Stella’s POV:
I don’t know what to do. Harry went out because he didn’t want to see me. I know how bad it must have looked; Mason really did convince them all that I asked him to fly down here. Although Harry should know me by now. He should know that I would never do anything to ruin our relationship. He means so much to me and he knows how I feel about Mason. He should trust me andbelieve me when I said that I didn’t know Mason was coming. I didn’t even know he was here until Cristina told me. And now I find out that he is staying in the same hotel as us? What is wrong with him and how could he just think that he could just fly here and I would agree to talk to him about our relationship? He is delusional if he thinks I am going to agree to see him again especiallyafter what he just caused between Harry and I. I have no idea what I am going to do.
“Stella, let’s do something today just the two of us okay? To get your mind off Harry, you both need to cool down and then talk everything over. And I mean everything Stella.”Cristina says as she follows me into my room. I just looked at her and changed into a pair of boyfriend jeans and a gray flowy t-shirt. I slipped my feet into white converse and grabbed my purse. Cristina is already dressed so we head out. “Where exactly are we going?” I ask once we are in the elevator. “Shopping, duh. It’s the best way to get your mind off Harry.” she smiles. “Plus, I need you to help me pick out an outfit for your first concert!” she adds. “Okay, that sounds good.” I tell her and we climb into the car that is waiting for us at the back entrance of the hotel.
Once we reach the mall, we are led in through the back to avoid the crowds. It is getting more and more difficult to go out without getting recognized. Once we are in the mall, we head into Nordstrom first. They always have everything. After about two hours of non-stop shopping and pictures and autographs, we are finally ready to get some lunch. We decide on burgers. The driver takes us to one of the hottest burger joints in LA and once we are seated Cristina finally brings up Harry. We have managed to make it up until now without talking about him. I check my phone to see if he has tried to communicate with me at all. Nothing. “So have you thought about telling him about the thing at all?” she asks me. “Yes, I’ve thought about it but every time I finally am ready, I always find something to distract me from telling him.” I admit. “Stella you have to, you owe it to him to tell him the truth.” she says. “I know, I know and I will as soon as this whole thing has been solved. But for right now, the last thing I need is for him to get angry about something else.” I tell her. "Alright but Stel, he needs to know, you have to tell him soon okay?" she says. "Yeah I know." I agree.
After we've finished our burgers we head back to the hotel and it's close to 6:30pm. I hope Harry is back home and I can talk to him. I can't stand not talking to him. I slept horribly last night without him. Once we are back at the hotel there is a group of fans waiting at the back entrance. There is a blonde girl calling my name. She is smiling and she has her phone and a piece of paper in her hands. I walk over to her and she introduces herself. "My name is Sam! I'm such a big fan of yours, I'll be at the One Direction concert too!" she tells me. I smile and hg her. "Thank you! It's so nice to meet you!" I reply. She hands me the paper and I sign it. "Can we take a picture?" she asks. I smile. "Of course!" I tell her and she snaps a picture of the two of us on her phone. "I have just one last question." she says. I nod. "Is it true that you and Harry broke up?" she asks. Broke up? What? Cristina obviously heard the question and she pulls me by my arm. "We have to go!" she says and I smile at Sam. Once we are in the elevator, Cristina speaks. "Stella, don't worry, it's just a rumor. Come on don't be upset." she assures me. "Why would people think that we broke up? How do they even know that we are fighting?" I ask. Wow, LA gossip travels fast. "They dont, it's just another rumor. Come on, last week, people said that Niall and I died in a car accident. Just ignore it Stel, I mean it." she says. I nod and we step out of the elevator. Cristina opens the door and we both walk in. "Hey Lewis!" Cristina jokes. He frowns and tosses a pillow at her. "Don't call me that." he says rolling his eyes. We both laugh and he stands from the couch. "How was shopping? You were successful obviously." he says pointing to our bags. "Where's Harry?" I ask him. He ducks his head. "Louis where is Harry?" I ask again. "He's still out." he says avoiding my stare. I take a deep breath. "Did he say when he is coming back?" I ask him. He shakes his head and I pick up my bags and head into my room. Cristina follows. She whispers something to Louis but I can't hear what they said. I drop the bags by the door to the bedroom and fall onto my bed. "Why is he being so stubborn?" I whine. "Hm...strange, I know someone just like that..." she says refering to me. "But still, that's my job, not his." I complain and she laughs. "Just let him be. When he's calmed down talk to him." she says and I groan. I hate this. "I think I'm going to shower." I tell her and she nods standing up from the bed. "Alright, but promise me you will relax a little?" she says. I let out a breath and nod. "Thanks. Stella, he loves you. Remember that." she says and shuts the door behind her.
