Since announcing Harry and I's relationship, everything was such a blur. There was so much hate directed toward us that we had to take a break from social media. Not that there was a problem with that, I personally hated social media. There was so much drama and hate as well. I didn't know how long we were taking the break but all I knew was that it could last forever. I only cared about Harry, my fans, and getting this album finished. I couldn't wait for everyone to hear it, I have been working on it for over two years and written the songs myself. I was extremely proud of it.

I sighed as I sat down on my bed. I had finally gotten home after a long day in the studio. I pulled my phone out of my pocket checking to see if there was any texts or anything from Harry; nothing. I set my phone on the nightstand next to me and thought about how much I missed him. It's been a while since we saw each other, with me recording and him getting ready for a tour. I was debating on whether to call him when my phone started to ring, it was Harry. Without a doubt I answered it.

"Hello."

"Hey babe, I've missed you so much" Harry answered in a soft voice.

"I have too, I've just been so busy with my next album, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, there's nothing to be sorry for I just want to see you."

"Me too, how about tomorrow?"

"Yeah, that sounds good Z, I'll see you tomorrow at 7? Or what time?"

"Yeah 7 is good, whenever you can make it."

"Okay I'll be there around 7."

"Sounds good H, see you then, be careful."

"I will, you too. Bye."

And with that he hung up the phone and I went to sleep, eager for tomorrow to come.

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