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Chapter 74

Tessa's POV:

"What's with the sunglasses and grey sweatshirt," I asks at the light reflects from his dark lens when I turn to look at the clock on the nightstand.

"You don't like them?" He rubs his palm on my arm before pulling me closer to him.

"I loved it actually," I tell him and nuzzle farther into him. Every single clothing he wears they looks perfect on him because he got a perfect heavenly body, sweet combinations of hard and soft, so there is no chance him looking bad at any of them. I was just caught off guard by him wearing the grey clothes instead of black which I'm used to. "But it was so different...in a good way though." I try not offend him.

I'd like to see him in different colors other than black and sometimes white, which he pulls off perfectly and beautifully. But the other colour and multicolored shirts might be more good on him and give him more lively and light in his life which he sometime lacks. I can see that right into his eyes when he feels lifeless, lonely and some color maybe help with changing outfits. I know that might not going to help with it on his case but why not try.

"I didn't know you had any colors of shirts in your wardrobe."

"I didn't had, I bought it just to make myself unrecognisable and people might think I'm a weirdo in all black, so I wore the grey one instead just to disguise myself from-" he pauses, struggling to say it that what a famous person he is becoming.

"Your fans." I say it for him.

"Yeah, you can call them," he shrugs. "But yeah from them. I didn't want you to worry or get mad about us publicly seen and have not fun because of that, you know." He traces his fingers, drawing anonymous patterns on my arm.

I told him that and he did remember than I don't like to seen us together openly in public and if we did that we'd might be creating problems between us and more importantly on his career. Aww. That's so nice him to consider.

Wrapping my arms around him I hug him tightly and give a small kiss on his chest. This are the reason I remind myself why I fall in love with him, the way he thinks about me and about us. "Thanks for that."

"Of course." I feel him kissing on my hair. "I didn't want any trouble between us. And I'm accepting that I'm getting more... popular after we ran at one of my readers in Chicago when we attended your friend's wedding, remember there was these girls?" He reminds.

"Yeah," I nod. I remember that very vividly because I saw Hardin interacting with his fans for the first time, he was a little bit uncomfortable and almost...shy meeting his first fans in real but he handled the fame perfectly which was good to see.

"Yeah, she was crazy as hell," he says, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"How so?" I don't recall the girl acting crazy, a little head over Hardin but she was very normal as far as I know.

"When we first met her she was ordinary fangirl like shit but two days I met her again at my apartment's parking lot." He utters.

"So that might be a coincidence, how she's crazy?" I ask, what exactly he's talking about.

"No, that's a not fucking coincidence, she followed me Tessa. She literally told me that she followed me and stalked me at some places wherever I go. I calmly said her to not to do that again but I'm don't trust her. She might be following me right now who knows." He brings his hands up and tugs his hair out of frustration. She is following him everywhere? That's kinda annoying and scary also but that's what happen when you're famous. Getting stalked, hacked, followed and also hooked up by your fans, I know Hardin won't just sleep with some a random girls but they could be more persuasive.

"She might be." I look up at him and he raises a brow in confusion. "Maybe she's a staying in this same hotel, maybe she's on the same floor or perhaps she's at the next door, you never know." I tease him and he huffs irritation. I love to see him annoyed, he looks more adorable and cute when he's infuriated.

"Shut up Tess. Thinking someone probably following me right now is creeping me the fucking out," he shivers and I chuckle.

"Did she knows your apartment number?" I ask. I really want to know about this girl and give more shits to him and tease him involving her which drives him insane.

"I don't have any fucking idea, but why?"

"I've a doubt that she might be at your, you know," I bite down my lip to keep my face straight.

"At my place?" He guesses and I nod. "Then I'm complaining a restraining order against that chick before she became more pain in my ass," he says sternly.

"You wouldn't do that," I call him out.

"Try me." He has seriousness in his tone.

"Please don't do that. She just admire your work and has liking on you, very strongly though but I know she won't hurt you or anything like that." I explain as softly as possible.

"And how do you know that?"

"It just a feeling in my guts that says so." I tell, I don't know how to explain that feeling but I just know like it's there, when I saw her, she has the innocent smile which told me she won't hurt him. "She wants your attention and she'll support you and you need more support."

"Getting attention by stalking me isn't a very good idea to get my attention and I'd rather give my attention to you and only you." He grabs my face with his fingers and thumb to lifts up and brushes his lips with mine. Removing his hand, he tells "And I don't need their support."

"You do. Fans like her they supports the personality, sometime they acts crazy but they do things for their celeb crush and they defend you more that you do to yourself. And also you should appreciate their support rather than pushing them away." I say. He's now saying that he don't want them but at the time of need the collective console from them gives you hope, the light when you need in you life they're the light. "And in return you could help peoples, the readers who need your help, let people in into your life, Hardin, know what they want and what you could offer. If you love them they'll love you back passionately. It's a good idea don't you think?" I look up and try to read his face. There is a very small smile playing across his face like his is actually considering about what I'm saying to do.

"Yeah, I'll think about it," he nods. "And that chick is supporting me enough which I really appreciate."

"Yeah? How?"

"She created a page on social media only for my books. She's doing reviewing and promoting shits, you know like the movies but in this case my book," he notifies.

"Oh wow. Really? I want to see it," I state.

"I've it. She tagged me multiple times on Instagram." He tells me.

"Come on, let me see. Please," I plea.

"Okay, wait." Unwrapping his arm he leans to grab his phone. "Here, I've seen only couple of clips not much." He opens the page and hands me.

I quickly take it and scroll to see. She has quite the amount of followers who might read as well. I saw some of her review videos, she has different clips for different chapters which are mostly good one. There no hate for Hardin, not a single hateful words is coming out of her mouth. I get it that she's so in love with Hardin but she had to have a little tiny thing she dislike about him like I did when I first saw him.

But in case of her there is only love and love and loved reviews nothing else.

I should read some comments, which shows the real review.

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