Three months I found Love (Harry styles FanFic)

The Chase

“Thank you.” I said swallowing hard looking away from his gaze.

                He laughs that laugh that could make any girl faint. He must notice my cheeks and how I hardly look at him.

“Harry Styles!” someone’s shout from the distance.

                Everything happens so fast. People with cameras are swarming in each of our sides. All of them are asking different questions at the same time. I raised my hand blocking away the lights from their cameras. I shift awkwardly closer to Harry as these people keep on getting closer to us. He did the same putting both of his hand on my shoulder, cupping me protectively as I tried to hide my face.

“Harry is she you girlfriend?” all of them chant in chorus.

“Yes, she is.” Harry said out loud.

                I shake my head in frustration looking up to him, instead of explaining or even giving me a signal he just ignored me. He slides off both of his hands around my waist from behind. Even with people swarming all over us I couldn’t help but to notice that strong feeling he set when he touches me. The paparazzi must notice it as they shift their cameras to my waist, focusing on how harry set it securely. I remove Harry’s embrace and leave him at the center where we both stood awhile ago. I fought my way out of the crowd; they question me differently with the same idea like “How did you met harry?” etc. I feel nauseous and suffocated by these hideous people. I AM EVEN WEARING TWO PIECE FOR SAKE.

“Melody!” I heard harry shouted as he keeps up with me and he’s having a difficulty too.

                He touched my elbows and I couldn’t help that electricity to spike me again. He moves his hand on my hand and intertwined it. I refused it and fought to remove it but he just held it strongly. He faced me with serious deadly straight face and motions me to run faster. I did. We run straight ahead without anywhere to go or should I say where to hide. I guess this night is amazing because I’ve never been in this situation before but I never wished of it or ever think this would happen to me. Paparazzi are chasing us. The moon illuminate Harry’s face as we run and that dark curly hair like halo around his angelic face keeps on swaying with the wind. I should feel tired by now but I don’t care this guy next to me is enough to me keep going.

                I saw the motel from far away. The small simple exterior of it then an idea popped into my head. We can definitely hide there if we lose them.  

“Harry?” I’m running out of breath and glad he still heard me.

“What?” he doesn’t sound annoyed but sounds tired and breathless.

“See that small motel over there, the white one?” I am too weak to point its direction and maybe I feel my legs a little bit wobbly.

“Yes.” I felt his grip tighten as he felt that I am slowing down.

“That’s where I’m staying. We can stay there but we have to lose these people first.” I said weakly and breathless.

                We halt suddenly and catch our breaths as if it’s the most precious thing in this world. I collapsed on my knees feeling giddy and unwell. But I cannot lose consciousness not in this freaking situation.

“Are you okay?” he said going down on his knees, gripping my shoulders.

“Yes, Just tired.” I see two Harry in my vision.                                      

“I’m sorry.” He helped me to stand up with his strong arms, steadying me carefully as if, if I’ am going to lose my balance he’ll catch me.

                   The paparazzi are getting nearer. Harry grabbed his phone from his pockets, held it on his ear. I couldn’t hear what he is saying because my mine is a bit clouded.

“Can you still run?” he whispers in my ear.

“I think I can.” The words become more forceful but maybe I can.

“Good, we are going to enter that dark corner and find away to get to that motel.” Even in my situation he still tickles my bare neck with his breath.

“Fine”

                   I stepped back and stayed behind him clutching his t-shirt. People were starting to ask questions again and you don’t even know what to answer first. Some taking pictures while others are taping. Paparazzi are really bad.

“Louis “Harry called out.

                   Some head turns but some don’t. I closed my eyes briefly and sighed hoping to lose their attention and completely get rid of them.

“Boys!” he shouted aloud.

                   Okay, every head turns around completely losing their interest in us. It was the chance we awaited and we grabbed it. My adrenaline suddenly kicks in as we entered the dark corner and ran. It was pitched dark but it didn’t matter because harry hold my hand so firmly. We saw the back door of the motel. Harry opens it and let me get inside first and him following behind me. He locks it securely as I lean my whole body against the white wall. Harry took my hand again, motioning me to follow him but I didn’t. The world around me starts to fade and all I see is white and Harry’s voice seems so far away.

                   I woke up feeling the soft bed beneath me and how it smells like my favorite fabric softener. I pull the blanket below my chin and felt the warm it gives off. I want to sleep more because I feel so tired because of those paparazzi and harry. HARRY?

“Ohmy” I jumped and refresh the kiss and chase

“Thank God, you are now awake.” Stacey with her flowing blonde hair sat next to me on the bed.

“I-“

“I know… what does it feels to be carried by Harry Styles? I should thank you so much because finally I have a picture of him and me… You are really an angel, melody.” She interrupted and hugged me tightly. She added “Did you two hook up last night?”

“What? NO! That British boy, he put me in so much trouble Last night. Last night?” the light from the window blinds me and the realization hit me. I passed out and he carried me to my room. What a shame.

“Did he already left? I asked Stacey and wishes for yes.

“Yes.” She answered sadly.

“Thank God.” I muttered in relief.

“But he left a note, don’t worry I didn’t read It.” she winked and shift to grab something from the tables beside the bed.

She passes it to me with the biggest smile on her, she must be very excited to read it with me because she surely going to ask for it.

I am going to pick you up tonight. I owe you a lot.

                                                                                                                                         - Harry