Erm... So... Basically (One Direction Fan Fic)

Chapter 17

Harry’s POV

    It was about 9pm, I hadn’t heard from Marilyn all day, but I figured she was probably busy since she didn’t respond to my text earlier.

The photoshoot went well, aside from the fact that the words Louis said to me in the early hours kept repeating over and over in my head. Everything I loved about Marilyn suddenly started to bother me, it bothered me because everything about her I loved. And I wasn’t sure I would ever be able to have to have her.

Just how it was very possible, that her direction, may not be located in the lines of my One Direction. Our paths might be crossing for now, but something could happen in an instant to separate us. And I had to become comfortable with this.

    “Hey,” Louis walked into my room with his arm wrapped around Lyla’s waist. “we’re all going to the club down the street, want to join us?” he asked me. I jumped off my bed and spotted my jack willis hood on the floor, so I picked it up and put it on.

“Nah, but you guys have fun alright?” I answered.

“Have you talked to Marilyn today, Harry?” Lyla wondered, her eyebrows scrunched.

I looked at her worried, “No. Is she alright?” I snapped slightly.

“I don’t know, to be quite honest with you. As soon as she got back from the studio around 4pm, she locked her self in her room to play the keyboard. I asked her if she wanted to talk… but she didn’t answer me. Probably a lot on that little head of hers.” She said to me.

I bit my lip from anxiety, I wanted more than anything to call her, but I knew if she wanted to talk to me, she would.

I hoped she would.

    After I said my farewells I sat on the couch to watch “500 days of Summer” since it was on the television. I turned off all the lights expecting I’d fall asleep, I got comfortable on the couch and enjoyed the piece of toast I had snagged before I sat down. At the first commercial break I turned my head to the right to see how bright the night sky was tonight. My favorite star was in perfect view tonight, so I needed to go outside to honor it’s beauty.

I don’t think it’s possible for me to go a night without looking at the stars. When I made my way outside I pulled my iPod and headsets out of my hood pocket and listened to “Little Bird” by Ed Sheeran.

I hummed along enjoying the night.

Marilyn’s POV

    I stood outside of the boys hotel and looked all the way up to the top floor, where their room was located. I took a deep breath and asked myself if I wanted to go up there, as I held their room key in my hands. I figured all of them would be out at the club, since I knew that’s where Lyla was going tonight. My mind wandered to the first time I sat in their pleasant room, not too long ago, how quickly things have changed since then. I thought back to my enormous crush on Niall, and my immense curiosity with Harry Styles. I thought about that balcony, and how I wanted to see the view from it at night… well it was midnight now, and I assumed it would be lovely. So I decided I would march on in there, and enjoy the night. I’m sure none of them would mind, plus they aren’t even home, and probably wouldn't be till the early hours.

    As I walked through the lobby I was reminded of the moment I imitated Paul Higgins walk, his walk with a purpose (which did end up being made into a gif, and also had a good 35,000 views on Youtube, hell yeah). I remembered the way Harry laughed when he witnessed my confidence to do that. It was crazy how quickly my confidence varied, and how shielded it was at times.

    When I walked into the hotel room, I expected no one to be there, to my surprise, I noticed Harry out on the balcony. His back was turned to me and he was lightly leaning over the edge, looking at the stars. The light practically filled the whole suite. I paused in my tracks for a moment, wondering to myself if I should stick around, or go back, because maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. I didn’t want to bother Harry…