Eve POV
"You wouldn't dare." Harry spoke in horror. I smirked at him. I would dare. Harry had taken me out the following day, seeing as he saw I was down in the dumps since the Niall incident. I would be lying if I said I didn't have any feelings for Niall because there are feelings.
Bad feelings. Feelings of betrayal, hurt, insecurity, regret... things like that. It just brought me to a slight relapse from my healing state. But Harry knew how to cheer me up. I had almost forgot about the whole incident, because all I could think of was the consequence of what I was about to do.
Mustering the most high pitched voice I could I screeched;
"Oh my gosh! I love you Harry Styles!!"
How did we end up here? Well it started when we debated on which one of us was more popular. Stupid, I know. I decided that this was the only way to go about it.
"AHHH YINYANG!" The group yelled.
I regret everything right now.
That statement alone caught the attention of a multitude of girls. However, Harry wasn't having any of this. He shot me a look that seemed to say "If I'm going down, so are you." With that, he yelled as loud as he could.
"Oh my gosh! I love you so much Eve Delacy!"
A large group of people ran towards me and nearly tackled me to the floor. A little girl helped me up however. The multitude of people constantly took pictures with me and it was hard, but nothing compared to what Harry was going through. His black tee had been nearly ripped off by some girl and he looked like he was being harassed. I waded through the crowd in a panic and grabbed Harry up. He propped himself against me and gave me a short peck to thank me.
"Ok, I think we better give this couple some space!" A fan yelled. Oddly, the left in an organized fashion but half of them stayed.
"When you and Niall are ready to admit you're actually dating, call us! We will support you!" A girl that seemed to be their leader yelled. With that, they all left. Harry fidgeted with his thumbs and twiddled them like he does when he's nervous. I hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear.
"It's only you I love Harry." I reassure him. He smiles at me, feeling much better. The thing about us two is, we constantly need reassuring. We get jealous easily and we both are slightly possesive. Normally there's a dominant one in the relationship however, most of the time we're both dominant. There are times however when I am more submissive but that's not the point. We are both romantics however and we try our best to show it off.
Harry and I went to a few more shops and browsed around. Harry insisted that I wait on a bench while he went to the washroom so I stayed here.
A little girl brown haired girl looking only five years old sat next to me, curiously look up at me. She grinned. Her parents seemed to be no where to be found.
"I'm Amy and I'm lost. Can I stay with you until I find my parents?" She asks me. I nod telling her that it's alright.
"Aren't you that pretty lady with the pretty boyfriend in that really cool band?" She inquired. I blushed slightly hearing her say pretty a number of times. I nodded.
"Where's your Harry?" The little girl asked me curiously. I chuckled at her calling Harry mine. It had a nice ring to it.
"He went to the washroom." I explained to her.
"What about your Niall?" She asked once more. I was caught off guard by her question. What was with the world's sudden obsession with Niall? I shrugged, honestly not knowing.
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