Back For You

Chapter One

I pulled open the door of Starbucks, and a rush of cold air greeting me from the hot June air outside. I glanced around the crowded cafe, looking for a mess of brown curls. I spotted him, making my way through the people.

"Hey." I breathe out, voice barely above a whisper. He pulls me in a tight hug seeming like he would never let go.

"Hey there." He smiles pecking my lips. People all around us gave us a quick glances,surprisingly not noticing who we were.

"Have a seat. I'll order." I nod sitting down as he walks away. A sigh escapes my lips and my head falls in my hands. I feel warm hands roaming down my body.

"Not now Harry." I groan as I reach for my coffee. He playfully winks, taking a seat. Silence forms around us, neither us wanting to ruin for it. I peek up from my hands to stare at him. His long fingers cupping his face, brown curls fall around his eyes.

"Is there something on my face?" He ask.

"No.." I trail off.

"Then why were you staring?" Curiosity feeling his voice. Embarrassed to answer, I feel my cheeks turning a shade of pink.

"Well uh.." I don't quite finish the sentence. He chuckles reaching over to push back a strand of my hair.

"You're beautiful." I look down, squirming. I never like compliments that much.

"Look at me." His voice soft and demanding. I look up again, his emerald eyes widening. He leans over the table, lips lingering over mine. He slowly gets closer and closer.

"I love you." He closes the gap in between us. Lips moving in perfect sync. I quickly pull away gasping for air.

"You never can hold your breath can you?" He laughs. I blush once more.

"Love you too." I mutter. He smirks.

"Want to go somewhere?" He randomly asks. I nod, getting out from my seat. His large hands connects with my mine and we make our way through the crowd.

Walking out of Starbucks, we were greeted with paparazzi and fans. They continued shouting words that just rolled off their tongue without even thinking aboout our feelings. So i just kept my head down. My brown hair fell in a wall to my left side, blocking my face from the cameras. Harry's hand tightened on mine as we walked through the crowd.

"HARRY WILL YOU SIGN MY SHIRT?"

"HOW COULD YOU CHOOSE HER?"

"YOU GUYS ARE SO PERFECT TOGETHER!"

"SHES SUCH A SLUT"

"KHLOE! HOW DOES IT FEEL TO SEE HARRY AGAIN?"

"HARRY OVER HERE!"

"I HATE YOU! STOP DATING MY MAN!"

"KHLOE HAVE YOU SEEN THE PICTURES OF HARRY AT THE BAR THE OTHER NIGHT?"

"GO TO HELL!"

"KLOE DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HARRY'S FLING WITH LORIN KENNEDY?" The reporter shoves their mic to my face. Of course I knew it wasn't true but the look on Hary's face made me re think everything. He looks taken back yet his eyes are wide as if someone found a secret about him.

I kept my face down, not daring to look up at the fans.Mostly his. Harry leaned down and whispered in my ear, his voice husky

"It's okay, babe. We're almost to the car."

I nodded, leaning into him more as flashes blinded me, even when I was staring at my feet. My mind races in circles. Tears rimmed my eyes. Even though I was slowly getting used to it, the words still braught back my past. Guess you can't really forget about the memories no one wants.

Enjoy I still have a few more chapters I'm working on the 5th one right now(:

Enjoy

Alysann and Aria

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