Privacy [completed]

SEVENTEEN| together is love?

I looked into his eyes and they were shining brightly. A smile plastered upon his face as his dimples poked out on either cheek. I heard Violet and Niall cheering over and over again. I looked at them and then back to Harry.

Why did he ask me that? Why did he suddenly want more than the awkward friendship we had? I stared at him before letting the biggest lie slip through my lips.

"Yes."

He wrapped his arms around me and hugged my tight. For some reason, this idea only sent anxiety and a weird chill throughout my boys. How am I supposed to act now? I cautiously hugged him back. It didn't make me feel better.

"Whoa!" Louis said as he entered the room. "We have children in the area!"

He yelled covering Lottie's eyes. We pulled away and Harry smiled at Louis's act.

"Do we have a new couple in the room?" Lottie asked.

"Indeed we do. Mister and Misses Styles," announced Niall.

"We're dating Niall, not married," Harry said.

Niall and Violet laughed while walking out the room along with Lou and Louis. Lottie started my makeup as Harry sat beside me holding my hand. Harry and I don't even know each other. Well, I know almost everything about him because I'm a fan of his, but he knows nothing about me other than my name. He doesn't know my birthday, age, favorite color, nor my favorite food.

He's older than me by seven years, me being eighteen him being twenty-five. His hand in mine made me feel uncomfortable. He is dating a complete stranger. And at the time, I didn't know that I was too.

"Your eyebrows are better than mines," Lottie commented as she did her thing to my brows.

I batted my eyes over to Harry who was on his phone. I wonder what he does all day on his phone? He probably has a lot of friends. He noticed me and smiled.

"Hello beautiful," smiled Harry.

I looked away, causing Lottie to scold me a little. Those words made me feel sick to my stomach.

"You are so cute together," smiled Lottie.

I kept my eyes down.

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My makeup is done and so is my hair. Makeup by Lottie and hair by Lou. I noticed the other guys and workers in the building as I waited for Harry to finish recording. Violet actually gave me a tour of the place even though I didn't want a tour of it, I felt much too tired, but she insisted.

"Coffee?" Violet asked.

I shook my head. She shrugged and made herself a coffee.

"So you and 'Arry a thing now, mmh?" She asked.

I nodded. Just thinking about him made me feel weird. He doesn't like me, right? No one can like me with the way I am.

"Be careful, a'right?" Violet warned. "Media's gunna be a heavy of a mess once word comes out, mmh?"

"I want to keep it private," I said.

She chuckled. "You can't keep a thing private when yah with that chap!"

I frowned.

"What about university?" Violet asked. "He's on a very busy tour right now. They're leavin' for the British lands next week, actually. They've overstayed their stay here. How are yah ever gunna see each other?"

"He said he lives in LA," I said. He had said that to me once by text.

"Honey, he's touring. They tour for two more months. You can't leave uni," Violet said. "Unless you want too."

"V, stop hassling her."

I turned around and Harry's arms wrapped around my waist. He kissed my temple lightly. I shivered. Why does it feel so weird? Violet suddenly started to talk again.

"Well 'Arry, you shouldn't get in a bloody relationship when you can't even be there for her!" Violet growled.

"Don't worry about our relationship," Harry groaned. "Worry about your own."

"When it goes down the bloody drain, you're gunna want me!" Violet yelled.

"You're the last person to talk about relationships," Harry rolled his eyes.

I eyed him.

"Ye'? That's how yah feel?" Violet asked.

"Don't argue," I said interrupting the two friends.

"Bye-bye, girly. See ya 'round?" Violet mumbled at me. "Lates 'Arry."

Violet walked away with her coffee in her hand. Harry stood in front of me and frowned. He's going to be in Europe for my entire first semester. I'm going to be too busy with volleyball, and right afterwards, I have soccer. I can't just quit the sports, they're the reason I'm in school now.

"What are we going to do?" I suddenly asked.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, he seemed pissed.

"You being on tour and all-"

"Not now. We'll talk about this later," Harry interrupted with a groan.

"Why?"

"This is my place of work! We'll talk about this when we get to my house!" Harry yelled.

I frowned and put my head down. I've never been to his house before. I've never really been anywhere with him. He barely knows me, and I barley know his hobbies and things he does when cameras aren't around. I don't want to know those things about him, and I most definitely didn't want to go to his house.

"I've got to go," I muttered.

"No, don't go," Harry frowned while grabbing my arm. His eyes seemed sad.

"I need to get back," I mumbled, pulling away from him.

"No one is worried about you. What's the deal?" Harry asked, rolling his eyes.

My frown couldn't be hidden and I felt that this wasn't love for sure. I started to walk away, but I heard him behind me.

"Hey, I didn't mean that," sighed Harry.

"Then why'd you say it?" I asked quietly.

He was quiet, so I continued to walk away. I told Niall goodbye at the door because he was the only one I saw. He sat strumming on his guitar. I knew Harry was behind me, but someone called his name, which made him run off quick. So, I stepped out the door and into the lounge. Niall stepped out behind me.

"Off so soon?" Niall asked.

I nodded.

"You and Harry aren't on good terms, yeah?" Niall asked. "I heard him. He can be a real bother some times."

I kept my head down. Yeah, he's a real bother.