as tight.

"We can't stay for too long, but we wanted to come say hello, and let you know what will happen tomorrow."Niall said when we broke away from each other.

"One of our security guys will come get you after we leave the hotel to go to the studio. He will give you a few passes and stuff that make you look like you work at the studio."

"I think we're getting there a bit early so I guess it's up to you if you surprise him before or after the interview. Although you may want to do it after so the lady asking the questions doesn't ask about the two of you." The two of them sounded very official as they gave me the information. Zayn turned to Niall.

"But maybe we could talk to her before the interview and explain to her how their privacy is very important. Cause like what if someone at the studio sees them together and they broadcast something about it, without our knowing."

"We should talk to management and have them explain to the studio what will happen tomorrow. Like, so its all official and everything." I stood there listening to them talk.

"Thank you so much for doing all this, I really appreciate it!" I hugged them both again.

"Really it's been fun, and we are really just so happy to see you. Harry can't stop talking about then next time he gets to see you."

"Like the first thing he says to everyone in the morning is how many more days till the next scheduled reunion." Both their comments made me blush.

"Harry is really excited to see you." Niall said before turning around, walking out my door to join the rest of the lads. It didn't matter how little of time I ever got to spend with the British boy band, they never failed to make me feel special. More special then I'd ever felt with anyone ever.

~~~

I slept terribly, Knowing he was right there killed me. I forced myself to at least close my eyes and pretend I was asleep. I had finally fallen asleep some time around three. I woke up to loud thumps on my door.

"Open up!" It was Louis. I jumped out of bed and opened the door. Liam was also with him. "Good morning love!" He closed the door behind him and Liam. Liam already had his arms wrapped around me.

"Harry's not the only one that's missed you." He let go of me so that Louis could give me a great, big , bear hug. I missed those. "We can't stay long, we're actually about to leave."

"We just wanted to say 'hi' and stuff." Louis smiled at me.

"Oh!" Liam had remember something. "Niall wanted me to ask you if you wanted to watch the interview and stuff from the side or just wait in another room until it's done." I'd never been to one of their interviews.

"Why not! anything to even see him." I told them.

"All right, well a man will be here in about a half hour to get you and bring you to the studio." Liam repeated what Niall had told me the day before.

"All right, well I better go get ready! I'm so happy to be here with you guys!" I hugged them again before they left. I quickly jumped into the shower. When i got out, I put clothes on. Then I did my best at covering the pimples that had broken out on my face. All right, so shes fat and has acne? Harry I don't have acne and I'm a size zero, you can date me!!! Harry!Taylor swift is so much prettier!! Then knocks on the door. Thankful I ran to the door and opened it with a wide smile.

"Are you ready?" The man asked.

"Yeah, just give me another minute."I walked away from him so I could put my shoes on and grab my jumper and hat. I followed him out to the lobby and out to the car. The fans outside were screaming and asking me who I was.

Nervousness, and anxiety came over me. Their fans already knew too much. My breathing began getting more and more shallow, but as soon as I put my head phones in my ears, it went normal again. Just the beginning chords of one of my favorite songs had the ability to calm me, and I was thankful for that.

The drive to the studio was short. Before I was told to get out of the car, I was handed some papers and a lanyard with a pass in a transparent label.
"If anyone asks you anything just show them that." He pointed to thing I had just put around my neck. "There's the guy from the studio, he'll show you where you can sit to watch the interview."

"Thank you!" I told him for the first time, even though he'd driven me everywhere this whole weekend. A large man with a mustache and in a suit opened my door and grabbed my hand to help me out. There were screaming girls all around the door, we were about to enter. Screaming and asking me who I was. I refused to think anything of the probable tweets and the privacy that would no longer exist, instead I thought about the lyrics of 'One thing'. I followed him into a set type thing.

The lads were sitting in their chairs ready to answer the same questions they'd answered many times before. Harry sat in his seat his phone out, his fingers moving rapidly to send a text before the interview was to start. My phone in my pocket vibrated.

I smiled to myself knowing that he would soon know I was here.

[Yeah, sounds great! I love you!] I watched him receive my message and then respond. A smile grew on his face as he typed his message. He quickly sent it as the interviewer walked up to them and introduced herself. I looked at his response.

I blushed looking up from my phone to begin watching the lads. My five best friends all sitting there, my boyfriend there, his hair super curly just the way I liked it. His green eyes glowing.

I watched as all of the questions were getting asked, I guessed what each would say in response.

"All right, now for the last question or I'm sure someone will threaten to kill me if I don't ask it." She said glancing down at the paper in her hands and then back a the lads. The boys looked to one another holding in their laughter because it was their most asked question. "Which of you all have girlfriends?" Liam, Louis, Zayn, and Niall all answered right away.

"I do." Liam was the first to say.

"I do as well." Zayn added.

"I don't" Niall told the woman. Louis looked around the room seeing me his smile grew even wider.

"I've got a girlfriend as well." Louis said looking back to the woman and then to Harry who hesitated. Harry and I talked about it. We really wanted our privacy, but Harry also hated to lie to the fans. We both knew that if he admitted to being in a relationship, would lead to even less opportunities to spend time together as the fans would be working harder then ever to find out who I was. That scared me.

"Yeah, I've got one" He said, the room went silent. My heart pounding and beating a million times a second. The lads looked at him with extreme confusion. "Yeah I guess its as time as any to confess my love for my girlfriend," He paused.

My breathing became non happening. I couldn't, it felt like the oxygen from the room had been sucked out all in a second. The boys looked from Harry to me. Louis saw me struggling."Her name is Britany Spears." And then all the oxygen returned and I slowly became able to breath. Zayn and Niall tried to stifle out a chuckle, Louis and Liam were unable to to speak, panic still covering their faces.

"Thanks, gentlemen. I think we're done here. Help yourself to any of the food over around the corner.
"So, we're done now?" Louis asked quickly. He didn't wait for an answer before he jumped from his seat to punch Harry in the arm.

"Owww!" Harry rubbed the area of his arm where he was hit. Louis came over to where I was.

"I swear non of us put him up the that." He whispered to me. then he gave me a gentle hug."Are you all right?" I nodded, my breathing wasn't normal enough to allow me to talk.
"Come on," Niall grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him up from his seat. Harry's face was now covered in confusion.

"We've got a surprise for you." I heard Liam practically yell at him. Harry's face appeared around the corner. A smile grew on his face when his eyes locked with mine. I tried to smile back, but I was still in shock from what happened a few seconds ago. Concern suddenly came over him, he ran to me hugging me asking what that matter was. Then he realized what he just did.

"Love!! I am so sorry, I don't even know why I did it, I can't believe it, you're here!" He was happy to see me, but he also was completely concerned with what I had just gone through. "Oh my God, I just, I' so sorry. Babe, please say something." I finally found enough oxygen to speak.

"I'm fine, seriously, it's okay. You didn't know I was here and I know If you had known you wouldn't have said it."

"Do you forgive me?" He asked squeezing me tight and burring his head in my hair.

"Of course." I finally smiled at him. His eyes glowed even more brightly as the smile returned to his face.

"You're here!" He gave me another hug.

"I know!" I said as he pulled away.

"But how?" He asked. I pointed the the group of people who had gathered around us, all people who had helped this happen. "Thank you!" The group surrounding us, including the other lads, started clapping and chanting in unison.

"KISS HER! KISS HER! KISS HER! KISS HER!" They didn't stop till Harry turned to me, looking into my in the eyes right to my soul, he closed the gap between us bring his lips to mine. He kissed me slowly, but with more passion then he'd ever kissed me with before. I kissed him back trying to match his passion. Our hands found each others. His lips were soft, and tasted of my favorite peppermint chap stick. We stayed like that for a while before one of the lads cleared their throat to remind us they were there. Harry slowly pulled away, but rested his forehead on mine. A different boy cleared their throat again to gain our attention. My face slowly turned from Harry's to the group who watched us. My hands were still in his.

"You two have the rest of today all of tomorrow and most of the day after." The man who had been driving me around informed us. "Harry, it's up to you if you ride with the lads back or with (Y/N)." Harry turned to me.

"As much as I want to spend every second we have with you, the fans out side the studio already think something is up. They already know too much." I informed him.

"I'll ride with the lads." Harry didn't look away from me, he was very clearly concerned. "You go back to the hotel first and then we'll get back in about a half hour, hopefully that will distract the fans for a little bit." I hugged him tight for a good while before I had to leave him. I was walking down the hallway towards the door. My phone began vibrating, but it wasn't the kind that told me I had a text message. It was a call. I looked at who it was before I answered. "Hey," The familiar voice said quietly. " I'll stay on the phone with you till we get to the hotel." I smiled knowing he wanted only for me to be safe.

Most of the time we didn't even talk. Just knowing he was there was calming. Through everything that was running through my head. more games. She is so fat, OMG please Harry break up with her! She's not worth it! OMG she is so ugly and fat! I could even imagine a world wide trends, #DietForHarryStyles'fatgirlfriend. It was pitiful.
I walked into the lobby of the hotel.

"You're thinking of them again aren't you?" The voice on the other end asked.

"What do you mean?"

"The tweets that haven't ever been tweeted. I know about those, you posted about them on that blog of yours." I became very panicked again. When had I told him about that? "Darlin' I need you to realize I choose you, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, you are smart, and funny and you know what you want in life, and you are gorgeous and I love you." Tears fell from my eyes. I tried wiping them away but they just kept coming. "You are caring and so patient and loving and pretty, you are so great, kind, gentle, selfless,loving, funny, beautiful. You are so beautiful, I don't understand how you don't see it. I mean it when I tell you that."

"I know. Thank you for that. I really love you!" We don't normally tell each other we love the other, but he was so kind in telling me all that.

"You are the most perfect being I've ever laid my eyes on." Tears poured out of my eyes. "Babe, please stop crying I didn't mean to make you cry."

"I know, I don't mean to, it's just you literally know the perfect words to say to me right now. and I know you're not just saying them, and it's all very perfect. And I just love you, and I've missed you terribly, and I can't wait to just lay in bed with you holding me. I can't wait to smell your smell and hear you voice and see your eyes and play with your curls." I told him all that I'd been feeling for the last eight months. We were both silent on the phone until he knocked on my door. I opened it to let him in. We stood there next to the door hugging each other. My arms were around his neck, my check rested on his shoulder, our face burried into each others necks. One of his hands was tangled in my hair the other on the small of back, pulling me closer to him.

"We've only got two hours before the lads come over, so they can hang out with you." He told me. I gave him puppy dog eyes, I wanted to hang out with them, but also I really just wanted to be with him. "Either it's hang out with them tonight, or hang out with them tomorrow, and if we hang out with them tonight then we'll have all day tomorrow and we won't even have to get dressed, we'll just stay in bed holding each other and eating food, and watching stupid reality tv." I took his hand and sat him down on the bed. I sat on his lap facing him. I brought my face to his, kissing him forcefully. He kissed back with just as much force.

He made me feel fearless, like we could do anything as long as we were together. He made me feel beautiful. He made me feel smart. He made me feel like there was nothing I couldn't handle, that there was nothing that we couldn't handle. Thoughts were forming in my mind, I was thinking about things I never would have imagined an hour ago. As we kissed the idea seemed to get better and better. Till it sounded to good that I pulled away from Harry ready to tell him.

"What if we told them?" Harry asked me, like he was in my brain think exactly what I was thinking. "Now, I know you don't want to and stuff, but like I really hate this sneaking around, and you haven't even been to a concert yet. Please we would get to spend so much more time together if they just knew." He just told me everything I was about to tell him. I knew it wasn't him holding us back. It was me, and my stupid insecurities. I thought about it all again.

"You know, I think I-"

"We." He interrupted.

"We can handle it. As long as I've got him," I grabbed the cross charm on my necklace. "and I've got you." I used my other hand to hold Harry's. "We can do anything." He attacked my mouth with his. I kissed him back, he wrapped his arms around me, pulling us down on the bed so he was laying his back. I put one of my hands on his cheek, holding it with much caution. My other hand played with his hair, his soft brown curls, full of life and volume. We broke apart before things got too serious.

We sat on my bed in each others arms. My head laid on his chest. We were talking about how we would do it. We both felt bad that everyone on the team was so careful about our privacy and all the time and money spent on this trip.

"Do you think they'll get mad?" I asked him doing my best to look up at him.

"To be honest, I'm sure they will all be a bit relieved. They love you dearly, and think you are a lovely girl, but it really stresses them out when they have to plan extra things for us." I felt guilty.

"Huh?"

"But they love seeing you, like I said they think you're lovely, they would do anything for us." He said making me feel a little better.

"Maybe should we call management or something so that they know and stuff?" I asked him holding out his phone for him.

"Good Idea, love." He talked to them, I heard a congratulations and a few other mumbled word trough the ear piece. Harry hung up the phone just as the boys knocked on my door. I tried to get up, so I could let them in, but Harry wouldn't let me go.

"Open up, Love!" Zayn called from the hall.

"I'm trying!" I yelled back.

"Harry let her go! We have some serious catching up to do!" Louis screamed though the door. There were a few more knocks before Harry gave in, walking with me to the door. I opened the door and the lads all piled in.

The boys piled on my bed. Harry and I waited for them to calm down before we told them what we going to do. After a few moments Liam realized we weren't saying anything so he told the others to shut up. I felt kind of like a mom standing in front of alll the boys waiting for them to quiet down.

"All right, so we kind of want your input on something." I told the boys when we had their attention. "Harry and I were thinking about not keeping us not such a total secrete anymore."

"I just got off the phone with management and they said it wouldn't be that bad of a thing. Basically, we would get the opportunity to see each other so much more if we weren't trying to hide it." The look on their faces was a mixture of confusion and happiness. Louis seemed happy while Niall was confused.

"What made you guys think about this?" Liam asked for everyone.

"The last eight months have been terrible with out seeing him. all because of my stupidness." All ten of their eyes suddenly on me.

"Don't ever call yourself stupid!" Niall said.

"Seriously, you are one of the brightest people I know, you're not stupid, love." Zayn told me, and that meant a lot because Zayn was really smart. He and I liked to talk about our favourite books when ever we got the chance.

"We just miss each other right now even though we're right here. We just want your input, what do you think?" The same question I asked myself was the same one they all wanted to ask. They all knew about my past and my cutting, so it was a concern of everyone's, including mine and Harry's. He didn't flat out say it, but I knew it was on his mind.

"Just, are sure you'll be able to handle it, some of them can be really rude." Liam offered the truth.

"Like I told Harry, as long as I've got Him," I held my cross necklace like I did when I told Harry, but I also looked up as if to see God smiling down at me. "And as long as I've got Harry," I looked at him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. "And as long as I've got you all?" I half asked, half told them that I needed them as well.

"Of course! (Y/N), Of course, we'll always be here for you."They got off the bed crossing the room to join the hug Harry was already giving me. They were like older brothers to me, always looking out for me and building me up. I loved them all very much, I don't know how I got on with out them. I thank God, everyday since I've met them.

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"So because you picked my card I get this green one?" I nodded at Zayn who had just learned how to play.

"And now it's Liam's turn." I told Zayn. We sat in a circle around the table that sat in the room. Liam read what the green card said, we all looked at the red cards we had in our hands. I had the perfect card. I placed my card down and waited for the others to put their cards down. We waited on Louis who had been trying really hard to win all the green cards, but losing because we all had three or four and he only had one. Liam picked them up after Louis put down his card. He ended up losing to my card, again. And then it was his turn.

We played the game for hours, then we got bored, or at least I did.

"I'm out, I'm going to take a shower, I'm tired and ready for bed."

"But-" Niall tired to protest.

"Nope, you all had your time with her, who knows we may get restless tomorrow and want to come hang out with you lot." Harry interrupted, reading my mind word for word. They reluctantly left, including Harry so that I could have a little privacy to shower.

"I'll come let you know when I'm ready, kay?"

"Wait?" Harry asked in confusion. He was confused because we always sleep in our own beds, but something about this weekend made me want to be near him, next to him, close to him, touching him. "Are you sure?" The blood rushed to my face. I nodded, a smile on my face, one grew on his.

"But just like, so I can sleep next to you, like that all. I just want to be close to you."

"That's what I thought." His voice was calm, no trace of disappointment "Okay, well, just knock then, I guess." I hugged him, he kissed the top of my head. We broke apart to get ready for our slumber.

I got out some sweat pants, clean under garment, and a t-shirt. I put them on the bed before turning to go into the bathroom. Then just as I closed the door my phone rang. I quickly ran to it.
"Hello?"

"Is this (Y/F/N)?" The voice didn't sound familiar. She sounded younger then me, like a lot younger then me.

"May ask who it is that's asking?"

"None of your business. I just wanted to call you and tell you you're disgusting looking and you're fat and Harry deserves someone so much more pretty!" She yelled into the mouth piece.

"Are you the one that gets to sleep with him tonight," I didn't give her anytime to answer.

"That's what I thought." And then I hung up. The confidence in me felt great. I was about ready to get into the shower, I stood looking at my reflection. I hurt to think people could think such terrible things about someone. But then I thought about how i felt, and how I thought of my self, and that's just as bad. It's true that you are your own worst enemy. I can be so much harder on myself then any person could ever be. I looked down at my leg, where old scars lay. In that moment I remembers what had cause each of them, I remembered everything I felt. Tears come to my eyes as the emotion pulsed through my body. I ran my fingers across the uneven, light pink, greyish scars.

The thought had crossed my mind more then once. the thought of pulling out something sharp, so i could pull it across my skin. But, whoever it was that called didn't deserve that. They didn't deserve for me to remember them. I wiped my eyes and then got in. I stood in the bathtub, water soaking every part of my body. I cleaned, and shaved my legs and arm pits. Once I was clean and mostly hairless, I turned the shower off. While wrapping a towel around myself, I heard a knocking, but it wasn't on the bathroom door. I got out of the bath room.

"One second!" I yelled, but the knocking continued. I quickly threw on the clothing that had been setting out. I went to the door, before opening I looked through the eye hole. It was Harry. I opened the door as quickly as i could.
"What is it?" Harry brushed past me to get into the room.

"They know already." My eyebrows furrowed. He noticed my confusion and explained it further. "They know about us. You and me, they know you're here with me and that we're "sleeping together tonight."" My face washed from color. Harry noticed and came to me to hug me. "It will be all right, everything will be fine." He grabbed hold of me to give me a comforting hug. "Don't pay attention to anything anyone says, it doesn't matter what they say." His voice was very calming despite the not calmness of the way he was talking.

"Harry." I tried to talk to him, but he couldn't hear me over himself. I wasn't talking loud either, so its not like I was trying very hard for him to hear me. "Harry."I said louder. HE didn't hear me. "Harry!" I said finally loud enough for him to hear, and loud enough for the lads to hear who stood knocking at my door. He pulled away from me. The knocking continued on my door. Harry asked if he could let the lads in, I told him it was all right.

We got settled, them on the bed, me standing in front of them.

"So, here's what happened. I was about to get into the shower, but my phone rang so I went to it, picking it up with out seeing it was. The person on the other end asked me who I was and I asked who she was, Then she told me I was fat, and that Harry deserved so much prettier. At that point I got a sudden burst of confidence, I asked her if she was the one sleeping with Harry tonight and then I hung up." The boy's eyebrow raised, as they were mow interested in what I said about sleeping together. I ignored it despite, Harry's red face. "When I said It I meant just sleeping, sleeping in the most innocent way, but she must have thought, just as you guys just did, that we'd be having sex tonight. Sorry no." I told Harry and the other boys.

"Why are so calm?" Zayn asked for everyone, including myself.

"I have no idea, but I mean at least its out and what ever." So that was settled. Niall, Louis, Zayn, Liam, Harry and I left my room. The all headed to their rooms, while Harry and I went to his room.

"Behave." Louis looked back to wink at us. We looked at each other, both our face a lovely crimson color. Harry held on to my hand to pull my into his room.

"What would you like to do?" I asked him, pulling him to the bed and sitting on his lap.

"(Y/N), you're making it really hard, not to want to have sex with you." That made by face redden even more. I gave him a sweet, careful, kiss on the nose, before I got up off him.

"Sorry." I walked away from to grab him, going to his macbook that sat on the table in his room. Google was pulled up, Harry Styles was typed into the serach box.

"One of my friends texted me and told me to google my name, so I did." The first story wad added twenty minutes ago. About the time of my call. The headline for it was, "Harry's Getting Lucky With A Mysterious Different Kind Of Girl, A source tells us that Harry is sleeping with the girl we've seen coming in and out of their hotel surrounded by some of the same security guys as the band One Direction. " I read on the screen.
"Well I mean at least the chick on the phone didn't lie, I did tell her I would be sleeping with you tonight, but I meant it different then what is sounded like."

"I know. And that's good."

"Can I get on your twitter?" I asked him after noticing it was one of his tabs, at the top of the screen. He nodded. The little blue dot was lit up under his profile icon letting him know someone had mentioned him. I clicked it to look at it. I closed my eyes before I could read anything. Lord, please just give me the strength to read glance through some of these. I know It's not particularly advisable, but I want to know what people are saying. I prayed to God. When I opened my eyes to look at the first tweet.

Wow @harry_styles I wish you both the best!!!:):):)

It was from a girl named Sara. I looked a the next and it was hate, but the next fourteen were supporting us. The support was a lot more then I'd expected and there was far more of then hate. I huge weight had been lifted from shoulders.

"Want to do a twitcam?" HE asked reading the tweets over my shoulder.

"Yeah, I do, kind of." So I tweeted from Harry's twitter we were about to do a twitcam, so they should come on over watch it. Harry set it up, we appeared on the screen.

"HellOOOooooo!" He to the people watching. I was waiting, out of the shot, to appear when we had decided. "All right, so really recently a story come out. And well," I moved so I was next to Harry.

"Before he says anything else, I'm tired and I was about to go to bed and then this stuff happened so yeah, don't judge the outfit."

"Anyway, so you may have seen this lovely lady coming in and out of the hotel we're in here in Michigan, and you may have heard that we're having sex tonight."

"Now, here the thing, I go to Bible school and its frowned upon in the Christian religion to have sex before marriage, Harry and I aren't married. I take my faith really seriously and therefore, no sex for Harry tonight!!" I smiled, Harry laughed at me.

"Uhh, so like, Umh we've talked about it and so like, this is my wonderful, beautiful, hilarious girlfriend, (Y/N). We met a really long time ago, we were firends before we decided to give a relationship a go, and now this is the first time we've seen each other in eight months, and that's almost a year and I just missed her too much."

"We've been together.." I looked at Harry, unsure of how long we'd actually been together. "A year, in two weeks." I blushed that he remembered and I had no idea.
"Anyway so like we kept it secret because I was afraid of you all. I just went through loads of stuff a few years ago, stuff that I knew could possibly happen again, and I couldn't go back, and so yeah. Uhh but a majority of you have been nothing but supportive this last hour so, like that's why we're doing this."

"Aww, look at that one." Harry pointed to one that said we were really cute. "I just wanted to introduce you all to her and let you know, I do in fact have a girlfriend, and I think she's amazing and I hope you all like her as much as I do." He turned his head to mine and kissed me on the cheek. There thousands of tweets asking us how we'd met and a further explanation on why we didn't tell them sooner, and how we kept it such a secrete.

"And the only way we could keep it a secrete was the fact that this is the first time in eight months I've been able to touch him." I poked his cheek. He smiled and we all got see his dimples. To know that I had caused him to smile like that made my already huge smile grow even bigger.

"What?" Harry noticed my smile grow.

"Because."

"Because why?"

"Cause." He stuck his tongue at me, then he
turned back to the laptop. "Now, it's late and we're tired, so thanks for watching and stuff. And thanks for all support not just with the music, but also with this." He put his arm around me.

"Yeah thank you." Then I was caught off guard with a kiss from Harry tried to kiss me and turn the twitcam off at the same time. I was impressed when he did accomplish it. "Bed time?" I asked as he went over to put his macbook back on the table where it was before.

"Yup!" He got in the bed on his side, I moved to get on the other side. I was a little worried he wanted to like cuddle before we went to sleep, like I had said I wanted to. But i was worried because of how badly I wanted to cuddle with him. How badly I just wanted to kiss him, and touch him, and be so close to him. "Come here." His arms were open, as if to welcome a hug. He moved closer to me as I moved closer to him. It felt good, comfortable and safe. He wrapped his arms around me, I was overflowing with warmth and love for him. We fell asleep like that. Nothing happened that night, nothing I would regret or feel guilty, which I worried about. It was perfect. This was perfect.

Notes

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