Harry
"Holy shît! That was excruciating," Louis exclaimed as he flopped down on the couch.
"Well maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if you hadn't drank so much last night," Liam scolds him.
"Hey, we were celebrating! People drink when they are celebrating. Plus I was talking about those questions. Those girls are absolutely ridiculous!"
"Yeah what was up with that? They seemed to attack you and Harry the most," Liam points out. Louis and I both knew that already.
"Yeah they were. 'Louis why did you and Eleanor break up?' 'Louis why couldn't you and Eleanor make things work?' 'Louis why didn't you try hard enough, you and Eleanor were so cute together.' I wanted to throw up and not for the amount of alcohol still in my system. I felt like I said the same thing a hundred times." Louis said, exasperated.
I knew how he felt. I felt attacked. Never in my life have I seen fans act so jealously before.
"You're telling me, mate. I have never had one of my relationships questioned like today. I don't understand why this one is so different from every other girl I have dated," I asked, confused.
"Well think about it Harry, how many girls have you dated that had been fans?" Liam asks, eyebrows raised.
"Yeah, all those girls are probably super jealous that they aren't the fan you chose to date," Niall added, shoving Louis feet off the couch so he could sit down.
"I suppose you're right. It makes sense. I'm worried about how Hazel handled it all though," I tell them, sinking into a chair by the rest of the guys.
"I'm sure she will be fine. She seems like a tough cookie," Louis tells me.
"I'm sure she forgot every question that was asked when you started singing Illusion to her," Liam joked, punching me in the arm.
"Ouch! What was that for?" I asked, rubbing my arm where he punched me.
"That song was for Sophia," Liam whines.
"And it still is. The lyrics just said everything I wanted to say to Hazel," I defend myself. The song was perfect, it said everything I wanted to say to Hazel. I didn't want her to be afraid of falling for me, that I would catch her. That I'm right there falling with her.
"I know mate, I'm just teasing you," Liam says laughing.
Just them Paul walked in looking guilty.
"So guys, there's this small group of girls outside, about ten or so, and they are all begging for autographs and photos of you four...." Paul said, trailing off at the end. I know what he did.
"You told them we would didn't you?" I asked, sourly.
"I know we agreed that we wouldn't be doing any backstage stuff, I just felt bad. They said they have been waiting in line since yesterday morning to see you guys today. I felt like they deserved something for their dedication." Paul said guiltily.
"You know, Paul, sometimes you are just to nice," I tell him patting his back as I followed the boys outside.
"Yeah, well maybe you just aren't as nice as people think you are," he teases back. I just laugh at him and make my way to the group of girls standing off to the side. There was in fact fifteen of them. I counted.
We each make our way down the line, like robots, each signing either their shirt, CD, or other type of merchandise, and then we would take pictures with them. I did my usual arm around the shoulder with he peace sign or thumbs up, keeping it simple. It was until I was at the last girl that I ran into trouble.
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Finding My Soulmate
أدب الهواة"For some people, "the point of no return" begins at the very moment their souls become aware of each others' existence." ― C. JoyBell C.