The Publicity Stunt [ Harry Styles Fan Fiction ]

The Publicity Stunt

The Publicity Stunt

'’'’'Molly’s POV'’'’'

“Shit 2:15! I gotta go to a meeting babe.” Harry kissed me on the cheek. “We’ll finish this when I get back, promise!” He yelled as he ran out the door. I sighed and paused the movie we’d been watching, The Notebook, Harry’s favorite. I didn’t mind that he had a meeting, he’d told me he had one today. It’s just that I had nothing to do! I got up and walked to the kitchen, suddenly craving some chocolate ice cream. I went back to the couch and turned the TV to some random channel and grabbed my IPhone out of my pocket. After about two hours of random Youtubing, thank you Jenna Marbles, Shane Dawson, and ComputerNerd143 (:, and looking at random funny pictures on tumblr I sent a quick text to my best friend who lived back in the States.

Hey!(: I’m bored wanna chat? –MollyMooMoo

I smiled at the nicknames we’d come up with for each other. It was only two spoonfuls of ice cream later till I got a text back.

Hay gurl!:D Sure I’m not doing anything!(: Quick question, are you and Harry still dating? –AshaLily

Ash was the only one, besides the rest of One Direction, who knew that Harry and I were dating. We didn’t want to go public yet. It’s been a couple of months.

Yep(: We’ve been together for almost three months now!(: Why? –MollyMooMoo

She didn’t text me back for at least ten minutes. What’s going on?

…Check the trends on Twitter…I’ll understand if you don’t text back –AshaLily

What? Twitter?  I clicked on my Twitter app and looked at the trends, #RealLifeSnowMan, #MonkeyFallsOnBanana, #KatyPerrysStrawberry, and…#Haylor. Haylor? What’s Haylor? I clicked on a tweet.

My heart is breaking:’( #Haylor

I clicked on the picture. It was a picture of Harry and Taylor Swift shopping…and holding hands. What?!  It says the pictures been taken today! Really glad he went to that “meeting” today. How could Harry do this to me? No wonder he wanted to keep us a secret, I can only imagine how many fans the band would lose if they found out that the Harry Styles had TWO girlfriends! I don’t know what I am more right now, angry or sad. I’m so mad at him for tricking me and playing with me like I’m some toy, but I’m mad at myself for falling for it. How could I have been so stupid?! Of course he would pick Taylor Swift over me! She’s beautiful, can sing, and she can afford to do things that I can’t. It only makes sense.

“UGH!” I threw my phone across the room and stormed up the stairs to ‘our’ room. I grabbed a duffel bag from the closet and started throwing handfuls of my clothes into it. Once it was full and zipped I sat on the bed sobbing. I just don’t understand. He said he loved me! He’s probably said that to her too! I cried for what seemed like hours until I fell asleep.

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I woke to someone pulling me close to them. I pulled away and turned to look at him.

“Sorry babe, did I wake you?” He reached for my hand.

“Don’t fucking touch me” I quickly moved my hand away from his.

“What? Molly what’s wrong? What did I do?” I could see confusion in his eyes. God he’s such a good actor.

“What’s wrong? You know what’s fucking wrong! How could you? I can’t believe it was all just a lie!” The tears started to fall down my face again.

“Molly tell me what’s wrong! I didn’t do anything I swear!” He reached his hand up to wipe the tears off my face. I slapped his hand away.

My voice dropped to a whisper, “Just give it up Harry.” I sat up picked up my bag slipped my shoes on and headed towards the door. I made my voice loud enough so that he could hear, “I don’t ever want to see you again. I hope you and Taylor are happy together.” I began to head down the stairs and out the door. I’d just opened the door when I felt him grab my wrist and turn me around.

“Molly wait, I can explain, don’t go!”

“It’s too late Harry, I don’t want to hear anything you have to say.” He let go of my wrist and I ran out the door to my car. I drove for a while, going nowhere in particular. I reached for my phone in my pocket, but it wasn’t there. Shit! It’s still at Harry’s, by the wall. I sighed in frustration and looked for some money in my car so I could stay in a motel or something. I found enough money for two nights and checked into a somewhat decent motel. I laid down on the spring mattress and began to cry again. I just can’t believe he did this to me.