Shreya's POV:

24th February,2015

I gathered my belongings that were scattered across my room and packed them up.I had already showered and changed into a pair of black jeans and a black camisole with a grey coat over it.I will be catching the flight late at night after the concert.I checked my baggage once again and grabbed my phone and went to the stadium.The boys were rehearsing and playing mostly.I sat on one of the plastic chairs facing the stage away from the group of fans who have got passes to see the boys rehearse and did the one thing that I had wanted to do for a long time.

I dialled Diya's number.

"Hello?" Her voice said in a bored tone.

"Hey bitch" I sneered.

"Shreya" She gasped.

"Guilty as charged" I replied back.

"Whose number is this?" She asked.

"A new number,you wouldn't attend the calls from my old number.Steph and Rahul were not able to catch a hold of you either.Where the hell are you and what the fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed.

"You're pissed" She stated.

"That would be the best invention of the year!" I laughed dryly.

"I can explain" She pleaded.

"Go on" I told her.

"Not now,I'll explain when we meet.I'll fly to London next week" She quickly said.

"Tsk...tsk No need of that. Where are you in India?" I asked her.

"I am in Mumbai" She sighed.

"Fly to Gujarat,book a room in Hyatt and wait for my instructions" I commanded her.

"Are you going to kidnap me or what?" She asked me.

"If you had been in touch you would know what's up so shut up and do as I say" I told her and hung up the call.

"A heated conversation" I heard a raspy voice beside me.

"Yes,it was" I answered.

"Who was the unfortunate person?" He asked smirking.

"Diya" I replied.

"It has been a long time since we hung out with your friends" He said resting back on the plastic chair.

"Yeah but I guess I'll see them soon" I told him turning to gaze at his green orbs.

"Are they coming to any of the concerts?" He asked with a smile.

"No,I am going to India" I bit my lower lip.

He quickly sat up straight and asked, "Why?"

"The movie shoot is getting started soon" I told him.

"When are you leaving?" He asked me holding my hand.

"Tonight,after the concert" I replied.

"Come with me" He stood up holding my hand.

"Where? You have a concert in three hours" I frowned as I stood up.

"Spend some time with me,please?" He pleaded holding both my hands to his chest.

I couldn't say no to that face of his.I nodded my head and he led the way out of the stadium.He texted the boys about our whereabouts and details about my departure and put his phone away.We went back to our hotel suite room and Harry ordered us room service.We plopped on the couch together.

"Will you consider it as a date with me,Miss.Afra Malik?" He asked tipping my chin up with his index.

"Maybe" I raised an eyebrow and he grinned and I grinned.

"I love your dimples" He said poking them.

"And I love yours" I said and poked his.

The bell rang and he left to collect the food.It was a simple lunch just the way the two of us liked.

"Dad wants to talk to you" I told him as we were munching our food.

"About what?" He asked as he wiped his mouth on his shirt sleeve.

"About us.Apparently, he has got a gist of what happened that night in my room" I told him.

"On a scale of 1-10, how bad it is?" He asked.

"I don't know.He didn't show off much emotions when he told me and Zayn" I explained it to him.

"Trouble" He muttered under his breath.

I wiped my hands using a paper towel and took his face in my hands and forced him to look at me.

"I am sure he means no harm.Don't worry" I told him sincerely.

He held my hands that were holding his face and leaned in to my touch.

"I miss you very badly,Shre.Will you give me another chance and be my girlfriend?" He asked me with tears in his eyes.

I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around his broad shoulder.His hair tickled my cheek that was resting on his collar-bone.He had his face buried in my neck.

"Why should I give you a chance?" I asked him.

"Because I love you and without you I am nothing" He cried.

I broke the hug and held his big hands in between mine as I looked into his eyes.

"Hare,listen to me.I am going to India tonight,I will be flying in and out of London and wherever you guys are touring until the shoot ends.You will be busy too,I don't know how we can make time for each other so will you wait for me? I know it is selfish of me to ask it and I would completely understand if you don't want to but will you?" I asked him.

"Shre,it will always be you...you don't have to ask for this.I will wait for us" He kissed our entwined fingers.

"And we go public" I punched his chest.

"Definitely" He looked at me with adoration.

"I love you too,Hare" I told him and he kissed the top of my head.

"Shre,later the boys will be there and then at the airport paps will be there" He dragged.

"So what?" I asked him confused.

"So will you give me a kiss now before you leave?" He asked me quickly and closed his eyes.

I didn't reply but I smiled and placed my lips on his.His hands quickly went around my waist as he flipped us and continued kissing me passionately just like the first time.He kissed my cheeks and forehead and pulled me up into a sitting position.

"Are you interested in cuddling?" He asked with a grin.

"Why not?" I smirked at him.

He lead me to his room and kicked of his shoes and removed his shirt.He laid on his bed with his arms stretched and his toned inked body on display.I kicked off my shoes and removed my jacket and jumped into his arms.I rested my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.We just laid there in silence and the silence was beautiful too.