Harry's P.O.V.
"You know what I mean. If they take a picture of us then-" I continued before she cut me off.
"Someone like me? Oh, yeah I know exactly what you mean. Wouldn't want you to be caught with a nobody." She spoke with hurt laced in her eyes.
"No, Melanie. That's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?"
"Well, I guess that is what I meant but I meant it in the nicest way possible."
"I don't need you. I hope you know that. I'm not some charity that you're helping by showing me around. I'm perfectly fine on my own. Thanks for the offer, Harry." She stated while turning around and heading towards the end of the Jetway.
Walking through the airport without security wasn't the easiest task to accomplish. I posed for a few cameras while keeping Melanie in sight. I saw her pull up her hood as she took one last glance at me and headed into the rain. Our eyes locked for only a matter of seconds before I realized that I had been caught.
"Who's that, Styles? New girlfriend?" An older man asked looking in the direction of Melanie.
I've had enough of this. I'm not going to risk loosing Melanie to save my reputation.
Melanie's P.O.V.
My failed attempts to hail a cab were not working. I should've learned how to whistle a long time ago. "Dammit" I muttered while looking at my finger positions and trying again. A loud wolf whistle sounded behind me causing me to flinch. Of course it took that for five cabs to come speeding into the airport.
"Let's add whistling to the list of things I've got to teach you." Harry chuckled from behind me.
"What did I tell you. Leave me alone."
"I don't want to." He walked closer to me.
"Harry, seriously stop." I motioned to the line of paparazzi that have gathered along the window.
"I don't care about them. What's the worst thing that can happen?" He shrugged tapping on the trunk of the taxi signaling for the driver to open it.
After placing all of our bags in the trunk with the exception of my purse that he handed me, we sat in the cab. Harry instructed the driver where to go as I observed the scenery passing us by.
It was a matter of minutes before we had arrived at our destination. A column of tightly packed multi-colored houses were in view. Harry paid and thanked the driver as I took out our suitcases. Rolling my luggage behind me as Harry led the way, my curiosity got the best of me.
"Who's house are we staying at?"
"A friend's"
"For how long?"
"A couple days"
"Does your friend know I'm with you?"
"Yes."
"Do they mind us staying here?"
"Melanie, shush. We're here. I think you'll be very fond of my friend" He laughed as he knocked on the black wooden door in front of us.
What did he mean by that? Do I know his friend? The door squeaked open as a red headed boy I recognized came into my view.
"Weasley!" Harry threw his arms around the man in a hug. I got a good look at his face when Harry took a step back causing me to be in sight.
I'm at Ed Sheeran's house.
"I, uh, will you please excuse me for a second?" I asked as I walked back down the steps and tried to camouflage myself in the alley between two houses. I am not ready to meet Ed. I look like shit right now due to my crying and the rain probably left its mark as well.
