You're My North Star (H.S. Fanfic)

Part 34 - Let the Show Begin

"Emily.. Emily! Wake up we have to go" he gently shook her as her bed hair shifted in its matted state, "Hmm...five more minutes" 

"We can't miss the flight if you're gonna be performing later on" she let the truth settle into her head before slumping herself up, "ok, i'm up" she lazily moaned.

Her eyes luckily didn't hold bags as big she expected once she looked at herself in the mirror, she had changed into her comfy airport clothes once again and brushed out her hair just to put it back into a messy bun. 

After all the joy of packing up her suitcase was over she was left with the crushing goodbye she had to make towards the beautiful hotel room, to the beautiful building... and to the beautiful city. 

She sat forcing her yawns on the plane seat, trying her best to pop her ears. "Tired?" Harry softly asked, she gently nodded her head and curled up next to him as the plain continued its rough journey home. 

It was a magical week, she could never have asked for anything better. It not only gave her time to re-organise her stressed out thoughts but get closer to Harry, and it was clear that physically and emotionally she was more comfortable than ever. 

Emily had trailed after the sun for the whole day spent travelling, it was getting closer and closer to the time her show would start but she knew for a fact that she had been training for hours on end before the trip so there was no need or room for extra nerves. It was weird watching her surrounding slowly transform back into London's glorious streets as Harry drove her straight to the dance studio, it seemed to be one of those moments in life that just didn't feel real, like walking out of a hospital at night.. or being trapped in a local place in the middle of a thunderstorm. "So you're really not nervous?" he softly spoke, waking her up from her trippy tangent.

"Not as much as I expected, but I feel like as soon as i'm changed and sat in front of the makeup mirrors all the nerves are just going to come back." 

He gently smiled with his eyes on the road, lit up by his headlights. "You're gonna be fine, I know it" she smiled at his reasoning just before her he drove through the last turn before the ice rink.

"EMILY!!" Benjamin practically jumped on her as she entered through the front doors with Harry, his arms squeezed the air straight out of her lungs as her strained voice struggled to perform. "I missed you.." 

"Ugh, do you know how miserable it's been without you!" she couldn't help but smile at his kind words as he cupped her face in his hands, wearing his dark but very dazzled dance uniform.

"OH, I almost forgot you were even performing, you need to go change super quickly!" He pushed her towards the dressing rooms kick starting her little run.

"So.. how was it?" he teasingly hinted to Harry since Benjamin was the one who helped him organise the whole thing, "It was pretty surreal, you know what she likes Benji" he laughed. "Yea, and he's standing right in front of me," Harry shook his head as Benjamin lead him into a little lounge where he could stay, waiting for the show to actually start.

And just as she expected once her body was glued to a tight, deep red fabric drowned in miniscule glittering diamonds her nerves bubbled in her stomach, "is that tight enough hunny?" the hairstylist asked whilst scrunching her dutch braids to bun as the back of her head. "Yep" she said trying to hold back her pain caused tears from ruining her makeup. "Ok then, I think that you're done" she let herself breath at his relieving words, "thank you so much"

He left with a wide smile on his face, resembling his large amount of pride as Benjamin stepped in. "Woow Em, you look amazi- ..wait.. what the fuck is that" he said with a curious look on his face as he walked closer to her. "Benji, what are you-"

"Hold on, let me get a picture of this" he pulled out his phone as Emily watched him take a picture of the back of her head through the mirror with numerous blinding light bulbs surrounding it. Her face grew hot as he reviewed the picture, he gently passed his phone to her so she could take a quick look.

Her breath left her body, that feeling when the back of your eyes are burning with tears overwhelmed her. She looked at what Harry drew onto the back of her neck last night in awe, re-reading the words.. 'I love you'.

"wha- ..Benji" This time there were no barriers stopping her from breaking into her water works, "No, no no no don't do this now, you literally just got your makeup done and it's like five minutes till the show starts" her surprising laughter broke through her utter shock. 

"..but Em."

He crouched next to her and tightly held her hand, of course he knew that this had to be Harry since nobody in the right mind would be able to write 'i love you' so perfectly onto the back their own head, he was so unimaginably proud of her for letting herself get over her haunting past and breaking down her walls for the first time since everything went wrong. "I'm happy you found him, you should be proud of yourself for letting your conscience back into a better place"

She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him onto a hug drowned in emotions. 

"Now, are we gonna kill this or are we gonna kill this" he shouted jumping up and down to get his blood rushing around. "Were gonna kill it"