𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘿 (REWRITING)

EIGHT

  Waking up the next morning, I couldn't help but feel off. This entire trip has been so off for me and I don't know how to change it. 

To put it quite plainly, I am sad. 

Sad about what happened last night and just sad that this is something that will never work out for me.

Harry and I will never work out. 

I can already tell that my eyes are puffy from crying myself to sleep last night and I haven't even looked in the mirror yet. 

I believe that I'm at a point in my life where I'm just done with everything. 

I always looked up to Harry growing up. 

I had a small crush on him but once he left is when I really realized that I cared for him. 

But the age gap was weird so I jus thought that we would always be friends. 

Now just seemed like the perfect time for everything to fall into place and for us to be together but he ruined all of that last night.

I'm not mad, just disappointed in not only him, but myself as well. 

I look over to the clock and see that it's eight in the morning. 

My stomach is grumbling with hunger and even though I don't want to, I know that I have to get out of bed. 

Even though Harry is right next to me, I've never felt farther away from him. 

I climb out of bed and slip some shoes on. 

I grab my keycard and slip it into the back of my phone case just before I walk out the door. 

The hotel were staying at is really beautiful. 

The white interior design of the place just makes it seem so clean and sleek. 

I ride the elevator down to the bottom floor, where breakfast is being served, and as soon as I step out I'm met with a good amount of young girls screaming. 

For a second, I forgot that Harry was Harry. 

I immediately feel self conscious , considering I was still in my pajamas and my hair was still a mess. 

I can see some of them glare at me while others are just obvious to the fact that I'm the girl who is here with Harry for the weekend.

I take a step out of the elevator and I make my way towards the breakfast area. 

"She's not that pretty." One curly head girl says leaning down so her shorter friend can hear her clearly.

I can't help but feel my heart sink. 

They should never put down the girl that Harry is with so that they feel better about themselves. It's not fair. 

"She better be treating him right if they are together." Another says.

That one brings a smile to my face. 

It's nice to know that his fans genuinely care about him. It makes me happy. 

I decided that the hotel breakfast might not be the best place to go considering all of these people could easily follow me there. 

Maybe I could just walk down the street? There's bound to be a coffee shop somewhere around here. 

Just as I'm about to make my way to the doors,

I  hear a soft voice,

"Can i get a picture with you?" They ask.