Privacy [completed]

FIVE| kindness is love?

HARRY

Thinking back, I felt awful. I remember her, she and Megan. I can't ever forget them. I haven't seen them in so long now. I wonder how they are? I wonder what they're up too? I doubt either of them would want to speak to me now. Because of everything that happened, I took a hiatus from music and America in general. I hope, one day, I'll be able to speak to them both on good terms.

I remember when I kicked them out of the pool... Megan had gotten so angry at me. At least that's what I thought from a persons point of view. From an idols point of view, I knew what she wanted. She wanted just what every fan of a music idol wants. I can't help but wonder...is revenge love?

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I came to relax my bones, but I couldn't help but feel stressed out. I had kicked two girls out of a pool. I know it's small and silly, but they were so mad. I played with the inflated ball that the girls left at the pool. I should've just went to the beach water. I didn't have to kick anyone out because I wanted to swim.

"You need to get out now."

I listened to my security guard and got out of the pool. I took the ball with me and walked into the lobby. I felt glad not a lot of people live in this hotel, it's a bit expensive anyways. Not even my bandmates lived here.

We hadn't been on good terms lately. We were thinking of taking a hiatus for a while soon, but it's all unknown right now. We stayed at four different hotels and rode in four different cars to events we had to be together. We'd been together for so long. I guess our limit was almost up.

I followed behind the security guy. I stopped where a man sat at the desk.

"Excuse me, sir?" I asked, he didn't notice me. "Sir?"

"Whoa, Harry Styles! What's happening, man? I'm a big fan," he smiled.

"Could you possibly tell me what room those two girls at the pool are in?" I asked. "And thank you."

"Yeah anything for you, Mr. Styles," said the guy.

I waited patiently until he told me that they were on floor three room 304. I rode the elevator up refusing to answer any questions the guards around me asked. I always had more security guards than my bandmates. For some reason, people only fancy attacking me when they see me in public.

I knocked on their door and waited patiently as someone came. When the door opened, it was her. She had on sweat pants, a loose shirt, and her short, blue hair was wet. I noticed her arms and her legs were scarred. I frowned at the thought, but didn't stare. Her eyes widened at my appearance.

"Hi!" I smiled. "I just wanted to return your ball and just apologize again. I would never kick anyone out of anywhere unless they really deserved it."

Her friend, Megan, came to the door behind the blue headed girl and scoffed at me.

"Why are you talking to him?" She asked her friend, putting the emphasis on the word him.

She looked awfully tired as if she was going to pass out. She nodded towards the ball and Megan scoffed. The nice one had grabbed a robe from behind the door and covered her body.

"Thanks so much. I totally couldn't live without it," Megan sarcastically said.

"I'm sorry, okay? I really am," I apologized.

"We don't care about your apology. Just leave," Megan huffed.

"I'm sorry," the other mumbled.

"Don't apologize for me! This fucking loser is just like any other celebrity. If I had the power you have, I'd kick you out of this country," Megan yelled.

"How about I take you both to dinner? It's been a long night and it's the least I could do to apologize," I suggested.

"We don't want to go anywhere with you. Just leave us alone," Megan said and walked back into her hotel room.

I motioned for her friend to come out the room to talk to me. She looks reasonably nicer than Megan. I hope she understands it's all just a terrible misunderstanding. She hesitated for a long time, but she walked out and closed the door behind her. She eyed the security guards I had around me.

"Do you want them to leave?" I asked eyeing my security team.

"They're yours," she had shrugged, eyes on the ground. "I can't tell you what to do with them."

I chuckled. "Indeed they are."

She waited.

"Look I am so sorry for-"

"Stop apologizing. It's okay, really. We have a week to swim in that pool," she muttered.

"I didn't mean to walk in when you didn't have a top on," I apologized as I rubbed the back of my neck.

She refused to make eye contact with me as she nodded. "It was Megan anyways," she muttered and picked at her fingers. Damn, she's always been so shy.

"When's your first volleyball match?" I asked.

She looked up at me, finally. Her eyes were lifeless. She looked as if she never wanted to take another breath again. She looked hurt, painful, heartbroken, and ultimately torn. I wonder what got her this way? I remember wondering: how can I make her feel better?

"Excuse me?" She asked.

"Aren't you number eleven?" I asked.

"It's August twelfth," she muttered. "Why?"

"I was just wondering," I said. "Where is it?"

"UCLA," she mumbled. "That's where I'm going to college."

"I'm glad you're getting education," I said. "That's really important."

She nodded quietly.

"It really is," I said. "Some people can't get an education."

She nodded again.

"Give me a pin." I said to the security guards.

One of them gave me a pin and I gently grabbed her wrist. She flinched as I did so, but didn't pull away as I wrote my number on the palm of her hand.

"Just give me a ring for dinner. If Megan can't come with you, then I hope you can," I smiled.

"Are you sure?" She mumbled.

"Yes I'm sure. I trust you enough to not give my number away to the Internet," I smiled.

She stayed quiet. She won't, right? I remember worrying about that for a quick second.

"If I don't answer, I'm here for another day," I spoke. "In room 624 on the sixth floor."

She turned around and swiped her room card. She eyed the men around me before she walked inside her room and closed the door right afterwards. I walked to the elevator and pressed the six. I heard my security laughing at me.

"Harry, you're too nice," said my personal security guard, Taint.

"I'm not," I defended.

"It's on you if that innocent girl gives your number away," he said.

"She's nice and I just want to apologize," I said.

"You apologized enough when you saw them at the pool. Harry, you've made a big mistake," Taint said again.

I ignored him and walked into my room. I haven't made a mistake have I? She's a nice girl and she wouldn't do any harm.

-

I chuckled at the memory. That's how they're all like at first.