You're perfect to me. (A Harry Styles Fanfic) COMPLETED

Before you leave me today

I was loudly awoken the next morning in Harry's bed, by none other than Harry himself. It was 6:30am! What the hell was he doing.

"Si, you need to get up. We've got to get back to London! Todays a busy day!"

"Harry, its 6:30. London will still be there in a few hours" I rolled back over, sighing at how much Harry was panicking and rushing.

"But todays my last day with you, Sienna. I want to spend every single second with you. It matters." I felt a lump rise in my throat and a stabbing pain in my heart every time I thought about him leaving, and it was as if he was about to throw a bucket of ice cold water over me with how fast I jumped out of bed. He was right we didn't have much time together and there wasn't a second to waste.

Because it was so early, no one in the house was up yet but I didn't want to be rude and just leave so I wrote a note out for Gemma, giving her my number and thanking her for everything and I slid it under her door, and then I wrote one for Anne, thanking her for making me feel so welcome and at home and stuck it on their fridge door with the magnets.

We quickly got ready and headed off on the long drive back to London. It may be a few hours but atleast we would get to spend that time together. Tonight was Harry's farewell party and I couldn't wait to properly talk to all his really good friends. Obviously I'd met the band before but I'd spent all this time with Harry that I'd really not had any time to get to know them. I couldn't wait to see Liam and Izzy together, this would be the first time in 13 years of being friends with her that I'd see her with someone who is more than just a friend with benefits. I couldn't wait.

When we arrived back in London, we went straight to Harry's place because he needed to pack for the tour. I decided that after trying to help him pack before our Holiday I wold just sit and watch this time. We didn't really talk, I just felt safe knowing he was there. I bet I looked almost like a stalker because I just watched his every move, how his eyes were fixated on his clothes, how he'd look confused about where he'd put something and scratch his head, bit his lip or ruffle his hair without even knowing it. I wish I could just film every single second of my time with him so when he went away I could still see him. I knew that we could talk over the phone and skype but he'd be so busy and it was inevitable that it was going to be difficult with the time difference and everything.

Since I'd been with Harry I'd try to keep off twitter as much as possible, not alot of people knew about us yet. We'd not been papped together other than when I had a jacket over my head. But some people did know, I honestly don't know how, but they did and they weren't happy about it. Harry is such an icon and girls all over the world are practically falling at his feet just for him to acknowledge their existence, so I can understand why they'd be so protective over him but they didn't know me? When I did go on twitter I made the mistake of searching my own name. I thought I'd do it and there would only be a few bad comments but there were hundreds telling me I ought to die and they know where I live. It was just horrific.

"Babe, don't read that" Harry said, stood behind me with a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

"I wasn't meaning to see them all, I just don't get it. What have I done"

"Nothing, Sienna please, for me just don't read that shit. It'll eat you alive"

"Okay, I'll take your word for it. I just don't understand why your with me over some of these girls their models Harry!"

He just rolled his eyes and shook his head at me before kissing my forehead.

Take that as he doesn't like models? Alright then! I thought to myself enthusiastically.