Pages Of Our Lives // Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 13 • I Forgive You

Tonight is Zayn's going away party. It got pushed forward a little. Not gonna lie, there were tears but we're through that.....are we? Im not!

Walking with Steph in the street was different because she had more recognition than I did.
"Eyes forward, ignore them." I told her. I flipped her sunglasses down.
"What if they ask questions?"
"Ignore them."
"Right, ignore." I opened the door for us. We walked into a deserted café. I rubbed my hands to warm them up. Why was it always cold in London? I blew on them. Letting the warmth surge my body. She walked over with two drinks. As she sat down she took off her gloves.
"Stephanie!" She had a ring on.
"Relax, it's a promise ring."
"Oh my goodness." I examined it.
"Isn't it darling?"
"When did you get it?"
"Last night when he took me out."
"Awe, that's great Steph."
"Yeah, I love it." She sipped her coffee. Letting it shimmer in the sunlight. It was gorgeous. Made me wonder why Harry hadn't thought about it.
"So tour is coming up and we get the decision of going or staying?"
"Like tour bus?"
"Yes, bus life."
"Oh god."
"Yes, tough decision. Personal space or no personal space?"
"Why don't we go together?"
"And what? Take up more room?"
"Yeah."
"That mean we have to help manage shows and meet ups."
"Why is there always a catch?"
"Believe me, I've been going this for 3 years, it's tough. Late nights and hard work to get them where they are."
"What's your favorite part of a concert?"
"A one D concert?"
"Yeah." I sipped.
"The last moment of every song, no matter where I am they all look at me and Harry winks."
"Awe, that adorable!"
"Yeah, fans think it's for them but I know the truth." We giggled. She looked at her ring. "There gonna be two winks now."
"Think Louis will do it?"
"I know he will."

"Shut up shut up! You're giving me a headache!" David shouts.
"Since when have you been put on!?" I yelled.
"Since last night! I told you that when you yelled at me 5 seconds ago." He stacked some papers.
"Aye! David!" Harry pointed his fingers at him as he walked by. I gave him a puzzled look.
"David!" I got his attention back.
"I thought people would be proud of me?"
"David, of course I'm proud but are you even experienced in the celebrity world?"
"Yes and no-"
"David."
"I was put on as assistant manager for one tour, get over it. You can't be the only perfect child."
"I never said that." He leaned over his desk.
"Oh, but you were thinking it." He licked his finger and made a sizzle noise.

I caught Zayn in the studio.
"Shouldn't you be staining a table or something?" He says.
"David got put on as assistant manager."
"I heard. Good for him." He stopped fumbling with his guitar to talk to me.
"What are you going here?" I asked. He moved out a couple days ago, that's was postponed the party.
"Getting singed."
"What's your band name?"
"ZAYN. All caps."
"Right on." I fist bumped his shoulder and he smiled.
"You were right when you said it wouldn't be easy."
"Yeah?!"
"Thanks for the push Mara, means a lot."
"Absolutely." We quickly hugged. "Always welcome at the apartment or peeking in the studio."
"You don't make the rules Hansen." The guy's manager joked.
"You are." I whispered.
"I'll catch you later." Zayn says.
"Alright." I start walking to the door.
"And Mara."
"Yea?"
"Louis and Stephanie aren't-"
"No, promise ring."
"Oh good, I don't need to steal Harry's dress shoes then."
"Have a good one mate."
"You too."

"629 RSVP'ed but who knows how many there will be." I say to Steph. She's crunching numbers. Her thumbs working the calculator.
"Ok." She said emotionless. She was hiding something.
"So we'll have the-"
"I'm not-" her voice got lower. "Hiding anything."
"Steph, what's up?" She turned to me.
"I can't afford a party this big. I love Zayn, I really do but this is in the thousands." I took a deep breath.
"Want to know a short cut?"
"Ah! Yes!"
"Use the card Louis gave you."
"It's for emergencies."
"No it's not, it's for you."
"I don't want to abuse it."
"It's one party Steph." She looked at the card with her full name printed on it Stephanie Diana Fullton and her and Louis in a photo booth in the background.
"Diana?" I ask.
"Don't look at my middle name." She hid it. Immediately their song popped in my head