paparazzi || l.s mpreg

5

When we finally enter the buliding I'm sweating and lightheaded. I am pissed off at that Louis guy and I'm already done with this day.

The interview goes slow...way to slow. I'm bored of the same questions over and over.

"So, Harry are you dating anyone at the moment?" the interviewer asks.

"No." I answer abuptly.

Liam nudges me. Probably telling me to back off.

"Is there anyone you have an eye on." she asks again?

"No."

"Oh come on there has to be somebody."

My mind goes back to Louis. That fucking prick. That hot fucking prick. His eyes and his tattoos and how they somehow match with mine. I wish he wasn't a pap. I wish I met him at a bar and was drunk out of my mind. I just wish it was easier.

"Listen, if you keep asking me the same question I'm going to be giving you the same anwsers." I finally answer.

She looks taken aback.

"Can we stop rolling for a second? I have to use the restroom." I ask while getting up not really caring if the cameras are still recording.

I walk out of the room into the hallway.

"That's not the way to the restroom." I hear a producer call.

"I'll show him." I hear Liam tell the man.

I hear Liam's running feet behind me trying to catch up.

"Why did you run off like that?" He akss me once next to me.

"I didn't run off."

"Yes you did Harry. I was there I saw you. Listen I get that-"

"No you listen. I'm done with people asking me dumbass questions about who my new crush is or who I was seen at a bar with." I say interupting him.

He stands there looking at me having no way to respond. I look at him then continue my walk down the hall to this big window. I can see down to the ground floors where the paps and fans are waiting for us to come out. I see Louis amongst the crowd. I just stare at the top of his head.

I can see Liam in the corner of my eye standing next to me.

"Who is it?" he asks.

"Who is who?" I asked confused.

"The person you like?"

"Liam you're just as bad as them." I state begining to get annoyed.

"Harry I've know you for four years. I know when you like someone."

I think about telling Liam but I'm scared he would judge me. Just like how I'm scared he would judge me if  I told him that I'm gay or that I can get pregnant. 

"Liam...I'll tell you later. We have to get back." I say.

"Are you sure? If it's important tell me now because I don't want you being moody in there."

"Yes Liam. Now lets go."

We begin to walk back I look out the window one last time to see Louis sitting there waiting with his camera in his hand.

a/n: if there are any grammar errors please tell me so i can fix them. thanks!