Chapter 21

• HAROLD EDWARD STYLES
• HARRY'S POV
• It has been a long day and it's already five in the afternoon on my watch and I have not texted Lindy and told her how sorry I was not to show up earlier. I know she might be mad at me because I have promised her that I will be there. My hands are tired from signing and my face was tired from faking my smile. I moved my head up towards the last two fans, to my surprise, my eyes got big while my heart was starting to beat ridiculously fast inside my chest.