Reunion 2024.

New York.

Harry boarded the jet at 7PM sharp just like Simon had said and they were in the air.

He logged onto instagram, checking all the boys pages like he had done for the past 8 years. They still all followed him but he followed none of them. They didn't know what they did to the him. When they treated him like shit, he started to treat himself like shit. They all put out new music but he never did. They all went on tours but he never did. He sulked in his room for years before starting to ghost write for other singers.

Harry was lost in thought when the plane landed.

"Mr styles the car is here to get you" the flight attendant said.

"Thank you love" Harry said looking at her with a small smile.
He grabbed his luggage from the front of the plane and went down the steps.

When Harry exited the plane he was met by a man. And the man had a familiar face that Harry was so glad to see.

"PAUL!" Harry yelled out dropping his stuff and running to the muscular man.

"HARRY!" Paul calls out catching the boy in his arms.

"How are you?" He asks Harry.

"Not sure how I'm going to do this Paul, to be honest I don't want to do this."

"Harry I know you didn't cheat on Louis" Harry looked at Paul.

"Tell that to Louis" Harry said sadly. None of the boys bothered to keep up with Harry. Not caring what went on with the boy.

"Look I don't know what happened, all I know is that the boys are excited to see you"

This shocked Harry. How could they be excited when they didn't even bother to check up on him? They didn't wish him a happy birthday or anything.

"Well we got to get going to the hotel you lads are staying at" Paul directs Harry into the car.

They drove for about 30 minutes before reaching their destination. Harry gets out and watches as Paul grabs his luggage and follows him into the hotel.

"HARRY STYLES" he hears a bunch of loud screams coming from infront of him. He looks up to see a bunch of fans.

"Hello girls how are you guys doing?" He says and all the girls about faint. He signs and takes pictures until theirs one girl left.

"Hello Love, what's your name?" Harry says.

"My names Olive" she says.

"What a pretty name for a pretty girl"

She blushes and asks Harry for a picture.

Harry gladly obliged. Missing this and all his fans.

"Harry?" She asks

"Yes, olive?"

"I know you're not happy, I don't know what happened for you to stop making music after One direction but please, please come back." Harry stares at her in shock. Was he really that oblivious to how he looked? Was it that obvious?

"Harry cmon let's go up!" Paul calls out across the lobby where the elevators are.

He gets into the elevator wishing olive a goodbye.

"You're room 17" he hands Harry a key card.

"I'm room 27 if you have any problems tonight"

"Thank you Paul."

Harry grabs his things and heads to his room, opens up the door and sets his stuff down.

Now for some sleep.