Untouchable (Marcel/Harry Styles and Demi Lovato)

America, Recovery and Arguments

10 months later:

Demi's POV:

Me, Harry and Louis quickly shot to fame, they got paired with three other boys Niall, Zayn and Liam. They were nice and they got along well. I was famous in the Disney world now, I worked on a TV programme called Sonny With A Chance. I was drifting away from them all, they were already touring the world and I was back in America. Of course, I would still text Harry and have the occasional Skype call with him and Eleanor but things weren't the same.

My mental disorders were getting worse. I had lost 2 stone since I'd been away from the guys and El. Which I'm not saying is a bad thing. They were coming to visit me soon, I couldn't wait to see them and meet Liam, Niall and Zayn as well.

When the boys arrived I showed them the set of the TV programme, they all seemed impressed. Harry and Louis looked different, better in fact. They'd all had a proper make-over and Louis and Eleanor seemed to be in a relationship now.

It felt good to see them again. It's been a while.

Harry's POV:

Once we arrived in America we quickly went to the set of Sonny With A Chance to see Demi. A soon as I seen her I gave her a hug, she felt different. More fragile.

"How've you been?" I said to her nervously with my hands in my pockets, as different as she looked she was still the same girl that I fell inlove with when I was 15.

"Good, actually. You?"

"Fine, like the new look?" I said, spinning around.

"Mhm, hmm." She said. "Do I look any different?" She said.

"Apart from the hair colour and weight loss, no not really." She dyed her hair black, she suited it well just not the weight loss.

Demi's POV:

"You can tell then.." I said. I  wanted him to notice I lost weight, I felt so much better. "What about my hair. You like it?"

"Yeah, it suits you well." He said. Good.

"Where's El?" I asked, looking around to see her.

"She's running late. You know.. Girl things. Make up and all that." Louis butted in.

"Ahh.." They introduced me to the other three boys and they were lovely.

The boys all watched me on the set, I loved acting. Once the scene was done we went to get food from Hungry Jacks.

"How are you liking America?" Niall said, I didn't realise how Irish he was.

"It's good, its different from England, but I like it." I smiled and he nodded.

"You look a little different from what I seen on pictures, Dem." Zayn said. I noticed that once he said that Harry pulled me closer and gave him a death-stare. Harry was the only one who called me, 'Dem' him and occasionally Eleanor.

"Yeah, well. I dyed my hair black."

"No no, it's something else." Liam shot back.

"Well, the pictures you probably seen of me was 10months ago. I would of changed by then."

"I've got to go in a bit." Harry said eating his chips.

"Why, we're you off too?" I asked.

"I've got an interview. Come with?" He asked me.

"I suppose I could."

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We arrived at the interview and I stood backstage watching him and the interviewer talk.