Fortunately Unfortunate - Harry Styles

26-Confused & Mesmerized

Harry's POV

I run off that stage and it felt faster than usual. I couldn't wait to see Tiffany and see how she enjoyed the show. I hope everything was okay with her for the rest of the time after she got herself some food. I know she can take care of herself but this is still new to me, so I worry more than I probably should.

I am glad I got to see her briefly during my break. I had snuck away simply to see if she had used the little setup; well, and to use the bathroom.

When I get back there I see Tiff and Rebecca waiting by my dressing room. I smile when I see them and they return the smile back.

"Oh my gosh, Harry you were amazing!" Tiffany says as she lightly jumps up and down with excitement.

"As always." Rebecca chimes in.

"Thanks you two, now I need to get changed out of this sparkly thing but I won't be long, hang here for just a sec alright?" They nod their heads and I quickly go inside my room to change. I can hear some light voices chatting while I change so I stay near the door to try and hear what they are saying. I know I shouldn't eavesdrop but I want to know if they liked the show, if Tiff likes me...I listen.

"Shoot he saw everything Becca" Tiffany seems distressed, it doesn't seem like they are talking about the show at all.

"Hey chill out, what's it matter anyways?"

"I don't know it just seems weird for him to be seeing me on social media and know so much of what's been happening in my life, and it's not coming from my account or from me. It's even weirder to me since he has been ignoring me any time I reach out."

"So ignore him!" Rebecca seems like she doesn't like this guy. Who is this guy?

I stop listening now and quietly walk away from the door so I can make sure I look half decent. I take a deep breath trying to get the conversation I just overheard out of my mind. I walk back over to the door and open it to see them standing looking over Tiff's phone. They look concerned, or upset, but I pretend to notice nothing.

"Done! Now come on in and have a seat" I say and notice that Tiffany puts her phone away extremely fast. Once again, I push it out of my mind and focus on her, her beauty, her slightly messy hair from dancing, her sparkly top that has left glitter all over her, and her beautiful eyes that I feel can see right through me.
"Soooo, did you both have fun?" I ask hoping to get a conversation going since they both seem a little distracted.

"We had a blast, Harry, you put on the best performance there is," Rebecca says as she sits down next to Tiffany on the couch. I pull up a chair so that I am sitting directly across from her. I notice her phone is on silent but I can hear the vibration of it going off in her pocket. I wonder if it is her CGM? Or is it that guy they were talking about?

"I am so glad you both had a good time. I am also glad you were able to come again to get the full experience, I appreciate your constant support" I look between the two of them and notice that Tiffany seems distracted.
"Are your levels okay?" I blurt out. I don't know why I asked so abruptly but it just seems like her phone is distracting her and I want to know why.

"What?" she seems caught off guard by that question. I didn't mean anything by it, I just heard her phone buzzing so I thought I would ask.

"Oh, sorry, I mean, I heard your phone going off, I know you said your CGM alerts your phone, but I wasn't sure if-- neverminded, I'm sorry I didn't mean to overstep" I feel bad now for asking. I try and cover my tracks but I feel like I am making it worse.

"Don't apologize, Harry, I didn't realize it was that noticeable but no it's actually not my CGM, my levels are good thanks to your sweet little snack section". She seems more herself now that she is engaging in the conversation. It's probably that guy they were talking about outside my dressing room bugging her then. I feel a little spark of jealousy and maybe even some frustration that someone else could be trying to get to know her like how I am now. It's stupid. I've known her for 24 hours, but I want to know her forever, and I don't like the thought of someone else having such an impact on her emotions especially in a negative way.

"Oh okay, well I am so glad you were able to use the little setup. I was hoping it would come in handy, even if it was just a little mid-show snack" I give her a little nudge which makes her laugh.

All of a sudden Rebecca pipes in. "Harry, Tiff has something to show you"

I look at both of them waiting for Tiffany to elaborate. She doesn't so Rebecca continues. "She took some amazing photos of you during your performance. Like I said they are amazing. But I am a little biased"

"Is this true? You used your talent on me?" I joke with her seeing that she seems nervous to show me as she fiddles with her camera in her hand.

"Well, I mean, yeah, but they were taken with my small digital camera which don't get me wrong is great quality but it isn't my finest work as my big professional camera is better, so don't be too harsh on them" She begins to turn the camera on to show me.

I can't lie, I am really stoked about this, I feel honored that she wanted to take shots of me onstage. From what I have seen of her work, she has an eye for finding beauty in everything, and the fact that she wanted to use that talent on me makes me feel really special.

"I didn't get every song, but I got quite a few shots." She hands me the camera. "You can scroll through as you please".

As I do, I sit there in silence, these images are so unique, they are so clear for me moving constantly, the angles she chose, the lighting, everything just makes them stand out from other photos I've seen not only from my concert but others as well.

"Tiff, these are amazing...this may sound a little strange saying about photos of myself, but they are all so beautiful, so different. The way you chose to capture these moments is mesmerizing. They might be my favorite pictures of me performing" I am in serious awe of her work. Maybe it's because I am just in awe of her in general, but regardless she has a talent that more people need to see. It's beautiful, she's beautiful.