The next morning I woke up still trapped in Harry's arms. When I tried to escape he only pulled me closer and tightened his grasp. After struggling for a bit I managed to wriggle out and stumbled into the kitchen. Louis had left early for breakfast and left a note saying he would meet us at the airport. I didn't expect to find much in the cupboards, but was pleasantly surprised to find food that was somewhat decent for breakfast. Harry appeared in the kitchen not much later and watched as I cooked omelets on the stovetop. After eating I grabbed a change of clothes from my duffel bag and locked myself in the bathroom to change. I heard a knock in the door and used my foot to push down on the handle opening it slightly.
"Ready to face the world?" Harry asked peering into his bathroom where I was running a brush through my hair.
"Almost, are we driving?"
"No, we're being picked up along with everyone else. Paul will be here in a few."
"Ugh, bodyguards."
"Not a fan?" Harry leaned against the doorframe.
"Hate them. They're good people I'm sure, but constantly being watched isn't really my thing. I've gone through at least 12 in the last year or so."
"What do you mean?" He raised an eyebrow.
"They quit." I said simply setting the brush on the counter and pulled myself up to sit on it.
"Quit?" Harry stood upright a d walked over to stand in front of me.
"They get annoyed by the fact that I keep slipping away from them. Apparently I make it too hard for them to do their jobs." I shrugged.
"You slip away? As in you run away from the people who are supposed to keeping you from getting mobbed?"
"Yeah, I usually sneak out during the night or after a shooting."
"Where do you go?"
"Out. sometimes I'll mess with the paps or just go for a walk. My manager gets really pissed when I do it, but that just makes me want to do it more."
"You're something else, Judd."
"I know. I'm ready now." I tucked my brush and makeup into my duffel bag and walked out of the bathroom following Harry out of his flat.
"Let's go then." Harry's large hand intertwined with mine as he walked down the hall towards the stairs.
Our footsteps echoed throughout the stairwell as we made our way down to the lobby. My bag bumped against my hip with each step. I smiled realizing that in the daylight the paps would recognize me as not only the girl who came here with Harry last night, but as Abigail Judd. Wait till Caitlyn sees this. She did not approve of Harry at all after our past brief relationship. Last time his name had come up in a conversation she had claimed he was bad for my image. I wasn't sure what that meant, but I think it would make more sense vice versa. Although I was well known for acting I also was known for my 'schemes'. Apparently t-pying a paps house after he published a few pictures of me and a friend at an airport claiming we were running away together was not good for your image. Somehow it never effected my career. I did my best to be professional on set. Although on my television series it was more laid back and pranks were more common. Our cast was a big family and that was one of the things I loved most about the show. Even in the offseason when we weren't filming we kept in touch.
"What are you smiling about?" Harry asked.
"When I covered a paps house with toilet paper. Best thing I've ever done to them so far."
"What do you mean so far?" He laughed uneasily.
"Remember when someone spray painted a giant unicorn on top of the tabloid magazine's office building?"
"How could I not? They still don't know who did it. Unless..." He trailed off looking at me for confirmation. "You did that?"
"Yup."
"How?" He asked in disbelief.
"There was a dumpster next to the fire escape. Their building had the worst security ever too." I pushed open the door to the lobby with one hand while gesturing with the other. "All I had to do was wait for everyone to go home for the night and then ta da! Unicorn!"
"You'll have to include me in one of your schemes one day."
"I would love that. Maybe we can cover a pap's office in One Direction posters or something." Harry laughed while shaking his head. His hand met mine again as we crossed the lobby to the front door. Even in the early hour paparazzi were already waiting outside the building. Harry sighed and ran a hand through his curls before shoving it into his sweatshirt pocket.
"Want to make them go crazy?" I asked nudging Harry's side with my elbow.
"How?"
"Give me your sweatshirt." I tugged on the pocket of Harry's purple sweatshirt.
"Why?" He asked taking it off and handing it to me.
"Caus it's your famous Jack Wills sweatshirt. They'll love this." I pulled the sweatshirt over my head intertwined my hand with his.
"You do know that this is going to cause a bunch of rumors don't you?"
"That's exactly why we're doing this. I'm curious to see what they'll say. Here carry my bag too."
"How are they going to know it's yours?" He asked shouldering my bag.
"They probably won't, but it's an excuse for me to not have to carry the damn thing."
Harry chuckled again and led me through the lobby's doors. We were instantly met by a chorus of cameras flashing and clicking.
"Harry, look this way!"
"Abigail are you in a relationship with Harry?"
"Harry what happened between you two last night?"
"Abigail did Harry pay you to sleep with him?" At this Harry's grip on my hand tightened.
"Abigail, are you using Harry for fame?" I turned to face the general direction the voice had come from and stuck my tongue out earning a frenzy from the pap's cameras.
A black SUV sat idling at the curb waiting to take Harry and I away to the airport. I saw Paul waiting by the open door. Harry pushed me in first and followed close behind. Paul slammed the door shut and hopped into the front seat. The car sped away from the curb and soon we were on the highway towards the airport.
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Hidden (Harry Styles Fanfic)
FanfictionAmerican Actress Abigail Judd is thrust into the spotlight when her acting career takes off. Starring in an up and coming television series and beloved movie saga Abigail's rising reputation and career is to die for. Then, she meets Harry. As their...