Public Sphere | H.S. | #Wattys2016

Chapter XXIX: Harry Styles

Author's note: HI EVERYBODY! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone reading, voting, and commenting (obviously), you guys are the very very best. As for this chapter, I wanted to write in Harry's point of view because there were snippets of the conversation between One Direction that Jess would've not witnessed, and I wanted to include that. Plus, some people really liked the other Harry chapter. 

ALSO, exciting news, I just uploaded the prologue for Private Sphere, which is the prequel to Public Sphere. (!!!!!!!) So I would love it if you guys would head on over to Private Sphere and check it out! It's going to be focused on Jess and the work that she did with the One Direction boys before Public Sphere starts. As for the other stories in the Jess Hansen world, there will be others, I just haven't decided how to go about them quite yet. Thank you for your support! 

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Jess and I were talking about our future when I got a text from someone on my PR team. I opened the link to see that a tabloid got in touch with Marco, the last and only serious relationship that Jess was ever in.

The article made me upset, but she thought that I was upset with her. It was hard trying to convince her that I was only upset because of the predicament we were in. Nonetheless, it was a sh**ty situation.

I wasn't sure why things happened like this. We were perfectly content with ourselves. We didn't do anything to piss anyone off. We were happy being together, then of course, a s**tstorm comes and chips away at our relationship.

Relationship after relationship, whether they were fake or real, I always had a hard time dealing with the media. Although I didn't have time for a real relationship, I had a boatload of fake ones in the last few years. I couldn't even keep the fake ones going because relationships were hard nonetheless.

Jess decided that she was going to give her former co-workers a call. I was grateful for them. They were extremely good at what they did, and I knew that they would protect her at all costs.

I tried to take my mind off the article, so I texted a few friends about dinner party that Jess decided to throw. I decided to call Gemma to let her know what was going on.

"H, long time no talk," she said as she chirpily answered her phone.

"Are you in the states?" I asked her.

"In New York, why?" she asked.

"Jess wants to throw this dinner party; can you make it out here in two days time?" I asked her as I looked at the calendar that was hanging on the wall.

"Of course. Put me and Michal down," she said cheekily.

"How's that going?" I asked her a bit worried about how serious they had gotten in the past few months.

"Just wonderful," she sounded so happy.

My sister and I chatted a bit on about her impromptu New York trip. Then we talked about Mum and Robin's upcoming wedding anniversary and what we wanted to do for that. We continued to catch each other up until I heard some laughter coming from the study. I told Gemma that I had to go and thought about going into the study.

I stood in front the door deciding whether I wanted to go in or not. I decided to give Jess some space, so I latched my ear to the door. The door was so thick so I barely heard anything, if anything at all. Unfortunately, Jess found me in a weird position when she opened the door. She laughed it off, and eventually told me about her phone conversations.

It was easy for us. We had so much in common, and not just because we went through a lot of the same things in different ways. We got along wonderfully, and she was just about the most understanding person that I had ever encountered—she was everything and more.