I took a deep breath as I walked over to the stage, I couldn't help as my eyes got watery at the site of the arena. I walked up the stage steps, and wasn't surprised to see Harry sitting in the middle.

"Excuse me sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave." I smirked at him, hugging my binder to my chest.

"You hear her, Roger, she acts like she runs the place." Harry yelled at Roger, smiling at me.

Roger popped up from under the stage and let out a whistle, "Everyone take thirty, boss lady needs the stage." He turned to Harry and shrugged, "She kinda does."

He began walking out of the arena, and turned and winked at me, "Have fun you two."

Harry and I both laughed and suddenly it hit me. I turned to Roger, "It was you! You gave him my address didn't you?"

He smirked at me pretending to zip his mouth before walking away. I turned to Harry and shook my head, "Just stealing my team from right under me."

"That's right, that checklist can't save you from this one." He smiled, standing up and walking over to me. Once he made sure no one was around, he leaned forward and kissed me softly, before pulling away.

I smiled and shook my head at him, "I'm still mad at you for tricking me."

"But baby, you and Chalres are friends again, and look, you're here two days earlier than planned." he said, slipping a hand around my waist.

"Baby huh?" I smirked at him.

He laughed a little, rolling his eyes, "Yeah, yeah."

"Those eyes Mr. Styles." I said, shaking my head, mimicking him.

"You're in such a lovely mood today." I laughed as next thing I knew I was over his shoulder.

"Harry put me down!" I squealed with laughter as he paraded me around the stage.

He shouted at every corner something different, "Los Angeles Maggie Santiago is in a lovely mood! "Look at her ladies and gents, she is extra sassy today."

I giggled, softly hitting his back, to finally put me down, "You're ridiculous you know that?" I say catching my breath.

"No, not ridiculous, just a little crazy." He smiled at me, leaning down and kissing my nose.

"Well isn't this a lovely site?" I hear a female voice coming from somewhere in the arena. We both turn to the stairs as Olivia makes her way up the stage stairs.

I try to move away from Harry, but he quickly grabs my hand and laces our fingers together, "And to what do we own this displeasure?" He smiles at her, owning every bit of the word he just used towards her.

She chuckles softly, "Jeff wants us to go over tonight. Making sure I don't get skipped over by accident again when you're hugging your family." She smirks softly.

"Wasn't by accident the last time, won't be this time."

She holds her smirk, but I see a small twitch, almost a frown in the corner of her mouth, "Excuse me, miss....I seem to have forgotten your name already. Would you mind giving me and my boyfriend some space."

I let go of Harry's hand and he turned and looked at me searching my eyes. I smile softly to let him know I'm okay, even though my heart is beating at 100 miles per hour. I leaned up and gave him a small kiss to which he raised an eyebrow at me. I walked towards the exit, but stopped at Olivia, "You forgot, pretend, pretend boyfriend." I smirked, walking past her and quickly running down the stairs. I didn't get far before I heard her start yelling at him.

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Charles had texted me to meet in Harry's dressing room and my stomach was doing every kind of flip imaginable. After my snarky unprofessional comments at Olivia earlier I was worried.

I knocked on the door, fully expecting Charles to open it but instead, an older woman opened the door and I instantly recognized her from the photos Harry had shown me.

"Anne, right?" I smiled.

She nodded and opened the door further, "You must be Maggie. Harry described you perfectly dear." She smiled at me reaching in for a hug. I hugged her back and laughed as I spotted Harry and who I recognized as Gemma bickering playfully near the food cabinet.

"Honestly Haz, you act like dried fruit is an exotic concept." Gemma said, popping a dried banana in her mouth.

"I swear to you Gem, I've never had one. The strawberries are my favorite." He smiled over at me, winking as Anne let go of me, closing the door behind us, "There she is, Charles said you would be here."

I smiled and walked over, he pulled me in for a hug, and kissed the top of my head, "This is my sister Gemma, Gemma this is Maggie."

"You don't understand Maggie, our group chat is literally an open letter about his adoration for you." Harry blushed slightly, elbowing Gemma.

I couldn't help but laugh as I hugged Gemma, "Nice to meet you."

"You too. One word of advice, run while you still have a chance." She winked at me walking over to her mom.

"Is this why Charles wanted me here?" I asked, hugging him again while I still had the chance.

"He's coming shortly with Jeff and Olivia, so I just wanted to make sure you could meet my mum and sister before all of that." I nodded.

I looked up at him, "I'm not in trouble right? I didn't mean to say what i sa—shhh."

He smiled and kissed me quickly, "You're perfectly fine. Charles told me."

"So you and Charles are besties now huh?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He chuckled, "No, we just both want you happy. So, we are calling a truce."

I smiled as there was a knock on the door, and I quickly walked away from Harry, standing in the middle of the room, and Gemma laughed, "That was the quickest I've ever seen someone move."

I chuckled softly as Harry opened the door, in walked Charles, Jeff and Olivia. Charles walked over and stood next to me, elbowing me softly with a smile, he whispered so only we could hear, "You pissed her off sooooo bad," we watched as Olivia and Jeff said hi to Harry's family, "she wanted you off the floor again, but I explained that Harry had already talked to me about it and had no problem with what occurred. That I worked for him."

I turned and looked at him with wide eyes, "Wow, Mr. Icker, I'm impressed."

He blushed softly and I couldn't help but giggle as Jeff cleared his throat in front of us, "Has anyone ever told you both that you would make a lovely couple?"

I watched the smug look on Olivia's face and Harry's eye roll and I couldn't help but laugh. I quickly stopped myself and covered my mouth, to which Charles let out a hardy laugh too.

"We've been told, but we fight too much." He says, looking at me.

"Old married couple, not enough zest." I add.

"Too stubborn." He points to himself.

"Too bossy." I point to myself.

Harry chuckles softly, amused at Charles and I slightly taunting Jeff, and walks over placing his hands on Jeff's shoulder, "That's her boss mate, she would never." He adds playfully, and the three of us can't help but laugh as Jeff and Olivia exchange a glance.

"Anyways," Jeff says, clearing his throat, "Maggie can you please make sure Gemma and Anne are escorted out before the show starts."

"Already on the list." I smile.

"Right, the checklist," he half smiles at me, turning to Charles, "And the area is cleared so Harry can say goodbye to his family and girlfriend correct? As we discussed."

"Yes Jeff, it's connected to the area he makes his exit from," glancing over at me to make sure I'm okay. I just keep looking at Jeff.

"Perfect, just Maggie, make sure you don't escort them out until after he has said goodbye to all three."

I nod, "Right."

"You heard that Harry, right? All three. No one will leave until all three have bid farewell." He smirked at Harry, who was looking away, giving a simple nod.

"Oh and Maggie one last thing, Olivia will be at every show these last three weeks, could you make sure we get a rider for her to fill out, and that her lunch is ordered at the same time as Harry's please."

I simply nod and Harry looks at me apologetically. I know he wanted to be the one that told me, but it just didn't happen. I smile at Harry, and when Jeff looks away, I mouth "it's okay" to him.

"Alright that's all, I'll be heading out now. Charles as always thank you for your time. Maggie."

Charles shakes his hand and I give him a small smile. He turns to say goodbye to Olivia and Harry's family. I walk over and place my binder on the food cabinet, opening it up to look for an extra rider page. I chew on my lower lip as I feel a hand on the small of my back. I turn to see Harry, and smile softly at him, looking back at my binder, "You okay?" he finally asks.

"Yeah, I just want to get this over with." I pull out the rider page and an extra pen from my pocket. I had no intention of giving her Harry's. I took a deep breath walking over and handing her the rider, "Just fill this out and have it for me in an hour please. If you don't find me just leave it here and I'll pick it up at the end of the night." I turn on my heels and make my way back to my binder, closing it and hugging it to my chest. I turn to Harry and take a deep breath.

"I'm sorry Mags, I wanted to tell you but I haven't had the time. I was too happy to see you on that stage, I didn't want to ruin the moment."

I nodded, "It's fine Harry. Really. I just need to get out of here for a moment."

"I understand. So um, I still have that bottle of wine chilling in my fridge. It's been a month, technically." He smiled softly at me, moving my hair behind my ear, not caring who was looking, "Come over. Tonight, after the show."

I swallowed and bit my lip, "Okay."

He smiled that stupid Cheshire smile that melted my soul, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss it, "I need to get out of here before I get myself fired."

He laughed and nodded, walking me to the door, "I'll see you later Mags."

"Bye, Harry."