Broken-Hearted Fame.

Out. Now.

I didn't fall asleep after my little incident. I hate having dreams about my dad's death. It's the most awful feeling int he world. My mom wanted to take off work but I made it clear that I was fine. She left some money on the table so I can go get food for the movie tonight. Of course I have no transportation cause I have yet to get my licences, but knowing my mom; she probably told Harry's mom about last night and she probably told Harry. I was avoiding as much contact from Harry so I didn't have to answer his questions. I pulled on a pair of Adidas shorts and my football (soccer) sweatshirt and some slip ons. It was only like a 15 minute walk to the store and I doubt I was going to run into anyone knowing it was only 9 a.m. 

My mom only gave me $30. I finally reached the shop and texted Harry,

What's the guys favorite candy?- Andy. 

Harry is never up this early so I didn't even know why I texted him. I grabbed some cookies, chips, gummy bears, chocolate, m&ms, and some soda. After I went shopping I walked to the closest Starbucks and there was a mob of girls surrounding someone. I pushed my way throughout the crowd and into Starbucks. I honestly didn't want to be associated with any guy right now. I was crabby and I just wanted to be alone. I ordered an Iced caramel mocha and rushed out of that place. The group of antsy girls cleared a little and I saw who they were surrounding. There stood two boys one curly haired and the other blond. Great. Harry and Niall. I pulled my hood up and made my pace faster. I pushed past so many people and of course I got a phone call. 

Hello?

Hey Andy, are you at Starbucks.

No. - I lied. 

I swear I just saw a girl that looked exactly like you. I mean she even had a hoodie that said Fisher on the back...

Oh that's a coincidence. 

Yeah..

I hung up and turned around. I saw Harry stare at his phone in confusion then strugg it off. I continued walking but I slowed my pace. I know Harry knew I was lying. But I don't know. I don't really like crowds around him. Like I said before, he was mine first. I had no idea what kind of movies to buy, but I still had $20 left. I stopped at the movie shop and got Cat in the Hat, She's the Man, and Love Actually. On my way home I saw Harry's car and I pulled my hood up, and prayed Harry wouldn't noticed. The car starter to slow down, "So you were the girl who didn't want to meet me?" Harry questioned me teasingly. I thickened my accent and coughed, "I'm just getting tea and heading home." Harry did a deep, raspy laugh. "You look a lot like my pal Andy." 

"Well he must be awesome."

"Yeah, lady watch out there's a spider on your leg!" Harry shouted. 

I screamed and started jumping, making my hood fall. I soon noticed Harry had lied. 

"Andy?" He did a sarcastic gasp.

"Oh shut up Harry." I mumbled. 

He jumped out of the car and ran to hug me. He smelt like perfume and sharpie. "I heard what happened." He whispered. I pushed him away and pulled my hood up. "I don't want to talk about it." He nodded and hugged me again. This time tighter and more protective. I pulled away first and started walking home. He went his own way and I went mine. 

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I took a shower and put on some yoga pants and a tank top. I didn't want to over do anything now that Harry had to bring friends along. I set up plenty of blankets around the living room and throw some pillows in there. I filled a bunch of bowls with chips and candy and set them on the table. Everyone was coming in about 10 minutes, so I grabbed my IPhone and went on Vine. The doorbell rang momentarily. I opened and saw all the guys except Harry, "Welcomee!" I said happily. I liked the guys but I didn't feel comfortable around them yet. "Where's Harry?" I asked. 

"He said he has a special guest to bring." Niall winked at me and my chest tightened. Who was he bringing? All the boys sat on the blankets and made themselves at home. All of sudden the doorbell rang and I jumped. Harry stood at the door, his dimples peeked through with his cheeky grin. Harry was standing in my doorway with a short blonde girl with dark brown eyes. "This is Charlotte." Harry said in an over excited voice. I squinted my eyes and plastered a smile on my face. Harry pushed past me and the blonde chomped her gum and giggled. They laid on the blankets and Harry put his arm around her. I played Love Actually first and Harry smiled at me. 

I sat on the complete opposite side of the blankets and Harry cuddled with the half clothed blondie. They whispered back and forth and I think Niall felt my pain. He pulled me into the kitchen. 

"Andy, can we please kick blondie out?" Niall begged. 

I let out a quiet laugh and patted his shoulder. "I wish." 

Niall and me exchanged some small talk before we walked back into the living room. All the guys looked annoyed and blondie was whining. 

"Please Harry, stop!" He twisted her hair around her finger. 

"EH-EM." Niall 'coughed' 

The two of them ignored it and started getting a tad touchy. As I started to forget about all the commotion, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Niall pointed at Harry and Charlotte. They were... Kissing?!?!

I lost my temper. I turned on the lights and off the movie. I crossed my arms and pointed to the door. "Out." Harry looked at me. 

"Excuse me?" He thought I was kidding. 

"You heard me. OUT!" I motioned them to the door and Harry stood in the door way.

I slammed the door in his face and changed the movie to, "He's the man." 

"THANK GOD!" All the boys chanted. I laughed. What was I feeling.. Was I jealous? No. I'm NOT jealous. I mean, I'm angry, Furious. Who does he think he is coming into my house, inviting a complete stranger, and exchanging saliva with her on my floor. 

I'm so done. Harry beware. I'm a champion at the Silent Treatment.