Choose Your Own Direction - Harry Styles

I'm Fine

You really don't want to embarrass yourself more than you have to. You try to walk away-as casually as possible. Though your plans only worked for so long. As you rebalanced on your heels, you glanced back to see Harry talked animatedly to Taylor. You tried to keep down the flush in your cheeks and throb in your chest as you continued walking. Which of course ended in you tumbling to the ground. You quickly stand up and brush yourself off hoping no one saw.

Unfortunately you aren't that lucky.

“ Hey, are you alright.” Not an accent you were used to, but you turned around anyway.

“ Yeah I'm fine.” You mutter and gaze at the tiled floor.

“ Are you sure? You took quite a spill.” The handsome man gently grabs your hand and pulls it to him. Inspecting it in a comedic way.

“ I think I may need to go to the hospital.” You snicker.

“ I think so.” He kisses the top of your hand before returning it to you. “ I'm Hugh Conway.”

You pause, giving him a once over. “ The Hugh Conway? Loved by teen girls and their mothers alike?”

“ The same.” He raised one eyebrow. “ And you're the sassy (y/n) (y/l/n)?”

“ In most of my movies, yes.” You feel your cheeks burn.

“ You're a very good actress.”

“Thank you.”

“ You force a smile on you face and nod. You were getting more flustered by the minute as he continued to stare at you.

“ I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you. You're very lovely by the way, if you don't mind me saying.”

You bite your lip and shake your head. “ Not really, but thank you.”

“ Well,” He lifts your chin with his pale finger. “ I think you are. Maybe I can walk you around London after the show?”

Before you could answer Arnie was pulling you on stage.

This was going to be a long night.

**

After all the interviews were over you saw your opportunity to talk to Harry open...Then slowly diminish as the tall blonde made her way over. You stroll in front of him, heart stopping as you realized you didn't know what to say. You both stood, looking each other over before looking away.

“ Erm, so hey.” Harry stuck his hand in his pocket.

“ Hi.” You open your mouth, but quickly close it, as you draw a blank.

“ That was really interesting.”

“ Yeah...he's a funny guy, that Alan.”

Harry nods, running a hand through his hair.

“ Wow, that couldn't have gone better.” Her voice rang in your ears. She stood next to you both, making a simple little triangle.

Harry smiled. One that made you simultaneously cringe and melt at the same time. “ You did well out there.”

It was her turn to return the smile, with a giggle. She glances down at her phone. “ Oh it's Connor. I'll be right back.” She casually walked away, phone glued to her ear.

Why was he being so cold to you?

“ I liked that song. You tried again.”

“ Thanks. It's our first single on our new album.”

“ I'm excited to hear the rest!” You quixkly look at the wall behind him. “ Ya know, when I'm not busy.

One corner of his mouth lifted up. “ Maybe 'when you have time', you can come to the studio and have a listen. We're putting on the finishing touches.”

“ I'd like that.” You force yourself to look at him, to see the genuine friendliness. “ I'd like that a lot.”

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