Hold On For Dear Love (Sequel to WILD)

Harry’s POV

I ended up leaving the arena to walk around the city so I could clear my head. My mind was spinning trying to make a good decision that wouldn't make me seem selfish. If I run away and leave her alone then she would eventually get over me and I would have to move on with my life as well. Or I could jump back into her life I and possibly ruin all progress she's made towards moving on, which would be good for her in the future. But there is that chance...that one in a million chance that she somehow forgives me for everything and we go on with our lives...together.

After hours of walking I decided to go back to the hotel and sleep on it. When I arrived at my room all of the boys and Emily's band mates were waiting for me.

"What the hell, Harry!? You spend two weeks planning this huge thing and then you just run away at the last minute!?" Louis yelled. "Don't you love her at all!?"

"Of course I do! I love her more than anything!"

"Then what are you afraid of?" Liam asked.

"I'm afraid that she doesn't want me back..." I said quietly, my eyes landing on the floor.
Someone stood up and walked over to put their hands on my shoulders. I looked up to see Jenna standing there.

"Harry, I want you to listen to what I'm about to say because it's going to help you. Alright?" I nodded and she continued on. "After you ran off, Emily ended the song in tears"

"Jenna, I don't want to hear this" I interrupted.

I tried to leave, but she pushed me back into place.

"No, just listen. When she got off the stage she ran into Sara's arms and do you know what she said? She said, "I miss him so much." Harry, that girl has been just as miserable without you as you've been without her. She still loves you, and if you go through with this like we planned then I promise you that she'll forgive you. Now, there's another concert tomorrow night, but this is your last chance. Are you up for it?"

I stood there for a long time and thought about everything she told me. My mind is saying no, but my heart is saying go for it. Screw logic. I need Emily in my life.

"Alright. I'm gonna go for it"

Emily's POV

*FLASHBACK*

We laid on the bed, wrapped up in each other's arms, limbs tangled together. It must have been at least one in the morning, but neither of us were tired. My fingers began drawing circles on his bare chest, tracing over his tattoos that were etched into his skin. A few seconds passed before his chest began to shake as he attempted to fight back his laughter. A smile formed across my lips and I continued doing it until I finally found the spot that made him lose it. His melodic laughter rang throughout the room, which in turn made me laugh as well.

"You have the cutest laugh" I told him.

"Cute? My laugh is not cute. It's manly!" He let out a deep, weird sounding laugh that sent me into a laughing fit because of how ridiculous it sounded.

"You're such an idiot"

"That may be true, but I'm you're idiot"

I smiled and kissed him.

"That you are. Now we better get to sleep I have to record tomorrow"

I turned around so I was facing away from him and he wrapped his arms tightly around me so I was pressed back against his chest.

"Can't you call in sick?"

"I can't just...Actually, that is a good idea. I'm going to be too damn tired tomorrow anyways no thanks to you"

"How is it my fault?"

"You distract me"

"Oh? You mean like this?" He poked his finger into my side and I let out a squeak, which he thought was pretty funny because he laughed when the noise came out of my mouth. So much for sleeping.

*End Flashback*

I woke up still feeling his arms around me even though I knew that he wasn't there. It was the same exact thing that has been happening to me the past few months. I'd dream about my time with Harry and wake up crying. I'm surprised I have any left.

"Emily?" Sara's voice called from behind the door.

"Come in"

"We leave for the venue in an hour"

"Alright. I'll be ready"

She nodded and turned to leave, but paused.

"If you ever want to talk, I'm here"

"I know. Thank you, but I'll be fine"

She didn't look convinced, but decided to leave it alone. I got up and got ready for the concert.

~.:o:.~

"Wow. You guys are even crazier than last night! I see a few familiar faces as well. Yes, I'm talking to you three girls up front" They screamed and waved at me making me laugh.

"Alright, I'm dedicating this next song to all you best friends out there. This is-"

"Hold up, Emily!" Jenna said as she appeared beside me. "We have a little surprise for you tonight"

I blinked, a confused expression on my face.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're about to find out"

She grinned at me then turned me towards the big jumbotron behind me. The lights dimmed and I watched as the screen fade into a video of the boys with Harry in the middle. My heart lurched at the sight of him and I felt tears coming on. I wanted to run off so I wouldn't break down, but Jenna held me in place. Niall started playing his guitar and a moment later Harry began to sing.

"Don't try to make me stay
Or ask if I'm okay
I don't have the answer
Don't make me stay the night
Or ask if I'm alright
I don't have the answer
Heartache doesn't last forever
I'll say I'm fine
Midnight isn't time for laughing
When you say goodbye"

The video switched to pictures of Harry and I. One was of me sitting on Harry's lap, both of us asleep, on the first week of the tour. Another was from Niall's birthday party when we took each other's cake and shoved it in the other's face. I smiled at the memory. The next one made me laugh. Harry and I were bored and decided to have a laughing contest to see which one of us would laugh first. We both pulled the weirdest faces we could and Louis snapped a picture before we burst out laughing.

“It makes your lips so kissable
And your kiss unmissable
Your fingertips so touchable
And your eyes irresistible”

I watched the pictures and short clips of us with tears in my eyes. I wanted to hate him, to forget about him and move on, but I couldn't. This video just showed me that I was still madly in love with him.

Jenna pointed to the top of the stairs where the lift was located and my eyes widened when they landed on his curly brown hair. Harry stood in the middle of the boys as they rose up onto the stage. He looked just as handsome as ever wearing his jean and a black button up shirt. He stepped forward as he sang and boys followed him as they harmonized. By the time Harry got to me I was in tears.

He took my hand in his and stared into my eyes as he sang to me.

"It's in your lips
And in your kiss
It's in your touch
And your fingertips
And it's in all the things and other things that make you who you are
And your eyes
Irresistible"

They cut off the song and we just stood there staring at each other. A hush fell upon the crowd as they waited for him to speak.

"Emily, I know I said some horrible things to you, but I didn't mean any of it. I was just mad and hurt. There are so many things I should have done to avoid this, but I just froze. Seeing you look so.... It killed me knowing I was the cause of it and I pray to god that I'll never see you like that again. I want to see you happy. I want you to always have a smile on your face and not have to worry about getting hurt. I want you to feel loved and safe. I'm so sorry, Emily. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, and if you decide to move on then I'll gladly let you go"

"...but if you take me back I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you. I'll keep my promise that I made to you that night on the beach. I'll make you laugh and smile and feel like the princess you deserve to be treated as. I don't regret going over to talk to you in the club that night. It was the best damn thing I ever did, and without it I wouldn't have met the most amazing girl in the world who loves me for me, not as a celebrity. The girl I can't live without, and makes me feel like I can do anything as long as she's there by my side. I love you...more than anything in the entire world, and I always will. Can you forgive me?"

I stared into his eyes for a long time, letting myself think it over. I looked around to find everyone waiting anxiously for my answer. The boys stood on the sides of the stage with similar expressions. My gaze then fell upon the worried face of the boy who captured my heart that night on the ice rink.

"You make a video and set this whole thing up so you can apologize to me in front thousands of people? Possibly setting yourself up for the most embarrassing rejection that will be worldwide in a matter of seconds?" I kept my voice serious as if I was going to say no to him.

His face dropped a little and he nodded slowly.

"You're an idiot..."

Everyone stared at me in shock and Harry's face dropped even more. After a few seconds I couldn't hold it in anymore and my face broke out into a smile.

"...but you're my idiot"

Harry's face lit up and he immediately pulled me into passionate kiss. The whole stadium erupted in cheers, but all I heard was a dull roar. My focus was on Harry. His hungry lips moving against mine in perfect sync. My hands became tangled in his soft curls while his were wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling our bodies together as close as humanly possible. All worries were forgotten and replaced with butterflies in my stomach and tingles running down my spine.

The feeling never stopped when we pulled away and embraced each other in a hug. For the first time in months I felt whole again. We pulled away and smiled at each other, tears in our eyes.

“I’m still mad at you”

"I love you, too"

He leaned forward and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Alright you two lovebirds. I hate to break this up, but we have a concert to finish" Jason said.
I wiped my eyes and let out a little laugh when I saw mascara on my hands.

"Look at me. I'm a mess"

"No, you're beautiful" Harry said.

The crowd 'awed' which made us smile.

"Well, I better let you finish your show"

"Wait. Since you're already here, how about we do our last song together?”

“Alright. Come on out boys” Harry called.

The crowd went absolutely nuts as the rest of the boys walked out onto the stage. I gave them each a hug before grabbing my guitar and placing the strap over my shoulder. I grinned at the boys, then started playing the riff for What Makes You Beautiful with my own little rock twist. The rest of the band caught on and joined in. The boys laughed and started jamming out. I looked at Liam to sing the first part, but he nodded for me to take his place. I smiled and turned to the mic.

“You’re insecure
Don’t know what for..."

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