Hidden (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Tell Me A Lie

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"Abigail, you came!" Harry jumped out of his seat as I approached the table.

"Uh yeah." I sat down in the wooden chair opposite him.

"Thank for for coming and forgiving me." He sat down again.

"I came to listen not forgive." I spat.

"Okay, I just want to get it out first that I don't like Taylor."

"Then why are you dating her?"

"It's complicated." He rested a hand on the back if his neck clearly uncomfortable talking about the subject.

"Well then make it not complicated."

"I can't." He sighed.

"I knew coming here would be a big mistake." I shot up out of my chair scrapping the legs toughly against the floor.

"Abigail, wait!" Harry's warm hand clamped on my arm.

"What?"

"I-I-I. Okay, I'll tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"It's all publicity." He admitted.

"You are unbelievable." I shouted ripping my arm out if his grasp.

"Abigail, please! It's true!" He followed my across the diner to the front door.

"The thing is I believe you," I turned to face him,"I just can't believe you would agree to do something that mean."

"I-I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Taylor. I'm not the one being used as a way to more fame." I shoved the glass door open causing the bells overhead to jingle loudly.

"Abigail!"

"Leave me alone Harry!"

"Please just listen!" He pleaded.

"I already did." I stormed across the parking lot to my car.

"Abigail I can explain!"

"You already did and I'm not exactly happy with it." I opened the driver's side door and slammed it shut after I climbed inside.

"Abigail, don't go!" Harry stood at the front of my car, palms on the hood.

"Move!" I threw my purse in the backseat and turned the ignition on.

"Abigail, don't leave I'm begging you!" Harry's beautiful green eyes began to water.

Unable to look at him any longer I backed up out of my parking spot and exited the lot. Looking back I saw Harry standing in the middle of the half empty lot, head down with his hands in his back pockets. Tears streamed down my face as I drove away 45 over the speed limit not caring if I got pulled over. Anything to distract myself from the past few minutes was in great need.

My phone began to ring and I saw that it was Harry calling. I immediately sent it to voicemail not even curious to see if he would leave a message I whipped it into the backseat along with my bag.

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"So I have a job for you that I know you'll love!" Laura sat across from me at the island in my hotel room kitchen.

"Like?" I sipped at the cup of tea I had made a minute earlier wincing as the hot liquid burt my lips.

"Well I know how you used to dance and still so I looked into getting you a job as a backup dancer."

"And?" My heart rate sped up. I loved to dance and was told I could go professional if I really worked at it. I was

Seriously thinking about it until I began acting.

"Well, there's a band going on tour in the summer that would love to have you as part of their tour."

"What about my shooting schedule for next season?"

"The script team said they could write their way around your schedule."

"So what band?" I asked taking another sip.

"One Direction."

I spit out the tea all over the island in surprise. "What?"

"I knew you'd be happy. They've only been your favorite band since like forever." She smiled taking my surprise for happiness.

"Uh, yeah totally." I ripped a sheet of paper towel off the roll and began wiping the counter with it.

"What's wrong? Aren't you excited?" She asked confusedly.

"Well, the whole Harry thing is kinda a setback."

"Oh, I see. Well, should I tell then you don't want it then?" She picked up her phone off the counter ready to call whoever and drop the whole thing.

"No, I'll take it. I'm not going to let a guy affect my career."

"Okay, then." She left the room to call back and accept the offer.