Getting Johnny and Singing

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Melissa’s POV

            I felt Harry stroking my hair. I laughed and started playing with his curls. I heard his phone go off and he picked it up.

            “Hello.” He sounded very happy yet sleepy.

            “WHAT!” he shot up. “They can’t do that………where are you…………what……….you’re doing what………..okay…………we will meet you there.” He hung up and he got dressed quickly.

            I got into my sundress and beanie and we ran down to the car to only be mobbed my paparazzi.

            “Harry, will you commit suicide like Chad McGovern?”

            “Harry, do you love Taylor?”

            “Melissa, will you break Harry into suicide?”

            “Melissa, are you still depressed?”

            We heard so many questions but I chose to ignore them. We sped down to the studio and we got inside and everyone was running around while the boys were yelling and screaming at someone. We ran to them and we saw them yelling at Margaret who was just standing there taking it all.

            “Why would you put that on the news? Like you said, we can never know the secret!” Liam was screaming.

            “You do know she has depression right!” Louis screamed.

            I felt my phone go off and it was just news about me. I read it saying stuff about Chad committing suicide to get away from me. I felt anger rise and also sadness. I shook off the depression and left the studio without anyone noticing. I took out my phone and dialed an old number.

            “Hey, Melissa!” Johnny said.

            “Hey, Johnny. Um, have you seen the news about me and Harry Styles lately?” I asked.

            Johnny Yael is/was Chad’s best friend. They told each other everything and I do mean everything. Chad even told Johnny about the time I was super ill and looked grotesque and didn’t let anyone take care of me. Well Chad and Johnny came over and said I looked good.

            “Yeah, you, Melissa Avery, are dating thee Harry Styles of One Direction! You go girl!”

            “Have you heard the recent interview.” I said holding back tears.

            “No, Mel, what’s wrong, girl.” He said. He was a lover like me.

            “Uh, they’re saying Chad committed suicide in the crash so he wouldn’t have to deal with me anymore. Johnny I need your help.” I whispered.

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