They Don't Know About Us (Sequel to Teenage Dirtbag)

Chapter 16 Part 1

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Elena’s POV:

            It pained me, seeing those two acting all lovey-dovey even though I knew it was only for the cameras. It made my heart churn and stomach twist, knowing Harry and I were never able to go in public and act like that ever since the two of us got back together. But seeing Harry and Tanya do what Harry and I could have done pained me, and I can’t help but admit it.

            He was mine first. I fell in love with him long before One Direction, and he fell in love with me. I still love him, and probably always will. It’s just upsetting that no one else knows that, except for him and the boys and our friends, of course. But it just hurt. It hurt so much and I couldn’t do anything about it.

            Of course, I wasn’t going to mention it in front of Tanya or any of the boys. It would just make me sound selfish. I can’t go against Management’s rules; who knows what they will do if I go against them. For now, I just have to suck it up and let Harry and Tanya be in their fake relationship.

            We were currently in Sheffield, and since I was the first to wake up, I decided to go out for a jog. So in my black yoga pants that went to my knees, sneakers, a tank top, and a light hoodie, I tied my hair into a high pony tail and started jogging with my earphones plugged in and music blasting. The jog was calm and relaxing, helping me get my mind off of the issue at hand.

            As I jogged past a magazine stand, I suddenly stopped as my eyes glanced at the cover picture of one of the magazines. Looking closely, my heart dropped to my stomach as I saw a picture of Harry and Tanya kissing while they were out in public. I swallowed down the lump in my throat as I looked at the picture, my heart breaking.

            It’s just for show, Elena. It doesn’t mean anything.

            I kept repeating that in my head, but other thoughts continued to swirl around. What if Tanya actually fell for Harry? Or worse, what if Harry fell for Tanya? He would just forget about me, and I would just be the photographer for One Direction. It already pains me enough to see them put on a show like this, but what if it becomes real? What if Harry starts to grow feelings for Tanya?

            Stop thinking about the what ifs! Harry loves you, not her.