Never - A Haylor Fanfic [discontinued]

Chapter 11 - Trips & Promises

       
"I'm a pop singer. I have two number one albums and I'm... considerably famous. You're one of the only people I've ever met who didn't immediately recognize me."

He says in a monotonous voice. My mouth falls open in shock.

"Oh my God, really? I...genuinely had no idea!"

I'm awestruck. A pop singer?! That's the last thing I would've guessed!

"Oh, is that where you're always going at night? To your shows?"

"I thought we were allowed one question."

I slap his chest roughly, but instantly realize that this action most likely hurt me more than it did him. Wow, he is like a rock.

Fortunately, he still replies, sighing dramatically before doing so. I listen intently as he explains the workings of his clearly important job.

"Yes, if you must know. And, this morning my manager called me down to discuss expanding next year's tour to more countries. We have another meeting in London tomorrow."

"Wow- well...can I hear some of your stuff sometime?"

He stares at me for a moment, eyes unreadable.

"Or not."

I breathe, hurriedly breaking his ferocious eye contact before it can get too intense.

"Oh, that actually reminds me, I really should get packing."

He clicks his fingers as if he's suddenly remembered something important.

"-wait, Harry-"

"-I'll see you soon."

He grabs his coat and another cookie before jumping hurriedly to his feet.

"Hey, how long will you be gone?"

He slows slightly as I say this.

"I mean, how long will you be in London for?"

I lean against the doorframe and watch as his mouth hangs open for a second, almost like he's trying to decide whether or not he wants me to know.

"Couple a days, at the most."

I smile.

"Okay then. Get me something from London, okay?"

I swear his face shows hints of affection at my last statement.

"Bye, Harry."

I mutter, slamming the door as fast as I can. I fear if I stare into those smoldering green eyes any longer I'll sound just like Jason next time I see him.

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