Your Little Secret (Harry Styles Fanfic)

47: "...Consider it"

Harry POV

Her eyes show such fear and worry. I know she didn't want to talk to me. I know she told me not to talk to her but I can't stop. It's like we don't even know each other anymore. In the space of 2 days, everything has been flipped upside down, all because of me.

A whispers are exchanged amongst the fans, probably trying to suss out who she is.

"Yeah?" She softly speaks. It's like we were strangers.

She looks at the girls muttering their comments. She looks so nervous and uncomfortable.She probably was.

I wish these girls weren't here. It would be a whole lot easier to talk to her.

"Have you had a phone call?" I speak, everyone around me looking slightly confused. Including Mollie.

"W-what?"

"Have you had a phone call?" I repeat. Watching her mentally trying to figure out what I was talking about.

"N-no? From who?"

I chew my cheek and take it gulp.

"Don't worry."

I turn around, the fans following behind me.

Mollie POV

What? I told him to forget about me. That was just making it even more obvious that there was something between us.

I heard a few of the comments from the girls, but blocked them out, not wanting to start crying. I know they knew who I was. Who would have called me anyways? And why does it concern Harry?

I watched him walk down the path, glancing back a few times to check if I was still standing. His eyes showed concern and sympathy.

I can feel my heart beat out of my chest from the nerves as I begin walking again. I just felt so uncomfortable now. I know I was the one who said to forget but it just felt strange. I can't deny how my heart rate increases when I see him. No way can I deny it.

My phone rings. Stella.

I am going to have to talk to her sooner or later.

"Hello."

"Hi Mollie." She sounds adgitated.

There's a silence.

"You okay?" I ask.

"I spoke to Harry."

What? How the hell would she of even been able to speak to Harry? He's mobbed by fans every second?

"How?"

"Long story. It doesn't matter."

"Oh" I reply, not too sure on how to answer.

"He told me to tell you something."

For Christ sake. I want to forget about this. I want to forget about everything. Including him!

"What do you mean?" I moan, fearing the worst.

"Look Mollie, he told me what happend. And he sounds genuinely sorry." She sympathetically speaks. "He asked me to tell you that he wants you to come to his interview tomorrow. It's at 3pm where his last one was."

"What?" I ask. "What interview? Why?"

"I don't know." Her voice fades. "He sounded desperate though."

"Well I'm not going." I stubbornly state.

"Mollie-"

"No Stella! You have no idea how he made me feel! Or how I feel now." A lump forms in my throat. "I can't go. I don't want to be involved in all of that again! I've seen enough interviews and photografers and I can't handle watching Harry speak."

There's a pause.

"But-"

"No but's Stella! He made me feel like I was worthless. As though I was just a little doll he could control and make decisions for! He was embarrassed by me. Just because I'm not like him."

I swallow, holding back my tear.

"Sorry." I murmur. "I'm just upset."

"I know." She assures. "So's Harry..."

I bet not as much as me. He didn't seem to upset just then.

"He really wants you to be there Mollie."

I sigh.

"I can't..."

"Think about it?"

"Stell-"

"Mollie." She interrupts. "If you really felt that strongly about him then you would at least consider it."

I don't want people to make me the center of attention. I don't want the press to notice me, or any fans. Anyone...

"Okay." I give in. "I'll think about it."

"Good." She huffs, a sense of accomplishment taking over her tone voice. "I'll speak to you later.

"Bye."

I know I said I'll think about it but I can't. I can't go. I stick by what I said. I'm going to forget about Harry and he's going to forget about me. Stella doesn't understand. If Harry desperately wanted me there he would have asked me himself. Obviously once again he didn't want to because he was around his fans.

Her words linger in my head. 'If you really felt that strongly about him then you would consider it.'

I'm torn. I've never felt the way I do about anyone else as the way I do about Harry. I just don't think I could bring myself to try. And what if it doesn't turn out in a good way. It might just make things 10 times worse. My head spins. Should I go or not?

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