Chapter 48

LONGG CHAPTER! I really really loved writing this one. Needless to say, I got A LOT of Harry feels lol.

First of all, GIF OF HARRY DANCING ON THE SIDE OK I'M CRYING HE'S SO HOT.

Second, there's a trailer for Truly Madly Deeply! This chapter is dedicated to wordsarefriends for making the trailer because it was her first time in making one, and it came out pretty good!

ENJOYYYY xxx

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Carly’s POV:

            “Guyssssssss,” I stretch out the word. “Two more weeks until the tour ends,” I say.

            The boys look at me, sighing. “We know,” Liam says. “And then off to London.”

            “For you,” I say. “I’m going back to LA,” I chuckle.

            “Wait,” Louis suddenly says from the floor, causing us to look at him. “If Carly’s going to LA, that means we’re gonna have to hear Harry complain about not being with her. NO!” he exclaims, his face mortified.

            I let out a laugh, leaning my head on Harry’s chest. The two of us were cuddled up on the couch; with him sitting comfortably and me just leaning on his chest with my arms wrapped around his torso. Niall and Zayn were playing Mario Kart on the Xbox, and Liam was watching them as he waited for his turn. We were on our way to Birsbane right now, so the drive would take a long time. 

            “I need to go to the gym,” Harry says, and I crack a grin.

            “Yeah, you do. You’re getting chubby,” I playfully tease him, poking his stomach – which was hard as hell, may I add.

            Harry looked down at me, raising an eyebrow as he wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted me up, placing me on his lap. “You wanna say that again?” he asks, a playful tone in his voice.

            I chuckle as he tightens his grip around my waist. “Okay, fine, I take that back,” I say, and he loosens his grip around me.

            “Just go to the gym when we get to Brisbane,” Zayn says as he gives Liam his controller, since he lost the game against Niall.    

            “I plan on it,” Harry replies, and I smirk as I tilt my head to look up at him.

            “I hope you know I’m coming with you,” I whisper, looking up at him. I go to the gym whenever I can to keep my body healthy and fit. I have to weigh a certain amount for certain photo shoots; it gets really annoying, but I enjoy working out, and the boys know that.

            He looks down at me, a smirk on his face as well. “That should be fun,” he says, kissing my forehead. The bus ride was peaceful and quiet – something that it never is. I was feeling a bit tired, so when I let out a small yawn, Harry looked down at me. “Why don’t you take a nap?” he suggests. “I’ll wake you up when we get to Brisbane.”

            I nod, giving him a small smile as I stand up and go up the stairs and to where the bunks were. Opening the curtain of my bunk, I slide in and close the curtain. Resting my head against the pillow, I fell asleep almost instantly.

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            “Carls,” a voice whispers. “Carly, babe, wake up.”

            I stir a bit and my eyes flutter open. The first thing I see is Harry’s head which is ducked in so he can look inside my bunk. “Hi,” I mumble, rubbing my eyes.

            Harry smiles. “Come on, we’ve got to go inside the hotel.”

            I nod and Harry moves away, giving me space to swing my legs over the bunk and jump out. I grab my already packed duffel bag and follow Harry down and out the bus. As soon as we step out, we’re surrounded by paparazzi flashing their cameras at our faces. I just woke up, so I put my hoodie up and walk through them, holding Harry’s hand as Randy guides us through. We finally get through to the lobby, and Paul leads us up to the Presidential Suite. Once in there, we pick out our rooms and set our stuff down.

            “You ready to go to the gym?” Harry asks as he takes out some clothes from his bag.

            I nod, grabbing my own bag. “Yeah, let me just change,” I say and he nods.

            I walk into the bathroom and change out of my clothes. I put on a dark torquise Adidas sports bra, a white and pink singlet on top which has the sleeve wholes a bit big so you’re able to see the sports bra and some of my skin from my torso, black track pants, and black and pink Nike sneakers. I then tie my hair into a high pony tail, and walk out of the bathroom. I see Harry’s already changed, and I almost have to do a double take. He’s wearing black shorts, sneakers, a white tank top – which exposes his biceps – and is currently fixing a dark blue beanie on top of his head. Needless to say, he looks extremely attractive.

(Her outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=70494284 )

            He sees me and his lips curve into a smile. “You ready to go?” he asks.

            I nod, grabbing my phone. “Yup,” I say, popping the ‘p.’       

            The two of us walk out of our rooms and say goodbye to the boys, and then walk out of the hotel. We get into the Range Rover that Harry had rented – he has an obsession with these cars – and he drives to the local gym here in Brisbane. As he drives, I feel my phone buzz and I take it out, only to see there’s a mention from Liam.

@Real_Liam_Payne: A couple can’t get any better looking than this... @Harry_Styles @CarlyMcKinley pic.twitter.com/PWS94225

            I smile to myself as I see the picture. Before we had left, Liam had taken a picture of Harry and I. Harry had his arm around my shoulder as we grinned widely at the camera, and it was a cute picture. Putting my phone away, I looked out the window in time to see us pull up to the gym and have Harry park the car. Once parked, we got out and walked into the gym. Not a lot of people were here, only a couple of people doing their own thing here and there. I walked directly over to where the treadmill was starting off my little work out. I take off my singlet, so all I’m in is my sports bra and track pants, and put the singlet on the bench with my phone underneath it.

            As I get on the treadmill, I catch Harry staring at my bare stomach. I smirk, snapping my fingers in front of him, saying, “Oi, eyes up here buddy,” I say, pointing to my eyes.

            Harry just smirks and rolls his eyes, before doing his own thing. I sart jogging on the treadmill as I watch Harry pick up a fifty pound dumbbell, and starts to lift them. My eyes are glued on to his arms as his muscles flex with every move he makes.

            Maybe coming to the gym with Harry was a bad idea. The boy can be such a distraction. I sigh slightly as I keep jogging on the tredmil for about fifteen minutes, my pony tail swinging back and forth on my head. Once I’m done with the treadmill, I get on the eliptical and start doing some rounds of those. As I did so, Harry started with the fifty five pound dumbbells, and again, his arms were in full view. I watched as he bit his bottom lip as his muscles flexed, his jaw clenching and unclenching. His curly hair was tamed underneath his beanie, so it didn’t come in his way, and just by watching him... It’s just hot. Every Directioner would want to be in my place right now.

            After working on the eliptical, I got a bit thirsty, so I got off and walked over to where the vending machine was. Taking out a dollar, I got myself a water bottle and wiped some sweat off of my forehead. Drinking down some of the cool water, I walked back and saw Harry put his dumbbells down, huffing a breath. I smile slightly as I walk over to him and reach my water bottle out.

            Harry takes it and smiles. “Thanks,” he raspy voice says gratefully as he drinks some of the water. Once he’s done, he hands it back to me and I put the cap on and put the bottle down. “You mind helping me for a bit?”

            I smirk slightly and nod. “Sure, what do you want me to do?” I ask.

            I watch as Harry lies down on the floor, and pulls his legs up so his knees are now up. “Just keep your knees on my feet,” he instructs as he brings both of his hands behind his head.

            Doing as he told me to, I sit down with my knees on his feet, as Harry gets ready to do his sit ups. My hands are on his own knees as Harry brings himself up, doing his first sit up. The necklace he’s always wearing, the one that looks like a paper airplane, swings ever so slightly as he goes down and back up again. As Harry comes back up to do his twelfth sit up and goes back down, he doesn’t miss sending me a cheeky wink, causing me to roll my eyes and chuckle. Harry does twenty five sit ups before stopping, and I stand up from his feet so he can stand up. But he remains on the floor, causing me to look down at him.         

            “You ever plan on getting up?” I ask, raising my eyebrows.

            Harry chuckles, still on the floor as he looks up at me. “I’m gonna do push ups,” he says. “And I may need some motivation,” he adds with a smirk.

            I just chuckle and shake my head at him, knowing what he meant. “Move,” I tell him, causing a grin to appear on his face.

            Harry moves away and I lay on the floor on my back, my hands to my side as Harry comes over me. Thank goodness no one is exactly here. Harry comes on top of me, placing the palms of his hands on either side of my head on the floor. He smirks as he comes down, his lips landing on mine for a second, before moving back up. I just smile, because frankly, I was enjoying this. Harry comes back down, kissing me softly yet again, before pushing himself back up. The cold metal of his necklace would come in contact with my bare collarbone as he would come down and kiss me. This keeps on going as he does about fifty push ups. As he comes down to make it fifty one and kisses me, I hook my arms around his neck and keep him there, kissing him back. Harry grins against my lips, causing me to grin back as his lips move with mine. His arms hold him up as I lay beneath him, and he pulls away a few minutes later.

            “Well that was a fun work out,” he says, smirking down at me.

            I index finger of my right hand twirls Harry’s airplane necklace as I look into his green eyes, a smile on my own lips. “It definitely was.”

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            “Ew, you’re all sweaty,” Louis makes a disgusted face as he opens the door wider to let Harry and I in.

            Harry was about to say something when three girly squeals cut him off. Harry and I’s head snapped into the direction of the sound, where I saw three familiar brunette girls running over to us. My eyes widened as I see Danielle, Eleanor, and Soha grinning and running over, and I grin. “Carly!” they exclaim.

            I laugh as they run over, tackling me in a hug. “Hey!” I laugh, hugging them back. “What are you doing here?”

            “We’re here for the last two weeks of the tour,” Soha explains with a smile.

            “Yeah, the boys talked to their management and it was fine with them,” Danielle grins. “I’m so glad to see you!”

            “Oh, and not me?” Harry pouts. “I’m hurt, Dani.”

            Eleanor rolls her eyes. “Don’t be a baby, Haz,” she chuckles.

            Harry narrows his eyes at Eleanor, before smirking and holding his arms out. “I missed you, El. I want a hug,” he says, stepping towards her. 

            Eleanor’s eyes widen, as she backs away from him. “Ew, Harry, no. You’re sweaty,” she says, sounding exactly like Louis. But Harry doesn’t listen; instead, his smirk widens as he walks closer to her, causing Eleanor’s face to turn into one of horror. “Louis!” she shrieks, ducking behind her boyfriend.

            I laugh as Louis sticks his arm out, preventing Harry from getting any closer. “Stay away, fiend!” Louis shouts in his Superman voice.

            Harry shrugs, dropping his arms to the side. “I’m gonna take a shower,” he says. “Be right back,” he adds and then leaves to his and I’s room.

            Just when he leaves, a beautiful blonde girl walks out from the living room, and smiles at us. “Oh, Carly,” Danielle smiles, pulling me towards the girl. “This is Perrie, Zayn’s girlfriend. Perrie, this is Carly, Harry’s girlfriend.”

            I smile at the girl, and she smiles back. “Nice to meet you!” she grins, her British accent much thicker than mine.

            “You too,” I smile. “I’d give you a hug, but I’m a bit sweaty,” I make a face.

            Perrie laughs. “It’s okay,” she says. She seems pretty sweet, so I’m sure we’ll get along just fine.

            We walk to the living room where the rest of the boys were, and I say hi to them. I’m still in my singlet and track pants, but I’ll change when Harry gets out of the shower. “Wait,” Eleanor gasps a bit dramatically, causing us all to look at her. “This is the first time where every member of One Direction has a girlfriend.”

            We all laugh, and Louis rolls his eyes. “Speaking of girlfriends,” I say, looking at Soha and Niall, causing them both to blush. “Do people already know about you two?”

            Niall shakes his head, putting his arm around Soha. “I’ll announce it on our next interview,” he informs us.

            I nod Danielle squeals, “I’m so excited for tonight’s concert!”

            I raise an eyebrow, confused. “You’ve already seen us in concert, though. What’s so special about tonight’s?”

            Perrie nudges Danielle’s ribs, her blue eyes widening in alarm, and Danielle let’s out a nervous chuckle. Everyone’s exchanging knowing looks, making me even more confused. “Oh, you know,” Danielle says nervously. “We, uh, just haven’t seen you guys perform in a long time, is all.”

            I nod slowly, unconvinced. “Oookay,” I say, stretching out the ‘o.’

            Everyone was still exchanging looks, and I was bewildered. Where they hiding something? What the hell is going on? Just then, Harry comes out of our room, wearing sweat pants and a simple T-shirt. I smile as I walk back into the room and into the bathroom, getting excited for my long awaited shower.

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            “Let's go, take over the dance floor. You be mine and I will be yours. Come on and let it play. Let me hear you say more, more, more. I want more.” I belt out the last verse of my song, More, the last song for me to perform.

            Once I was done, I brought the mic away from my mouth and grinned as I heard the audience screaming and cheering. I smile widely as I bring the mic back up and say, “Thank you so much, Brisbane!” The crowd cheers as I laugh. “I had so much fun tonight! But now it’s time for One Direction!”

            I give a wave as I make my way back to the stage. I could hear people screaming ‘I love you Carly’ and it just brought a smile to my face. Once back stage, I was greeted by the four girls, while the boys were getting ready. “That was bloody amazing, Carly!” Perrie grins, giving me a tight squeeze. “I love all of your songs.”

            I laugh. “Thanks, Perrie. It means a lot.”

            “Come on, the boys are about to go on,” Soha says.

            “Hold on, I just need to change,” I say, and they nod. I got into my dressing room and lock the door. Taking off my performance clothes, I changed into denim shorts and a baby pink crop top. Once changing into some flats out of my heels, I walk out of my dressing room and to the side of the stage, where the boys are already performing their second song. My make up was still done and my long hair fell into waves, and I walked over to where the girls were standing.

            The boys were performing Heart Attack, and were jumping around the stage and singing their hearts out, the screaming of the fans ear peircing. The girls and I were dancing at the side of the stage too, watching our boyfriends having the time of their lives.They sang through every song, and just when I thought the show was ending, it wasn’t.

            Once the boys had finished singing Live While We’re Young, they stand in the middle of the stage in a line. I look at them, confused, and then at the girls. “Do you know what’s going on?”

            They all just shrug, smirking. “Just watch,” Eleanor says with a mischevious wink, confusing me even more.

            My eyes return to the five boys on the stage, and I watch as Zayn brings the microphone to his mouth. “Now, we know that it’s the end of the concert,” he says. “But we have a little surprise for you.”

            “As you know, we’re currently working on a Take Me Home deluxe album,” Louis says, causing the audience to scream in delight. “And Harry here has been working on the first song for it,” he smiles, patting Harry’s back.

            “He’s been working on the song all by himself, and it came out great, in our opinion,” Niall says, and the boys nod while Harry just smiles proudly.

            “And guess what?” Liam asks enthusiastically, and the crowd screams ‘what’ in reponse. “We’re gonna sing Harry’s song for you!”

            I smile slightly as I finally get to hear Harry’s song that he’s been oh-so-secretly been writing. Harry brings the microphone up to his lips as he shakes his head slightly, moving his hair away from his eyes. “This song is, uh, really special to me because it’s dedicated to someone really special to me,” Harry says, and my eyes widen as his green eyes lock with mine. “It’s my way of saying how much I love you, and how much I’m grateful for having you in my life.”

            My jaw drops, but my lips curve into a smile, as I stare at Harry and the grinning boys. Eleanor and Soha, who are on either side of me, grin as they nudge me, and my heart swells. This is what the boys were talking about, that Harry was writing a song for me. I watch as the band starts playing a melodic tune, and the boys all grin as Liam brings his microphone to his mouth.

            “Am I asleep, am I awake, or somewhere in between? I can’t believe that you are here and lying next to me. Or did I dream that we were perfectly entwined? Like branches on a tree, or twigs caught on a vine,” Liam sings in his smoothe voice, and I smile.

            Next was Niall as he bends down on the edge of the stage, singing to the hyperventilating girls in the front row. “Like all those days and weeks and months I tried to steal a kiss. And all those sleepless nights and daydreams where I pictured this. I’m just the underdog who finally got the girl. And I am not ashamed to tell it to the world.” He smiles dazzingly at the girls, before standing up straight and walking towards the center of the stage.

            My eyes widen as Harry sings the chorus, his raspy voice echoing through the arena with Louis slightly harmonizing with him. “Truly, madly, deeply I am foolishly, completely falling. And somehow you kicked all my walls in. So baby, say you’ll always keep me. Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you. In love with you.” As he sang that part, Harry’s eyes locked with mine. As if he were singing to me and me only. After that, the smile on my face would not leave.

            Liam, smiling, brought the microphone back to his lips. “Should I put coffee and granola on a tray in bed? And wake you up with all the words that I still haven’t said? And tender touches just to show you how I feel. Or should I act so cool like it was no big deal?”

            Then Zayn sang, and I smiled as his R&B type of voice mixed with the music. “Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this. I’ll put this day back on replay and keep reliving it. ‘Cause here’s the tragic truth, if you don’t feel the same. My heart would fall apart if someone said your name.”

            Harry and Louis sang again as well, but Harry’s deep voice was more dominant. As he sang, his eyes yet again locked with mine, a dimply grin on his face. “Truly, madly, deeply I am foolishly, completely falling. And somehow you kicked all my walls in. So baby, say you’ll always keep me. Truly, madly, crazy deeply in love with you.”

            Right when they stopped singing, Louis began his verse. “I hope I’m not a casualty. I hope you won’t get up and leave. Might not mean that much to you. But to me it’s everything. Everything...”

            Then all of the boys sang the chorus together, and my eyes kept on moving from one to the other. “Truly, madly, deeply I am foolishly, completely falling. And somehow you kicked all my walls in. So baby, say you’ll always keep me. Truly, madly, crazy deeply in love (in love), with you (with you). In love (in love) with you (with you). In love (in love) with you (with you, ohh).”

            I was honestly biting my bottom lip hard, trying to keep myself from crying. Not only was the song itself just so beautiful, but the meaning behind it just really touches me. Harry basically just told me that he’s afraid of losing me, that I managed to break down his walls.

            That he’s in love with me.

            I let out a sob of joy as the audience cheers loudly, and the girls beside me are clapping as well. The boys say goodnight to the fans, and make their way backstage. “Go get him, girl,” Soha whispers in my ear.

            I nod and as soon as Harry runs back stage along with the rest of the boys, I run up to him and throw my hands around him. Harry’s hands snake around my waist as he tightly hugs me back, and I bury my head in the crook of his neck. “That was so amazing,” I say, my voice muffled. I pull away a bit, but his arms stay around my waist as I place my hands on either of his cheeks. “Thank you. So much.”

            Harry smiles, dimples in view as he looks at me with his green orbs. “I’m glad you liked it,” he whispers, his voice low and husky.

            “I bloody loved it,” I say, before crashing my lips on to his.

            He immediately responds, moving his lips in sink with mine, and my hands go from his cheeks to his hair, as his own hands cup my cheeks. We could hear the boys and girls cheering and clapping, causing the two of us to smile through the blissful kiss. Once we pull away after a few minutes, Harry rests his forehead against mine, smiling widely.

            “Carly,” he whispers. “I’m truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you.”