Strings (Book 2 in the CCHR Series)

Chapter 10

"Hi," I said, smiling.

"Good day," he said. I giggled, and leaned in, planting a kiss on his lips.

When I pulled away, he was smirking.

"What?" I said.

"I thought there were no kisses for a certain someone?" He said, his mouth forming his signature half grin.

I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up and eat your bacon."

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Zayn left the band a few months back, but interviews without him still sucked.

Our new manager, Ryan's replacement Shawn, was a lot less strict on PDA, but Harry and I decided that until we were 100% comfortable letting the world know about us, we would keep it to a minimum.

So, here I was, sat at the opposite end of the couch as Harry, and being forced to talk about Zayn's departure.

I wanted to cry actually.

Cry, and let Harry hold me.

I relied quite heavily on him sometimes. To be my rock, to hold me close, to calm me down, to keep me safe, and to love me unconditionally under the premise that I would always do the same.

I had once thought that I knew what love was.

I was wrong.

I hadn't a clue, not until I fell in love with Harry.

Neither had Zayn, until he had fallen for Perrie. So much so, that he left his band behind him.

It was sweet I guess, but being on the negative end was harsh.

I managed to stay entirely silent, Liam and Harry answering most of the questions. I was forced to speak though when the interviewer asked me how I felt about Zayn.

I don't know how many times I have to answer this question.

"I think that he had to do what's best for him, that's the most important thing," I said. She nodded and moved on.

Thank God.

I wanted to look at Harry, but I resisted. Liam agreed with us that low PDA was a good idea. He was always on us like a hawk too.

I had thought a lot about coming out with Harry. We estimated that it would be soon, we weren't entirely sure when. All we knew is we were getting fucking sick of hiding it.

It was hard. I wanted to grab his hand, I couldn't. I reached for him, but had to pull back. I look at him, but have to force myself to look away.

It wasn't fair, but Harry wasn't quite ready yet either.

I had plans for us though. Big ones.

Six months ago, we weren't together, I thought I had a son, and we were being heavily blackmailed by our boss.

So much had changed, decisions had been made, and I had gotten a crazy idea that I just maybe loved a lot. Kinda like the guy I loved a lot.

I had done it before, but something had been off.

I had pictured someone else, and it was about damn time that I lived that moment for real.

I had purchased a gold band. Simple, smooth, eleagant... Harry. It was perfect.

I was trying to think of ideas. I wanted it to be the most special fucking proposal ever. He was the love of my life. He deserved the world.

The interviewer snapped me out of my thoughts, and I couldn't help but immediately look to Harry.

I pulled my eyes away, and looked at her, nodding and then proceeding to wave at the crowd as I realized she was saying goodbye.

We walked off stage, and as soon as we were out of sight, I locked my hand in Harry's.

Much better.

AN: Hello!!

So... contest time?? Anyone??

I need proposal ideas. I want ideas from the depths of your Larry souls. I want emotional, meaningful ideas. But, if you've got anything, shoot it my way cause it might just work! ;)

I love hearing from you guys as always.

Thanks for the support and the love.

Hopefully I will start updating a little more frequently when summer starts. Exams are this week so I wanted to update before I get a shit ton of review dumped on me. :/

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