Make It Work (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

"The naked truth is always better than the best dressed lie" Ann Landers

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It had been 2 weeks since the blowup with Harry and everyone else. My physical wound was healing quickly, but I fear the mental trauma isn't going anywhere. We've just made it to America, the boys first show here being in Miami. They're enjoying the sun more than I. I like the winter. When it comes to heat I just can't deal. In the summer there are only so many things you can take off to cool down. Granted, the boys are pretty comfortable with nudity, but I myself prefer to stay bundled.

I've spent all day in the hotel, not wanting to walk the hot streets with Harry. With all the fans around, their body heat would only double the torture. I'm ok with sitting on Instagram and twitter. I still see him anyway, with update sites posting pictures every so often.

"Babe? You in?" I hear my favorite voice chime from the entryway.

"In the room, Harry."

"There you are. I brought you a smoothie. Your favorite." He says handing me a plain ol' strawberry banana smoothie. He knows me best.

"Thanks, baby. How's Miami treating you?" I ask just trying to spark a conversation being that I already know the answer.

"It's great! Couldn't get sun like this back home. I think I've gotten a bit darker."

"I'll say...you're a little burnt, babe."

"It'll tan over." He says shrugging it off. "When are you gonna get some sun, hmm?" He asks.

"I think I'll just stay out of it. I like being pale. Pale n proud."

He chuckles at my contentness with being whiter than a ghost.

"Whatever makes you happy, babe." He says and kisses my forehead. "So I know you've been trying to stay away from fans a little...but I was wondering if you wanted to come to the meet and greet tonight?"

"I wouldn't be in pictures right?" That was my only worry. I don't mind the fans. I'm not going to let one incident push me away forever.

"Not unless you and the fan want to. It's all up to you, baby."

"Sure. But promise me you'll give those fans all the attention they deserve. They need your undivided attention. You wouldn't want them to leave feeling empty because your focus was on me do you?" His eyes widened as if he didn't really think about it.

"I promise...it'll be hard, but I promise."

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I stood behind the photographer and watched the boys interact with the variety of people that stepped into the room. Mostly girls of course, with the occasional boy or adult.

The boys were so sweet. Each of them showing so much love to every fan that walked through the door. You could tell some of them didn't even want anything to do with anyone other than one boy. Most of the time that boy was Harry. It didn't bother me in the sense that I was jealous...it bothered me that they wouldn't give the others the time of day. They're just as important as Harry. I feel bad for every girl that kept her focus on only one boy. She has to live with the regret of not giving the rest of the boys a chance.

"Just one more and then you can relax for about twenty before the show, boys." Paul said, and the boys nodded with understanding.

"Hello sweetheart, how are you?" I heard Liam ask as I checked my phone.

"I'm great! It's so nice to finally meet you!" The girl exclaimed.

"You look a bit familiar.." Harry said. "What's your name?'

"Evelyn. But you can call me Evie." I look up immediately at the sound of her voice.

"Evie!"

"Jenna! Oh my gosh how are you?!"

She asked running into my arms.

"I'm doing much better. And can I just say thanks? You really helped a lot."

"You two know each other?" Harry asked.

"She was the girl I told you about. The one I met at the O2." I remind him.

"Oh right! Evie! Nice to meet you!" He said and went to hug her, but strangely she ignored him.

"When I saw the pictures of Harry carrying you unconscious I was so scared. There were so many rumors going around that you didn't make it, and that the girl who did it poisoned you, and so many other crazy things. I didn't know what to believe until you tweeted that everything was ok. I was scared to death." I laugh as she hugs me again, and stick my tongue out at Harry. I got TWO hugs. He got none. "Can we take a picture?"

"On your phone? Or a meet and greet photo?" I ask.

"Oh my goodness! Can it be a meet and greet one?!"

"How about you take one with just the boys, and then I'll jump into the second one."

"The second one being just us right?" I didn't realize she only wanted the two of us, but I didn't mind.

"Whatever you want." I smile at her.

She went over to the boys and told them how she wanted them to pose, each of the boys throwing up hand guns and the scariest faces they could muster up.

"Real cute, babe." I couldn't help but mock Harry. He couldn't look scary if his life depended on it.

"You took the picture?! Damn it, Jenna! I was laughing when he took it. Thanks a lot." Harry scowled.

"Oh waah. You gonna cry?" I continue to poke at him.

"No." He scrunched his nose and crossed his eyebrows, looking almost child-like.

"Yea right. Now move over. It's my turn." I say putting my arm around Evie as the boys all get out of the picture. "How do you wanna pose?" I ask her.

"Um..just smile." She says. I did smile, but I went a little further, pulling her into a hug and wrapping both arms around her. We both flash our cheesiest grins to the camera.

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"You two are so cute together." Evie gushed as we walked out of the boys dressing room. We were making our way the the side of the stage for the show. I had offered for her to watch from backstage with me. It took convincing of course, but security has learned I never lose a fight.

"Well thank you." I laugh. "So what brings you to Miami? Just the boys? That's a long way to travel just for a concert."

"No actually I came for you." She says.

"Really? Why-" I'm immediately cut off as she throws me up against a wall. "Evie what the hell!"

"Shut up, Jenna."

"Excuse m-" I'm stopped yet again as a knife is held to my throat.

"I said shut up. I suggest you start doing what I say from here on out."

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Authors note:

DUN DUN DUN.

Crazy twist of events huh? I hope you're all enjoying this! It was initially just a mini story on instagram...but it's becoming a fanfic. And I'm totally ok with that. I have many plans.

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