It's Called Acting(1Dfanfic)

Chapter 26

Lydia P.O.V.

When we got home it was absolutely crazy and she was extremely grumpy. She was yelling the whole time. She sounded like an old woman. Drew finally kissed her to get her to shut up. She fell asleep...FINALLY. So I went and crashed in my bed. Harry came up a little later and said he would see me in the morning. He kissed my forehead and left. When I woke up, I walked downstairs. I rubbed my eyes and yawned stretching my arms over my head. I trudged over to Harry. He looked at me in amusement. "Morning,doll." I mumbled. He wrapped me into a hug. I breathed in his scent, smiling softly. "Morning,baby." he said. "Hmm." I hummed. I looked at Drew and Abby. She was smiling this morning. "You finally decide to get your head outta your ass?" I asked her. She stuck her tongue out at me. Drew just shook his head at us. "Remember, I'm taking you to school and I'm picking you up, cause today is Drew and Lydia day!" he said. I nodded. Harry looked completely fine. Which is surprising. But, I guess ever since he figured out Drew wasn't a threat, he's fine. Which is good because a girl can only take so much overprotectiveness. Even though he is kinda cute when he's jealous. I ran upstairs and got ready for school. I came down and Harry smiled. "Beautiful, as always." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Whatever, Styles." I kissed him goodbye. I was at the door and he called after me, "Have fun, be good!" I turned around, and laughed. "Never!" And ran to Drew's truck. He revved the engine and I just rolled my eyes and propped my feet up on the dash. I sighed, "I missed this truck." Drew grinned. "I know. I know you miss mudding, and mud bogging and riding and stuff." "I missed Sterling, so much. I didn't realize how much I missed everything till you and Abby came." I said. "I still, can't believe the damned horse bit me in the ass." he grumbled. I laughed. "It's his way of showing irritation." I said. "He did it to my dad once cause he couldn't get to me cause he was in front of him. Dad, laughed so hard." I said, smiling at the memory. I bit my lip, Drew looked over at me. "I really miss that man." Drew said. "Me too."  I said softly. I climbed out of the truck, when we pulled up to the school. "Have fun!" he said cheerily. I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Well, then. I love you too Lydia." he said, faking hurt. I laughed and said, "I love you, Drew." He smiled. I shut the door. He revved the engine when I turned to leave. I smiled. People looked at me funny, I just shrugged and walked into living hell. Also known as...school. Ever since the news leaked out that I was dating Harry, people want pictures and autographed photos, and asks about the band all the time and it is getting old. I just want to scream at them all to leave me the hell alone! But that could start an uproar so I keep my mouth shut and my smile on my face. I got a twitter a couple months before I moved here and I had maybe 20 followers, add Harry Styles to that equation? Make that about 20,000 followers. And most stuff they said was nice but I have plenty of haters. And more has been posted lately. I haven't said anything to Harry about it because it's not that big of a deal to me. But he would have something to say about it. I just brush it off but some of them are really bad. One of these days he's gonna see it, or I'm gonna combust. I hope he sees it before I combust. School is gonna drag by...I can feel it.

Abby P.O.V.

"So the plan is set in motion?" I asked Drew. He nodded. "Y'all should be good. I'll keep her busy. I think I'll take her to see Sterling again." I nodded. "She missed him like crazy." Harry came down. "You ready?" He asked me. I nodded. Drew looked calm. He knows, that Harry knows if anything happens he'd beat the shit out of him. I smile slightly. Harry pulled me out the door. "What are we gonna get her?" He asked. I shrugged. "Whatever speaks to us, I guess." I said. He laughed we hopped into his car and drove to the mall. "Where do you want to start?" I asked. "I was thinking about getting her those neon paints she went crazy over a couple weeks ago. She saw them online and I went further and found out they are here, and she loves neon....so why not?" He said. I smiled at him, that is cute. I love how he knows her, so well. "That sounds like, Lydia. Bright colors." I laughed. He nodded. "I want to do something really special. I feel like there's something I need to do. I just have to figure it out." He said, running a hand through his hair. He put on his aviators, and hood up. We got out and walked inside. He slid his hood off and slipped his aviators in his pocket. A few little girls came up while we were walking around and he signed their stuff and took pictures. It was taking everything I had NOT to fangirl. One little girl came up, she tugged on Harry's shirt tail. He looked down, lifting his arms out and turning a little. The little girl might have been six. She had her brown hair in little pig tails. Pure adorableness! He bent down to her level. "Hello, love." He smiled. She grinned back. "You're Mister Harry Styles." she said quietly. Her blue eyes big, and shining. "Would you like an autograph?" he asked. She nodded. Her mom handed him a One Direction book and he smiled. "What's your name, darling?" He asked. "Bianca, sir." she said. I smiled. The feels, oh the feels! Don't fangirl, don't fangirl, don't fangirl! He took a picture with her and they walked off. He stood up and looked at me. He frowned. "Are you okay? Is it your side? Do we need to cancel our plans and do it another day?..." He rambled, out stretching his hands. I put my hands over his, "Harry!" I said. "What?" He asked. " I'm fine." I said. He nodded slowly,"Ohh, okay." I smiled. Then, he looked at me. "I know that look." He said. I dropped my hands. He snapped his fingers. "You're trying not to fangirl!" He exclaimed. I was taken aback. "Wha, Wait, huh, how, how did you know that?" I asked surprised. "Lydia, she had the same look when she first met us." "Ohhh, I get it now." "You know you don't have to hold it in." He said. "Yeah, I do." "I'm surrounded by screaming fans, fangirling all the time. I'm used to it." He shrugged. I huff. "Fine, but you don't know what you just did." He shrugged. "When you were with that little girl back there it was so cute! You are so sweet to all your fans and I am in the mall with Harry Styles! HARRY FREAKIN STYLES! I never ever ever thought I would meet you and now I'm shopping in the mall for my bestfriend's graduation present with you! AHHHHHHH!" I was jumping up and down and bouncing around him I think I hugged him three times. I took a deep breath and smoothed down my hair. He just looked at me. "Wow, that was interesting." He said and we went into the store and bought Lydia's paints and a couple canvases. We neared a Victoria's Secret store. "Come on." I told him. He shook his head. "Can't you come back for this? With Lydia?" I rolled my eyes, "I'm getting her some sweatpants." He brightened up, " Can I pic out the thong to go with it?" He said excitedly, smiling. "Really? Now you wanna come in?" He nodded enthusiastically. "Fine." I said walking in. I picked up her pants, blue that had PINK running down the side. He smiled. "I like them." He said. I laughed. " I bet you do." I walked over to the underwear. He picked one up, "What about this one?" I shook my head. He dropped it. He saw one and pointed to it, "I used to wear that kind!" He exclaimed. I looked at him in shock. He just laughed, and I went back to looking. "Abby!" he called. I looked up and he was holding a pair of panties with a garter belt attached to it. I facepalmed and looked at him through my fingers, he had the biggest, cheesiest grin on his face. "N-O." I said. He dropped his head and went back to looking. I shook my head laughing softly. This was going to be interesting. He picked out three thongs and all three had lace. Whatever. I'll tell her those were from him. We kept walking. "Where to next, love?" He asked. "Did you just call me love?" I asked. "Sorry, I'm used to calling, Lydia that." " It's okay, Harold." He frowned. "That's not my name." I shrugged. "Okay, Abigail." he said. I glared at him. "That's not my name, either." "Okay, I don't call you, Abigail, and you don't call,me Harold." He said. "Agreed." I said, he nodded. "So..." he said. "So.." "She still won't touch my hair!" He cried. "You're such a baby!" I said. "You don't understand! That is my favorite thing that she does and now she won't." He put his head on my shoulder fake crying. I laughed slightly, patting his back. "There, there it's okay." He sniffed and straightened up. "Wow." I said shaking my head. We continued through the mall. We walked into one store and he ran and put on the most ridiculous hat I've ever seen. I started laughing when he started prancing around the store with it. I clutched my side and stopped laughing. He stopped automatically, and ran over to me. I frowned, catching my breath. "Are you okay?" I nodded. " I'm fine." I said. He made me look at him. "No you're not. Let's go." He said. I huffed but he was right. We sat down on the bench. I leaned my head back and sighed, clutching my side taking in small breaths, wincing if I took too deep a one. "I'm sorry." He said. I shook my head. "It's fine. It'll go away in a minute." He let it drop. "We better get going, if we want to get home so we can hide all this stuff." Harry said. I nodded and when we walked out we got bombarded with paparazzi. "Can you run?" He asked. "No." He nodded, swooped me up and held me tightly to his chest. We ran through the paparazzi and rushed into his car. We sped off and he called Paul letting him know what happened.

Paparazzi man P.O.V.

I got some really good pictures today. Harry with the little girl, Harry with his girlfriend's bestfriend. That should be good, them laughing and smiling and in Victoria's Secret, him throwing underwear at her and that goofy grin when he held up those garters. Especially the one where she's hugging him with his face buried in her neck and when he picked her up and ran to his car. I called E!News and sent them my pictures. This will be juicy.

Harry P.O.V.

I took her to Lydia's first and she sat on the couch. She checked to make sure her stitches were fine. They were. I felt bad for making her laugh so hard. But she knows that and she'll be fine. I told her I'd be back. I dropped all the stuff off at my fault and his it in one of my closets. I told the boys to meet me at her house. They all agreed and said that they'd be there soon. When I came back in I turned on the TV. I was about to change the channel when I heard my name, something about me after the commercial. I left it to hear about what rumors they had to say about me today. The boys all came in. "Darlings I'm hoommmeee!" Louis cried and Abby grimaced when she laughed. Louis clapped a hand over his mouth. "Sorry." he muttered. She shook her head. "It's fine. I'll be okay in a little bit." the boys eyed her warily but sat beside her on the couch. Giving her some room of course. The show came back on and there were pictures from today on the screen. I heard the door open and I turned around to see Lydia. "Hey y'all I had so much.....what is that?" Uh. Oh.