Tomlinson to Styles [Harry.S] *COMPLETE*

Paps - Chapter 10

(A/N: Apologising in advance for the language. Woops:/)

*Alyssa's P.O.V*

I saw Harry's smile widen into a giant grin. He pushed a strand of my hair behind my ear and kissed my jaw line.

"So you'll be mine?" He asked, more as a statement than question.

"Of course!" I laughed as I leaned in for another kiss. Unlike our first one, this kiss was softer and more meaningful. Now this, was love. Giggling, Harry grabbed my tiny hand and began to do something I'd dreamed of happening ever since I can remember. He sang to me.

"You're hand fits in mine like it's made just for me," he started, staring into my eyes, "but bear this in mind it was meant to be." I could feel my cheeks blushing. Right now,I could care less if Harry saw my scarlet cheeks. He was mine and I was his and that's all that mattered. My hips swayed in Harry's hands as 'little things' rang through my ears. Everything was perfect, or so it seemed.

*Harry's P.O.V*

As I faded off the last line of the song, Liam shouted us into the living room/dining room area of the tour bus for a twitcam.

"Everyone was commenting, they want all of us. You guys never join in with twitcams!" He called. Liam then turned back to his brand-new laptop with built in webcam. Trust Liam.

"Guys, they're coming!" He said over-excitedly. The rest of the boys dived and roly-polyed over the couch but I hung back for Alyssa.

"C'mon then babe?"

"I don't wanna," she said, welling up a little.

"Why baby?"

"I mean, what if they don't like me? They'll know we're dating and hate, not just me, but you," she continued, sobbing now.

"Sh now. Well we'll keep it secret, k? They know you're Louis sister so they won't hate on you love." I finished with that. Without permission, I dragged her into the living room. Alyssa and I waved at the camera.

"Hey twitcammers, directioners, whoever you are!" I laughed into the computer. Suddenly, the computer was going crazy with messages, mostly about me. Some said things along the lines of:

Haaaaaarry! 

Or:

He's back!!!  

But then I saw something that alarmed me and obviously Louis too since he'd turned a light very light white. They read:

Who the hell is that girl? 

And others:

Get that ugly face off our screen. Which one is she dating, slut.

I nudged Liam to put our faces over the comments. Making sure she hadn't seen the comments I turned to the spot where I left Alyssa standing. And she wasn't there. Oh great. She'd seen. Stupid 'fans'. Making decisions wasn't something I was good at so when the decision of going after Alyssa or carrying on the twitcam came along, I was completely stumped. Seen as the fans'd start suspecting stuff (which I guess was kind of something they'd be doing in time to come if they ever saw us out) I decided to carry on with the other boys. I'd most likely regret this later but, hey, live for the moment, right?

The twitcam wasn't on for much longer and as soon as the laptop lid hit the base, I was off like a bullet, racing round the entire apartment, looking for my girlfriend. Nowhere. Absolutely no where to be seen. Shit. I should've listened to her. She knew that they'd hate on her but it was something she'd have to get used to if she wanted us to be an item. It hurt to know she was somewhere hurting. But where?

"Lou?" I shouted through his bedroom door. He hummed in response. "Where's Alyssa?"

"I uh, I think she...uhm went...I don't know?" Jesus! I slammed my fist into the hard wall. I admit it hurt but it was better feeling physical rather than emotional pain. Immediately after the emotional pain flooded back, I ran. Ran from the bus. I knew where I was going. The park. The very place I first laid eyes on what I'm proud to call MY girl. Of course, she was Austin's then but that's beside the point. I ran as fast as my feet would possibly go. Then I saw her, tying a long piece of rope with a...loop(?) around the end to the tree. Oh my god. She wasn't gonna? She was! At this point, my heart was racing a mile a minute, just like every time she kissed me. However, this time it wasn't a good thing.

"Alyssa! Baby! Stop!" I yelled, looking at the tree that, not only was she attempting to commit on, but the tree where we shared our very first conversation. I remember it all so clearly; her beautiful eyes never leaving mine, her blonde curls blowing in the wind and that perfect smile! Oh how she rocks my world! Snapping out of my trance, I saw my baby running towards me, tears like raindrops on her soft, red cheeks. Beginning to cry, I ran to her and engulfed her in a giant hug.

"Don't ever scare me like that again, k? Everything's ok...hush. Don't cry. Please baby. I swear, they were just curious,"

"Sure, curious to know how many ways to kill a 'slut'" This pushed me over edge. Sometimes people could be so damn disrespectful!

"You're not a slut Aly," I momentarily paused, "Can I call you that?" She nodded yes and I continued. "I love you and so do all the boys. But mostly me," I winked as she giggled at my last sentence. Obviously struggling to get the words out correctly, Alyssa mumbled, "I love yo-" I cut her off with a passionate kiss. I licked her lower lip asking for entrance and she gladly accepted. Another perfect moment...or so I thought. I heard snaps and clicks from the side of me. Paps. Oh. Shit. They were shooting questions in our direction but, as ordered if we were ever caught together, we put our hoods up and walked off. Alyssa seemed a little off so I put my arm round her waist. She relaxed a little into my grip but didn't stop, or even slow down, till we reached home.

"Fucking paparazzi," she muttered. I giggled. "Harry this isn't funny!" She yelled, "By tomorrow we'll be in all the papers and magazines. Y'know how much they're gonna hate us?" By now she was starting to tear up again. I held her close to my chest. Her breath was coming out in big puffs and was unsteady. If I've learnt anything whilst living with Aly, was that rubbing her upper back soothed this. So that's what I did. And she seemed to enjoy it.

"There now, love. Everything's fine. And if the fans find out, so what? Me and you are official," She bit her lip, unsure of if what I was saying would go down well. Almost as if I read her mind huh? Well that's what she thought when I said, "And even if they don't take it well, I wouldn't give you up. You know why?" Smirking, I continued knowing this would make her smile, "'Cause I love you."

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Finally written! Yayayay! I've been so stumped as to what to write so I thought 'paps' and got this idea aha. Hope y'all like. Remember to read/comment/vote. Love you guyssss!