Capturing Beauty

Fourteen

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"What the hell, Harry!" I yelled, removing my hand from his hold on me, the lights from the camera indicating we were live shut off.

Everyone stood silent, watching the scene before them unfold. No one from management watched the video live in the room with us so it was only a matter of minutes before they burst through the doors.

"Before you blow this totally out of proportion, Rach, let me explain." He said, standing to face me. The guilt in his green eyes more prominent than ever.

"Do not Rach me."

Why was I so upset? All I really wanted was to be Harry's girlfriend, but not in this way. He never even asked me, for all he knows I could hate him but that obviously didn't matter because to him I'm just a puppet.

"Rachel Mathews, I just wanted to rock the boat up a little bit. I should have asked you if this was okay, but I didn't think and I'm a stupid twit. Can you please just go along with it for now and we can discuss this in a bit?"

"Discuss this, are you freaking kidding me?? Do you know what you just did, Harry?" My whole body began to shake with anger, this wasn't just about him; everyone back home would most likely see this broadcast and then they would be able to find me again or warn Harry about me.

"Yes," he began. "But it was with good intentions."

"Good intentions my a--" I was interrupted by the door to this little room flying open.

In walked the bald dude and the rest of his army, eyebrows pulled inwards with anger. "Everyone out, besides Mr. Styles and his girlfriend," He spat, earning the full cooperation of everyone else in the room including the rest of the boys and Frannie.

Harry and I stood in glass shattering silence as baldie stalked around the empty room. There was no doubt he was furious with us--Harry--for how he chose to disclose our 'relationship', and I was feeling the same emotions but I'm damn good at hiding that kind of thing.

"You thought this was the time to tell the world something this big??" He stopped pacing the room to give us the infamous death glare I was accustom to back home.

Harry unfolded his arms, standing upright, rambling, "Yes. I mean, no but it just came up and we were live so it just kind of came out."

"You know the effect you have on the fans, Harry. Something like this is going to kill them. There are a lot of precautions that go along with announcing relationships. I can't believe you didn't even tell us you two are dating, we kind of assumed from last night but still. This is a major dilemma you have bestowed upon us."

"Well--" I started, wanting to tell him the truth, but Harry cut me off.

"It's totally my fault. I got so excited to tell the fans I forgot to inform management, but since it's out there everything's good, right?" He covered, grabbing ahold of my hand. The little hold he had on me was always enough to calm any situation, even when I was pissed at the curly man.

"Sure, but Harry no more stunts like this. We do need to know about these kinds of things before you to extreme lengths with the fans." The bald man spoke, exiting after he was finished with us.