Georgia Rose (One Direction)

Chapter 14

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I can't show that I'm scared. They can't win, if they see I'm afraid they will make the most out of it. I just have to stay calm, act confident and push my way through.

Easier said than done.

I try to squeeze in between all the fans but they are like a brick wall. It's like they don't want me to get past, they know who I am and they're blocking Harry off from me.

As I try to fit in between, one girl shoves me back.

"Wait your fucking turn okay!?" The girl said.

"Holy shit calm down," I mumbled under my breath.

"We're all here to see Harry okay! Not just you! You're not the queen bee or anything!" She snarled. I looked down to read the writing on her shirt and my jaw dropped.

"Im Georgia Rose." It said.

Oh my god, how is it that this would happen. My name is probably on shirts all over the world...

That's terrifying and exciting to think about at the same time.

I started to just move with the crowd, weaving through people. A girl that looked to be about 15 caught my attention. She was studying my face closely, well as closely as she could taking notice to the circumstance that we were in.

I caught eye contact for a split second and a glint of curiosity in her hazel eyes.

Shit.

She got closer to me and I was dreading the question I somehow knew she was going to ask.

Please just walk past me. This is the worst possible time to ask me this question. Please just turn back around. I silently begged her hoping she'd somehow hear.

Nope, she continued to get closer.

She was about 2 meters away from me because the girls beside me wouldn't let her through. Great, now she's going to have to yell.

"Are you Georgia Rose?" She asked a bit too loudly. I honestly knew she was going to ask that, there wasnt a doubt in my mind she would've asked anything else. I know for a fact there's pictures of me all over twitter and I can't even begin to explain how fight ending that is that millions of people either love me or they hate me.

"That's me," I give a small smile, trying to hide the worry in my expression

"Georgia? Wait, you're Georgia Rose!?" Another girl snaps her head in my direction and screams in my face. I could smell her minty breath. It almost made me wonder if she was expecting to get something from Harry and that's why she made it smell good.

"Yes, I am." I said sternly and calmly. That's definitely not how I felt on the inside though.

The girl doesn't say anything but she just stares at me, burning holes into my face that she's only centimeters away from.

"Stay away from him." She barks at me.

"No," I disagreed. My exterior seemed hard and unbreakable but really all I wanted to do was cry and give up with trying to fight these people off.

Her face filled with anger and jealousy.

With that she took a handful of my hair and tugged me down to the pavement. I let out a screech and fell down scraping my knees. They were now red and bleeding.

"I said stay away from him!." She screamed and other girls started screaming at me too. I looked up from where I was on the ground and noticed a whole group surrounding me in a circle.

Everybody was now crowded around me mostly.

I could assume these girls were apart of a group because of all their identical pink shirts. I read the writing on them and instantly went pale.

"Not stopping until Georgia Rose is gone." They all read.

They hate me.

A girl was even holding a huge sign that said "Georgy" and it had a huge red cross through it.

Another said "Georgy is bullshit. Harry loves Louis." Obviously they are "Larry Shippers."

I am terrified. What will they do to me? Will they actually hurt me or are they just saying that? I've heard about these kinda of things on the news. When a fan loves their idol to a certain extent, they're willing to do anything to be with them.

I hope I can find Harry, I expect him to push through the group of girls in a few seconds coming to my rescue.

"Harry's going to come save me," I spat at them.

"No he's fucking not you stupid bitch. He hates you okay? You're fucking ugly!" She screeched.

Don't listen to them. I told myself.

They're just jealous and want a reaction.

You are beautiful.

I kept telling myself things but nothing seemed to work because I could feel the stinging in my eyes that only meant one thing. Tears.

The girls started laughing as they saw my sobs.

"Awh, the poor baby's crying," one girl said sarcastically in her thick accent.

"You girls are mean and nasty," I choked and started to get back up realizing I was still on the ground.

"No you're nasty," a girl spat. "You are fucking gross," she pushed me and I stumbled back into a few other people but quickly regained my balance.

You're beautiful Georgia, don't listen to them. I continued to try to convince myself.

"What did I ever do to you?" I couldn't help the tears.

"You fucking stole my only love, my Harry. I hate you!" She screamed and I flinched. Usually I wouldn't be so scared because she's younger than me, but her anger frightened me.

"Alright ladies!! Break it up!" A police officer came and pushed us away from each other.

"Look, because of you girls Mr.Styles had to leave." He looked at everyone surrounding us, including me.

Wait, does he think I'm a fan too?

It'll be a shock to him if he finds out that I'm Harry's "girlfriend."

My heart sank. Harry left without me? He just left me here to almost get beaten up by his fans?

How could he?

"Now I suggest you guys leave this location, or else ill be talking to every one of your parents," he said sternly. Most of the girls spread out and started to leave. I on the other hand, stood there frozen.

Why would he just leave like that? Did he know I was being harassed?

I could really use a cigarette right now...

I walk back up to where the restaurant and lean against the wall in between two stores. My brain is like scrambled eggs right now.

Looking over what just happened bothers me. Why are they so fucking aggressive?

From my understanding of the band, Harry seems to be the most popular. I've seen things on twitter about him and this model named Cara or whatever, his fans don't seem to like that. They don't seem to like him with any girl in that matter.

A whisper from down the long alleyway snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Georgia," a voice whispers.

I turn my head in the direction I heard it from and Im shocked at who I see.

"Liam...?"

HUH WHAT DA EFF

WHY TF IS LIAM THERE

probs just casually injecting crystal meth nbd

keep in mind hes not dating sophia yet at this time