Amber’s POV

“Knock, knock!” I hear Louis whisper from the door. I turn around in my seat and watch him close the door behind him softly.

“Tommy!” I squeal with a large grin and run up to him, tackling him in a hug, he does catch me.

“Ah, love. I missed you! It’s so great to have you here.” He says as he picks me up and spin me around.

“I missed you too, how could I not come? The school was okay with me leaving, if anything they didn’t care as long as I come back and make up any missing work.” I smile.

It’s currently Saturday morning, 11:15 if you want to be exact. They were supposed to start this at 11, but they got held up but they are starting soon. Louis contacted me, telling me how much Harry was so upset ever since they flew back. He has even been texting me this morning about how much of a wreck he was. I wanted to just run to their hotel -since mine was a few blocks away, Louis told me I couldn’t stay in the same hotel room- and surprise him then, but I had to restrain myself.

This was also a good chance to tell the world that we are official, too. I’ve been giving it a LOT thought. I’ve talked to many people, including my parents -which was an interesting discussion- and built up confidence to do this. I’ve tried not to tell Harry for the past month, since I know that I can’t keep my mouth shut, which was working. There are just a mix of jitters of nervousness and excitement pumping through my veins right now.

I woke up really early this morning and got myself ready before they even woke up. I was promised my own room when I arrived, and thankfully I did. Bad news was that it was next door to their dressing room. I could hear their muffled voices through the wall and it was agonizing me that I couldn’t walk a few feet, and I had to stay in here. They did provide a TV where the broadcast of the interview will be seen, and when I can see my cue to come bursting in. Thing is, I don’t know it. The door was knocked on, taking us out of our small reunion.

“Louis! Let’s go you guys are on!” I hear Paul say through the door.

“Eleanor better not be in there.” I hear Zayn joke, making me hold back my laughter. Louis squeezes me and shakes his head.

“I’ll be right out!” He shouts back.

“So what is my cue?” I whisper once he set me down.

“I will just say that I have a surprise for him. I will look into the camera, that’s your cue, got it?” Simple, but effective.

“Got it.”

“Alright. Now, are you sure you want to do this?” He asks me one last time. “This is when your life will change, are you ready for it?” He takes my shoulders in his grip and stares at me straight in my eyes. I take in a deep breath and nod with a smile.

“Would they make me talk or anything like that?” I quickly ask, the thought coming to mind. He shrugs.

“I’d be prepared just in case.” He says. Great.

“Alright. Get going!” I shove him towards the door. He opens it and closes it behind him, before opening it again, sticking his head in.

“You will be fine.” He assures me.

“Run!” I laugh, pointing out the door. He rolls his eyes before disappearing again. Here we go. Left alone in the room again, I think to myself. Harry can handle the hate, I think… He can teach me how to cope with them. The television screen goes on, and shows the room for the interview, the interviewer taking his seat and lightly cleaning up his work space. The door then opens, Paul entering first then the boys.

“Here they are! The boys of 1D everyone!” The interviewer says into the mic, the guys begin to holler and cheer as they take their seats and get wired up, making me smile. I miss them so much, their bright happy mood being so contagious as all of us begin to smile as well.

“How are you guys?” He asks them. They all respond with the usual ‘Great, how are you?’. He nods with a smile. “Great, great. So guys, tour was over a couple months ago, what’s next?” Liam begins to go into detail of their next album, making me scream. I quickly cover my mouth. Contain yourself, Amber. God.

“We’re really excited for this, really pumped.” Zayn says into the mic, but I can only watch Harry. He was dressed so casually like he usually was. My phone vibrated, signalling a message, and it was from Louis.

From: Tommy:
Are you watching us?

To: Tommy:
Yeah, I am. I accidentally screamed a small tad when the album was brought up. xD

I hit send and look back to the screen, already watching Louis look down to his phone, opening my message. Oh no. He bursts into a fit of laughter, quickly covering his mouth.

“Something funny, Louis?” The interviewer asks him. He tries to act casual with his hand over his mouth, shaking his head.

“All good.” he croaks.

From: Tommy:
Look what you are making me do! x3

To :Tommy:
Yeah, I know, I'm watching and let me tell you I'm doing the same! xD

I begin to get into my own fit of laughter because of that, being glad that I’m not getting embarrassed as he was. Well. At least I thought. The door opens to reveal a beautiful brunette, who I could easily identify.

“Umm, hello. Are you Amber?” Oh god. She said my name. Amber, don’t freak out.

“Y-Yes, I am..” I stutter. Great first impression. She laughs at me. Even better.

“Hello. I’m Eleanor. Louis told me so much about you!” She closes the door behind her and extends her arms out to me. I look at them for a moment, unable to move. “What’s wrong? Not a hugger? Harry is a cuddler, let me tell you that.” She laughs. I shake my head.

"I am." I stood up received a hug from the Eleanor Calder. Wow.

“I’m sorry, I just didn’t think I would meet you this soon, I didn’t come prepared.” I explained nervously as the hug parted.

“I didn't either, to be honest. Louis told me that you would be here and I just thought that I had to come. Also, I like you already.” She smiles, making me feel somewhat relieved. At least she doesn’t hate me. We talked for a little bit, getting to know each other and not only is she absolutely gorgeous, she is the sweetest person on the planet. I even got her number! Oh my God!

“How are they doing?” She suddenly asks, pointing to the TV, seeing them all in a fit of laughter.

“You sure?” The interviewer asks him again, chuckling.

From: Tommy:
My stomach hurts xD

To: Tommy:
So does mine, just had a chat with your gf that I wasn't aware was coming. c:

“Oh boy, it’s going to be one of those interviews.” Eleanor shakes her head laughing. “I’m telling you, their laughter is very contagious, especially Niall’s.” She explains. I can only nod in agreement. Niall actually begins to laugh as well, making me laugh and smile harder. You can even see Paul in the background chuckling. I can’t wait to get out there now.

“Are you texting someone in the middle of an interview Lou?” Harry says, glancing at his phone. He looked confused and decided to reach out for it as well. Louis sees in time and takes it back. My heart stops when he speaks, but making me nervous just by the fact that the surprise might get ruined.

“No.”

“Then why was your phone on?”

“I checked the time.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Lou, you do realize that there is a clock right there, right?” He points to the clock on the wall opposite of them, and only shrugs.

“Oh well.”

“Are you texting your lady?” The interviewer cuts in, looking very interested.

“He’s texting you, isn’t he?” Eleanor automatically assumed without even looking at me. I look over at her, who had a smile on her face, I nodded and pulled out my phone. I showed her the messages, and she begins to laugh as well.

“I’m not texting!” We hear Louis whine like a small child, seeing him bouncing in his seat.

“Louis…” Liam says with a smile.

“Alright, fine. I was texting.” He crosses his arms.

“Is it El?” He shakes his head. “Is it a girl?” His face crinkles up and he moves his head side to side.

“You can say.” My jaw drops at his words, he looks to the camera and winks.

“That was rude.” I pout, soon sending the same thing to Louis via text. I see him look at his phone and chuckles again.

From: Tommy:
That's me for you!

To: Tommy:
Great :P

“Well, that’s Louis for you.” El only chuckles, just like Louis.

“Who is it?” Harry asks, bringing my attention to the screen.

From: Tommy:
You love me, admit it. I'm going to do the cue, ready?

To: Tommy:
In your dreams xP And ready!

“My surprise.” Louis says after putting his phone in his pocket. Here we go.

“OOH! For who? Is it for me??” Niall asks, getting excited.

“Not for you, Horan. For Harry.” Harry looks up, suddenly interested. I noticed that he wasn’t very engaged in the discussion until now actually.

“Is that your cue?” El taps my shoulder. I nod and stand up, looking at the TV once more, watching Louis nod at the camera, leaving everyone confused.

“Louis told me what you are going to do, trust me, you are going to be just fine.” She says, not knowing that she was repeating her boyfriend, making me smile at how alike they are.

“Thanks Eleanor.”

“El…” She smiles. I nod.

“El. Aren’t you coming with me?” I ask. She shakes her head.

“I’ll be here. I want to fan girl with the rest of the world watching. I’ll come in afterwards.” She smiles. I smile back and head out the door, doing my best to remember my way to their room. I find it slightly open, and peek in. Perfect. Harry’s back is facing the door. Louis does turn only slightly, just to face Harry.

“We will be back with whatever the surprise is so stay tuned! Here’s Story of My Life, new single from 1D!” He motions to someone in the booth and the guys presses a button. The On Air light turns on, relaxing me a bit.

“Are you ready for your surprise?” Louis asks him, hiding a hand behind his back, motioning for me to come.

“I guess. I have no choice don’t I.” He smirks slightly.

“You will like this one, I promise.” He smiles at me. I close the door quite loudly, making them all turn, happy faces going pass every one of them.

“AMBER!!!” The guys but Louis and Harry shout, bouncing out of their seat and tackling me in a hug.

“Hey guys, long time no see!” I giggle, taking in the embrace. After a couple seconds they all let me go, letting me see Harry who had his head buried in his arms on the table, with Louis laughing and patting his back. I approached the two.

“He won’t sit up.” Louis smiled. I kneeled beside him, placing my hand on his arm, slightly tugging at it.

“Harry.” I smile. He peeks underneath his armpit before hiding again, giggiling. God, he’s so cute. I could see his pearly white smile from where I was. “Haaarry. Don’t I get a hello?” He peeks again.

“Hello.” He whispers with a smile.

“Hug?” I whisper back.

“If I do, people are going to know we are dating.”

“That’s why I’m here. I’m ready to be exposed.” He looked confused for a moment.

“What?”

“What?” I asked, now confused.

“You want to be, ‘exposed’?”Oh my God.

“Not that kind of exposed, God Harry.” I slapped his arm playfully, shaking my head. He chuckles in response.

“So, you want the world to know you are mine?” He still whispers still.

“If you want. It's up to you.” I whisper back. He sits up with a huge smile on his face.

“Finally, he’s up.” Louis sighs heavily. Harry takes off the headset from his head and sets it down on the table before he pulls me onto his lap, giving me a tight hug. I let my legs dangle on the side and wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him just as tight. His scent hits me hard, bringing me comfort in what was about to happen.

“I missed you.” I tell him. He hugs me tighter than I thought possible.

“I missed you so much, even though it was only about a month, I really missed you.” He buries his head into the crook of my neck, his curls tickling me.

“Ahem.” We hear the interviewer clear his throat, breaking our hug.

“Sorry.” Harry smiles, with dimples exposed. He moves me aside slightly, still on his lap just enough to reach for his headset and placing it back on, on top of his beanie, extending the mic to go in front of his mouth.

“We’re on in 3… 2... “ The guy in the booth that was counting down silently motions 1 and the light turns on again, signalling that they are live again.

“That’s One Direction’s new song, Story of My Life, welcome back everyone. We have the boys themselves right here say hi guys.” He says happily.

“Hiii, hello!” They all say at once.

“What up, peeps.” Niall says as American as possible, making us laugh.

“So, during the break, we found out what was Harry’s surprise. Harry? Care to take it from here? I’m lost on what is going on right now, but I have an idea.” he smirks. Harry now has his arms wrapped around my waist, tugging me as close as he can.

“Alright, well. Umm, I’m sure that most people know about Amber by now, uhhh.”

“Oh out with it already, Harry!” Zayn pushes, obviously happy.

“Alright, alright. Well she’s here.” Everyone cheers and I wave at them all.

“Let her talk, man! Pass her the mic and let her say hello.” The interviewer instructs. Harry nods and takes off his headset and places it on mine, feeling big on me.

“Can you hear me, Amber??” Louis tests the headsets for me. I begin to laugh, nodding in his direction.

“Yes, I can hear you, loud and clear. If anything, too loud.”

“Sorry, Bambi.” He winks at me, and I roll my eyes.

“So, Amber was it?” The interviewer asks, gaining my attention.

“Yes.”

“How did you get here?” He starts.

“Well, Louis has been texting me about how much Harry was down in the dumps since he flew back here, so he was so generous enough to fly me out here. Ta-da! Here I am!” I finish with an awkward chuckle.

“Ah, that’s right. There’s been word flying around about that.” He comments. I nod in agreement. After they left I got so much feedback, good and bad.

“Ahem, Harry, I never got a thank you, by the way.” Louis cocks an eyebrow at me.

“Thank you Lou.” He says in monotone.

“What? I didn’t catch that, say it again?” Harry takes the mic and moves it to him, it’s a bendable cord so it was okay.

“THANK YOU TOMMO, ESPECIALLY FOR CALLING HER SOMEWHAT A WOMAN EARLIER.” He yells into the mic, making us all squirm at the sound.

“Okay, okay. You’re welcome. Geez, calm your excitement man.” He pulls a duck face, crossing his arms.

“That was really loud.” I turn to Harry, removing one side to rub my ear.

“Sorry. I should have taken them off of you first.” He places a kiss on my cheek.

“I forgive.” I smile.

“Whoa. What was that?” The interviewer asks.

“Okay... Your turn.” I giggle, taking the headset off and placing them back on him. He adjusted it slightly just to make it snug.

“Alright, well, God I can’t believe you are making me do it.”

“You have more experience talking on radio shows than I do.” I point out. He hugs me tighter.

“Alright. Well. We talked about it, a good while actually, and we decided that are officially going public. So, World, I am officially dating the most gorgeous, beautiful, sweetest, coolest girl on you. Amber Rose Hudson.” He finally says, looking up at me. I felt so much weight has been lifted off of me as I rest my head on his shoulder.

“Well you didn’t have to say all that, Harry.” I mumble.

“But it’s true though.” He smiles, placing a kiss on my hair. The room awee’s.

“Harry, I think I heard millions of hearts breaking, are you sure she’s ready for the hate she is about to get?” He questions him, as if I wasn’t even here.

“Of course. Especially since I know that the fans will accept my decision, and will be happy for us and not give her hate, she is someone that no one can hate, ever. Anyone that does is crazy. Besides, I feel like she is going to be a keeper.”

“Isn’t that nice. Well, everyone you heard it here, the handsome Harry Styles is now taken by Amber Rose Hudson.” He announces into the mic, knowing that millions are listening right now. “But Harry, does this mean that you are declining Jessica’s request to become a thing again?” We all looked at him, confused. Harry squeezed me closer to him, and placed my hand on his arm, lightly rubbing it to calm him down. I remember Liam telling me about Jessica.

“What do you mean?” He asked him.

“She posted on twitter, asking if you wanted to hang out and chat like old times?” Did you not get it? It’s everywhere right now.” He only shakes his head.

“Not a thing. I haven't been on twitter lately so can check later, I am declining it, if my point hasn't been reached yet. I've moved on, and I don’t plan on ever leaving this one. Ever.” He finishes, making my heart leap, not with happiness, but with confidence that he meant it.

“That’s cute. Alright, we will be back after a few message from our sponsors.” He motioned to the guy in the booth, the light goes off again.

“Are you okay?” Harry whispers into my ear. I look over to him, the mic was pushed away from his face. I smile and nod.

“Better than I’ve ever been.” I take hold of one of his hands, intertwining it. Harry smiles and lifts up the intertwined hand, placing a delicate kiss on the back of my hand.

"Just in case, I want you off of Twitter for a bit, until this dies down, okay?" He says in all seriousness. It's understandable, so I nod with a smile.

Notes

Hope the past two chapters were long enough to make up for missed time :( If not noticed, I'm picking up the pace on the story, as I have been slowing down!

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