Harmony (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 6

*SCARLETTS POV*

I continue to sit there on my couch, wondering what the hell just happened. Did he just do that, on national television? Why'd he do that? He could of just ruined his career, our career. I was the one doing a love song with him at the moment. I was just getting started in my career and he could of just ruined it.

There is a pound on the door and I could only wonder who it was. I get up to go answer it and find out that the person behind the door was Harry.

"Harry, what are you-" I begin to ask.

"I needed to get out of there, Scar." He cuts me off.

Again with the Scar. It sounded so perfect. "Harry, your missing the awards."

"I don't care. I can't be seen there after what I just did. Don't pretend like you didn't see it because I know you did." He says as he points towards my tv which is still on the awards show.

I take the remote and flip off the tv. I turn to look at him and see him running his fingers through his curly hair in panic. I go over to him resting my hand on his arm. "Harry, don't worry about it, everything is going to be fine." I say as comforting as I can.

"Scar, you know I could of just ruined this for both of our careers." He replies.

"I don't care." I lie. Of course I cared. I didn't want my career down the toilet. "Are you happy with this decision?" I ask.

"Hell yes." He doesn't even hesitate. "I could not wait to be away from her." He smiles looking at me.

I smile and giggle in return. "Well then don't beat yourself up about this." I realize my hand is still on his arm and I quickly remove it and look away awkwardly.

Before I knew it Harry had his arms wrapped around me in a big old bear hug. "Thank you." He whispers in my ear. I smile and wrap my arms around him, hugging him in return.

*HARRYS POV*

I leave Scarletts apartment pretty late actually. I had missed the whole awards ceremony and the boys were going to rip my arse apart. Louis texted me telling me we had won 4 awards and that I should watch my back in the tabloids tomorrow. I had already thought about all the hate I would be getting. Taylor probably told everyone she had broke up with me. Thats just how she worked. Always needing the attention.

I decide to go back to my hotel room and go to asleep right away. I did not need the boy's shit tonight. That could wait until the morning. I slip on some sweat pants and take my shirt off and hop into my bed. Within minutes I was out.

I toss and turn all night. Constant dreams about my career being destroyed from my stunt that night. I was screaming and sweating so bad in my sleep. I sit up screaming and realize it was just a dream. My breathing is heavy and I look over to see it was 5 o'clock in the morning. I got up and went into the bathroom to take a shower, I refused to go back to sleep.

I step out of the shower and change into my usual white v-neck and black jeans. I go into the kitchen and start making myself some breakfast. I wish Scarlett was here. Wait what? Why did I just think that? Could I have feelings for her? No, I couldn't. Could I?