Chapter 4: Save me, Super Hazza!
Brytta's Pov
Swirls and shapes circled around in my head. I opened them to the sound of buzzing and beeping. The room was bright yellow because of the reflection of the sun. Birds chirped and sang. It was a beautiful morning. Beep! Beep! Beep! I got up and checked my phone. " 3 new messages". I scrolled and saw "Go To Hell!" "You don't deserve Harry!" "DIE!" I chuckled. What's new? I slammed my phone into my bed and stroked my fingers through my thick curly hair. I got off the bed and headed downstairs. I had moved out of the penthouse for a while since the haters would have attacken the girls. I grabbed my brown leather jacket and my silk scarf, slipped on a pair of uggs and a couple of polarised shades to cover up my eyes and headed out. I walked down the streets and into the nearest Starbucks. Then the thought hit me, MY PHONE! How was I supposed to call Harry?! "Hello, How May I help you?" The barista asked. I flipped my hair and replied "Uh, A grande sized Vanilla Bean Frap, please?" I said pulling out my wallet. "Okay, $5.00 please." The man said. I pulled out a five and slipped it into his hand and stepped aside. I tugged at the napkins and straws in boredom. "Here you go!" The barista yelled. I nodded in thanks, grabbed my straw and left. Once I got outside I looked up at the blue and golden sky while slurping on my frap. Then, I sighed. I wish it wasn't this hard.
Harry's POV
I haven't received a call or a text from Brytta all day! I pulled out my phone and sent her a text saying "Morning Babe! 😊💕". Then waited for a reply. 5 minutes later and still nothing. I began to worry. I typed her number into my phone and called her. Riiing...Riiing...Beep! "Brytta! Where have y-" "Hey it's Brytta! Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Okay! Bye!" Beep. Ugh! I hung up. That girl, where is she. I looked through my contacts for Iris. I dialled her number and called. "Hello Iris?" I said. "Yo! Hazza!" Iris yelled. "Hey, where's Brytta?" I asked. "I dunno, she moved out of the penthouse yesterday." What?! Oh my gosh. "MY BABY!" I yelled and hung up. I forced my phone into my pocket and ran to my car. I struggled to put it in drive and drove off to the penthouse. I kicked the door open. "Hey! HAZZA YOU GOTTA PAY FOR THAT!" Leah yelled running down the stairs. "Where does Brytta live?!" I yelled. "Iris?!" She shrugged. "Leah?!" "Sorry..." She sighed. "Oh I know! 469 Diana Road, Apt. #302" Marie yelled. "Thanks!" I yelled and ran out of the house. When I got to the room, there was no answer. "Brytta! I'm coming in!" I yelled and with that I kicked the door open. I searched for her and the room was empty. No one here. Though her phone was lying on her bed. "No wonder!" I shouted and slipped her phone into my pocket. I closed the door and ran down the stairs. I rushed into the streets to see a young girl being dragged my two men in black suits. The young girl looked a lot like Brytta. Oh, wait! BRYTTA! I yelled and ran across the street.
Brytta's POV
Lights flashed. Dark hit. I don't recall what had happened but, I swear I'm dead. All I remember was I standing wishing for the day I'd die. I didn't want this anymore. The hate, can't take it. The pain, can't bear it. The love, can't show it. I'm sorry Harry. But this is my destiny. "Brytta!" A voice yelled. Harry? Harry?! It's me! Brytta! His face appeared in my mind. I wanted to reach out and hold his hand but I can't. I'm alone, in the dark. No one likes me. No one cares. Suddenly, the girls popped up in my head. They were smiling at me. I loved their smiles and how it cheers me up. And the boys, how they make every single moment amazing. And my wonderful boyfriend, Harry. A tear escaped my eye. Thoughts rumbled in my head. Then, a light flashed before me. Before I knew it, I was pulled into Harry's arms. "Don't mess with my girlfriend." He spoke. His voice was deep and crisp. I began to cry. I burried my face into his chest as he lead me back to my apartment. He laid me down on the bed. I cupped my face in my hands. "Babe, don't cry." He said. "But, Harry! I can't take it! I don't want this anymore! Your fans, their hurting me! I can't take it!" I yelled kicking the walls. "Don't worry. If they do that again, just dial Super Haz. I'm always here." He whispered. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a deep kiss. He's mine. My Super Hazza!
~Chapter 4 End~
Hey! Sorry I haven't been updating in a while. You know, school and stuff. It's hard to balance these things and also sometimes I get writers block. Just to let you know, I'm not good at writing stories so it will take some time for me to update. I'd rather draw though. Anyways, thanks for reading "I love you" and please check out my other books. Okay, Later!
-Ley(:
