Chapter 19: Sweet Dreams & Sacrifice

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Harry's POV:

            The next morning I woke up bright and early shaking aside my curls away from my face. I brushed my long skinny fingers through it adjusting them into place. When I stare to the bed next to me I see that Jade is not there. Where the hell is she at? I run down the stairs as I pull over a black v neck shirt over my head.  I started to search everywhere in all of the rooms, the kitchen, the living room, and she was nowhere to be found. Then I feel the breeze sneaking in when I looked the door towards the pool was opened. I went out there shutting the glass door behind me.  And there was Jade laying on the grass by the pool with her novel. I sit beside her as I put my arm around her neck, and kiss her temple.

            "What are you doing out here so early?"

            "I needed some fresh air and the day is beautiful outside" as she brings her book down almost closing it leaving her thumb on the page she left off.  She brings a small smile to her face as she looks towards me.

            "I didn't see you when I wake up and for a second there I thought.." I cut myself short looking down at the dark green pasture.

            "Harry"

            "I thought that maybe you had changed your mind and runaway" I said as I unlock my arm away from her and bringing it down next to her.

            "Harry no I wouldn't do that to you, I love you" she reassures as she lets go of her book and places it down on her lap. Her petite hands now taking hold of mine intertwining her fingers with a secure grasp. Her touch brings a sudden warmth of confidence inside me that brings out a smile on my face now.

            "So are you going to stay here then? Or do you want me to drive you back to my mum's? I kind of have to go do some things with the lads but I will be back later tonight. I'll try to be home as early as I can though."

            "Yeah that would be fine, I'll gather my things now. I don't want you to be late" I stand up quickly as I helped her up on her feet.

"Thanks"

            About twenty to thirty minutes later I dropped her off at my mum's as I made my back to Modest. On my way there I kept getting rants, hate, and then some supportive messages on my twitter mentions. I had promise Jade I would fix this and so I did. As I stopped on the red light as with much pain in my heart as I read the last couple of mentions I wrote on my feed "You can't help falling in love, specially if they are your world. But if you love me just as much why wound me like this?" followed by another one "I love you all and that will never change".  I know this was going to cause motion but little did I  know I was being blindsided. When a rush of new twitter mentions "Harry is it true you are leaving the band. Please don't" and other similar ones. My eyebrows furred and I know I must have either miss another massive amount of rumors, or fans are really taking things out of proportion by what I wrote.

            I parked my car as I reached modest and there are suddenly about twenty  pap's and reporters taunting me as I jump off my car. Their microphones hitting each other and blocking the entrance to Modest. "Harry" my name mispronounced and being shouted out different ways. "Harry is is true that you quit Modest for a love interest?, "Mr. Styles can you tell us the name of your new girlfriend?", "Harry your fans are worried your leaving the band?", "Harry Styles Modest management just confirmed your resignation to the band. What will be in store for you  now? Any interest in films?" the last reporter questions me. Where the hell have they come up with these things. Damn I know I thought about leaving but since when did that became a statement that I didn't even know about. "Excuse me I'm really sorry I have to go. I'm running late" I say as push through with a smile ignoring their troubling questions. Once inside I met up in the recording room where the rest of the lads where at.

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