Up In My Head (Harry Styles/One Direction) [EDITING]

24. Truly, Madly, Deeply

A/N:

I AM SO F*CKING MAD RIGHT NOW! SERIOUSLY!? THIS HAS GONE WAAAAAAAY TOO FAR. Where are the times when people actually showed their idols some respect? Where are the times where the word 'privacy' was a word people actually respected? Where are the times when bromances were just bromances?

Greg's wedding... Seriously? Where is the self respect? You just DON'T CRASH SOMEONE'S WEDDING. YOU JUST DON'T. IT'S A HORRIBLE THING TO DO! I can't even... I don't even know how to put this in words... I HATE THOSE WHO WENT TO THE WEDDING JUST TO GET A PICTURE WITH NIALL! HE LOCKED HIMSELF UP IN THE BATHROOM, CRYING AND BELIEVING THAT IT WAS HIS FAULT THAT THE GIRLS CRASHED HIS BROTHER'S WEDDING. YES, THAT'S WHAT NIALL DID. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW? DOYOU REALLY WANT TO DESTROY THEM AND LOSE THEM IN THE NEAR FUTURE? Because that's what will happen if this continues.

And even if Denise and Greg say they aren't angry about the 'Directioners' it's still NOT OKAY to crash someone's wedding day!

Just stop it. Please, I beg you. I just want the old and happy fandom back... :(

Thank you for letting me get this out. I just needed to share it with someone. Is there anyone else out there who agree with me?

Thank you so much for 9k reads! :D I love you lovely readers so much!

When I'm done, Up In My Head is going to have 39 chapter - one for each of their songs. It's going to be 40 parts, though, since the story got a prologue.

And in chapter 35, I'll reveal a surprise that I think you'll like ;) but it's like 10 chapters left, so you'll have to wait for a little while longer x)

Here's chapter 24:

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Chapter 24

Truly, Madly, Deeply

When I woke up the next morning, my body was shaking uncontrollably and I knew exactly why. Tuesday, the day that was booked with meetings and interviews, was just about to start. But for once, interview wasn't for the boys - I was going to be the main character in all the day's interviews. I, Jessica Walker, was going to sit in a television studio, facing one of those famous interviewees, answering questions about my "relationship" with the lads and the "almost-naked" picture of me that Niall had posted on his Twitter account for like thirty seconds. But in this fandom, thirty seconds were more than enough for the Directioners to copy the pic and keep spreading it to the world.

I didn't want to get up from my comfortable bed, didn't want to remove the duvet cover and let all the freezing air in. Maybe I could say that I was sick? A fever and cold could work if I acted quite well for a little while. But if I did, Mr. Andersen would just rebook all of the meetings. He wouldn't let me get away that easily. I was pretty sure I was going to throw up in the afternoon because of all the attention, though. Yeah, I'll be honest; I felt really sorry for myself.

After 20 minutes of feeling the self-pity eating me up from the inside, I sighed and threw the duvet cover off my legs and sat up on the bedside. Without noticing it, I put my hands on my closed eyelids and tried to rub the sleep out of my eyes. It didn't work, though, and when I stood up, my view was still covered in white mist. The lights in the ceiling stung my eyes with the pain you always feel when you turn on a light in a dark room and I quickly closed my eyes again. Couldn't the day just be over when I opened my eyes again. If I counted to three and closed my eyes really hard, it might actually work.

One...

Two...

Three...

I opened my eyes again. I was still standing in my nightwear in my bedroom. For a short second, I had been caught in the world of Disney, actually believing in fairies and magic. But I wasn't living in that world. I was a grown up woman and shouldn't be stuck in the past. But somehow, I knew that that world, full of magic and adventures, would always be there in the back of my head, bringing me hope even in the darkest of times.