Fortunately Unfortunate - Harry Styles

27-Alone

Tiffany's POV

As Harry is trying to have small talk with us, I cannot help but think about the text I got from Cole. Why does he think he can just act all concerned all of a sudden? He could care less before. I can't get the words I saw pop up out of my head. 'Tiffany. I am worried. You are all over social media. You passed out?! Call me. Say something

It's weird, knowing that he knows what's going on in my life, meanwhile, I have nearly no idea what's happening in his.

I am really distracted and cannot focus on this conversation when I keep feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. I know he's trying to call or text me. I am trying to ignore it but it's hard. I don't want to talk to him; he ignored me when I tried to reach out. Becca is right. I need to ignore him.

Harry snaps me out of it when he asks if my levels are okay. I am taken aback by that questions as I didn't realize my phone going off was noticeable. I feel bad. He could probably tell my head is somewhere else. I try my best to bring myself back to the moment.

Rebecca drags my photos into the conversation. I honestly forgot I had taken them after this whole 'Cole situation'. I sit there nervously as Harry scrolls through the pictures.

"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". My heart skips a few beats and flips around in my chest. He likes them. I am so happy.

"Really? You don't have to spare my feelings. They aren't like, edited, ya know? So I know they could be better but..." He cuts me off by handing me back my camera but also holds onto my hand while doing so. I can tell that I am blushing.

"Tiffany." I look up at him. At those eyes, those curls, that smile, those dimples. Oh, how I want to kiss him. I can tell if I did, I would be addicted forever.
"They are perfect as they are, anything else is just an added bonus. Thank you. Really, I love them. In fact, do you think I could get a copy of these?" He is looking at me with a soft gaze, he seems like he genuinely loves everything about the shots I took, I feel honored, I feel happy.

"Of course Harry. They belong to you now" I say with the biggest smile on my face. Seeing people happy with my work brings me a type of joy that I cannot explain, and for Harry to love the photos of him brings me even more joy that I didn't know was possible.

"No no, they are still 100% yours, but I thank you so much for being willing to share them with me. It means a lot." I look down trying not to blush any more than I probably already am. He is still holding my hand/camera. My stomach feels like it's been flipped inside out.

"I am just really glad you like them..."

"love them, actually" he corrects me.

"...love them, and I would be happy to send them over to you, do you mind if I edit them as well? I will send you both the edited and raw versions of the photos if you want?" I really want him to be able to see my work in its full.

"Tiff, they are your photos, you do what you please with them and send me whatever you prefer, but if you would be willing to send me both, I would love that. If not, that's okay too." He is so polite about this and I feel like my work is safe with him. People tend to take advantage of my work, Cole was one of them, and do things with my photos I didn't approve of, or ask for professional photos when we are just hanging out. The fact that Harry is being so respectful about my work and even my wishes in relation to what photos I send him means so much to me.

"I'd be happy to send them both, should I just text them over to you?" It still feels weird to me texting him. I still wonder if it is his personal phone or if he has a work-type phone for these types of things.

"Sure, that would be wonderful. Thank you" He lets go of my hand now, but I am wishing he hadn't.

"Is the number I have a work phone? Like if it takes me longer than a few days to get the photos over to you will it still get to you?" I let my curiosity get the best of me. I had to know.

"Uh, no, it's not a work phone, actually. So if we could keep that between you and me that would be great"

"Really? I mean, of course, I would never share anyone's phone number regardless but I just figured you had like a nonprivate number for things like this."

"Well, Tiffany, I don't expect to have a situation like this happen very often" he smiles as he gestures between the two of us. "So I guess getting another number just wasn't on my to-do list."

I feel slightly embarrassed, and yet special. "Oh you mean to tell me you don't drive a fan home after every concert? You obviously do" I joke with him.

"You better run now Harry, she's onto you and your secret life of being an Uber driver" Becca pipes in making us all laugh.

It was then we hear a knock at his door. It's Elin.

"Hey guys! Sorry to interrupt, Rebecca, do you mind if I borrow you for a minute? I wanted to show you something".

"No not at all! I'll be right back!" she yells as she walks out the door.

Now it's just me and Harry, alone together once again.