moonlight {h.s}

cheek to cheek

Harry

"Come on love we're going to be late." I shouted out to Sydney who was still in the bedroom getting ready.

We were going out to dinner in the city with Sydney's friend Kacey Musgraves and Gigi. I'd heard a lot of Kacey's music and she was amazing so Sydney had decided to introduce us.

I was hoping over dinner today, I could convince her to come and be the supporting act on the US leg of tour which started next summer.

My team and I were in the process of organising the second half of Live On Tour and everything that came with it. This was my first solo tour and I was so scared but so excited to do it.

We'd already announced the Europe Leg which was starting in September, and it was amazing. It sold out in minutes. An incredible feeling.

"I'm here, I'm coming." She said quickly walking into the main living room of her apartment.

I was leaning on the back of the sofa and she walked over to me, slipping in a gold hoop earring. She was wearing a black slip dress, black Gucci tights and matching thigh high leather boots.

"We can stay, let's stay." I said, closing the gap between us and attaching my lips to her neck.

"Harry!" She giggled, pulling my head away from her neck so she could talk to me face on.

"We have to go now. The girls are waiting at the restaurant. And don't worry, these boots slip off very easily but only after dinner." She grinned suggestively, stroking my cheek.

"Jesus." I groaned as she rolled her eyes and began walking to the front door with me tailing behind her.

We quickly went down stairs in the lift, shamelessly making out against the shiny gold doors praying no one came through.

Thankfully it was a quiet night and we quickly separated before walking out into the fancy lobby and saying night to Ron, the doorman.

There was a car waiting outside, along with a sea of paparazzi that were shouting our names. It was so annoying that Sydney's new apartment location was leaked as quick as it had been. I knew she was always on edge, thinking about the possibility of Jordan which broke my heart.

We quickly got into the car and slid into the seats, as Ron shut the door for us. The paparazzi sound was instantly muffled as Sydney snugged up next to me and we drove away.

"I feel like Lana Del Rey in these boots." She smiled, extending her legs to get a good look at them.

"You look hot baby."

"Thank you. You excited for tonight?" She grinned, beginning to kiss up my neck and unbuttoning the top of my shirt.

"Mhm," I moaned trying to keep my composure, "You like Lana baby?"

"Love." She whispered in my ear, beginning to slowly kiss further down onto my jaw.

I swear I had died and gone to heaven. What had I done to deserve this life?

"You know she's...she's working on a new album. It's coming out...in July." I breathed heavily, slipping my hand up her dress.

"You're fucking kidding." She said suddenly, pulling back from my neck and facing me straight on. There was an excited twinkle in her eye.

"I'm not kidding, it's called Lust Life, but you didn't hear it from me." I whispered, pushing some of her hair out of her face and behind her ear.

"How do you know this?" She excitedly questioned, sitting herself on my lap and stopping everything she was doing before.