Chasing Harry - LS [2013] [2/3]

Chapter Twenty; Love the Way You Lie

Sorry for the longwait my lovelies !

I am really really busy with school, but finally on spring break so I will try and finally finish this.

The song is, Love the Way you lie by Rihanna.

I hope you guys like, this is more of a filler chapter once more, the next one will be filled with more drama and action so watch out for that ;D

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Chapter Twenty; Love the Way You Lie

Harry

The music was already giving me a pounding headache and we haven’t even been in the club for three minutes yet.

            This was not my scene.

            Maybe it was before I lost my memory, and maybe it wasn’t. All that I know for sure is that it wasn’t at this moment. It was nothing like red carpet parties in those big white tents―         like the one we had went to earlier this year where I started flirting with a girl and Louis got massively jealous. Though, that didn’t matter. I just know I don’t like the whole loud music playing and people basically dry humping themselves on anyone and everything―which honestly, just looked awkward as hell―scene. Though, I wanted to spend time with my sister which speaking of―I have no idea where she is. We walked in together with her boyfriend, I look away for one second and I can’t find her once I turned my head back into her direction.

            Leave it to Harry Styles to get lost in a club.

            When I ran off from the band for the first time, this seemed to be the only way to drown my mind and leave me going numb. Though, I don’t need that feeling anymore so being here just seemed pointless, especially when I didn’t know where Gemma was.

            I wasn’t sure what song was playing but I wasn’t into the whole girls singing about wanting sex―doesn’t anyone has self respect lately? I was more into a rock mood than anything right now or actually just being back at my flat and cuddle with Louis.

            Being the ‘dependant’ type was never my thing either.

            And now I feel that since I finally accepted my love and feelings for Louis that I’m just not independent enough as all I ever want to do is be with him which would be perfectly fine if I was some kind of solo artist or if Louis and I were the only ones in a musical group. But we aren’t, I have other band members―heck, brothers, whom I barely have spoken to in the past few days and maybe even weeks as I always seem to wrap myself around both Management’s wants and then Louis and that just isn’t right.

            This kind of isn’t the right time to be thinking about considering I am in a club.

            And people have spotted my existence.

            “Harry Styles!” Someone practically shouted louder than the music itself, a camera flash going off and my eyes blinded for half a second.

            I couldn’t help but groan as I wasn’t used to the whole getting my picture taken and having paparazzi’s everywhere as I have been kind of in a hiding state since my accident. Though that’s just how Modest wanted it. They wanted to keep us hidden for a while, waiting for me to get better and grow slightly more comfortable. Though, always flying around everywhere, changing states and never really going out of my flat didn’t help me get used to the fact that everyone wanted something out of me. Whether it was my name written on paper, a picture or just a kiss on the cheek, it was just something so bizarre for me to do.