The Rich Kid ➝ h.s ( Sequel to TBK)

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Harry

Confused. That's how I've felt all night. I can vaguely remember the conversation I had with the mystery girl. She seemed all to familiar, but I can put my finger on it. Just the softness of her voice gave me a sense of recognition. I was just so drunk I can barely remember the conversation.

I can remember calling her name, but getting no reply. Similar to some of my dreams I've been having recently. Maybe it was just a dream. A lost and vague dream. I mean it makes sense, but the whole dream had no pictures; no color. It was just like my reality, dark and blank. In my dreams I can usually picture things around me, but this time it was nothing.

I don't know how to make sense of any of this. And this raging head-ache is not helping. I can hear the door being opened and is shut quietly. " Liam? " I call.

" Nope. Its Niall, " Niall laughs. Something is set on my bedside table and I have a pretty good idea what it is. Ibuprofen and a glass of water. Hopefully. I would think Niall is smart enough to know what is needed in this time, I mean he does drink multiple bottles of beer a night.

But I swear the kid is immune. Never gets drunk, unless he drinks like twenty bloody bottles. " I'm guessing that's Ibuprofen and water, right? "  I grumble.

" Yeah, " Niall hums. " I thought you would need it, " He laughs.

I nod, reaching for the two pills and glass of water. I pop them in my mouth, gulping down a swig of water. " Well. " I say. " You were right my good man."

" Well I'd hurry up if I were you. Liams cooking breakfast and we might just eat it all without you, " Niall chuckles, patting me on the head. I groan, swatting his hand away.

" Yeah, yeah, " I mumble, hearing the door close. I chug down the rest of the water, setting the glass down. All I wanna do is sleep and collect my thoughts, but I'm always on a tight schedule.  Especially since were touring right now. Our show in New Zealand has been canceled so were spending a few days here in California still, but it won't last long before were back on the bus and playing many shows.

-Why can't normalcy last for a little bit longer?

-Because your Harry Styles.

I smirk, pulling the blanket off my legs. I stretch my limbs, pushing my hair out of my face. I can smell the bacon cooking downstairs and my stomach growls.

I stumble my way down the stairs and the smell only eyes stronger. My mouth is watering. I can hear silverware hitting plates and coffee being sipped.

I sit down in my usual spot and reach around for my fork, taking a bite of scrambled eggs. everything was quite as usual. All conversations seem to stop when I'm around. Nothing has been the same with boys in the past two years. We rarely talk. They call me moody and stuck-up in most of our fights and I believe it, but pretend I don't. 

" Harry who were you talking to outside the venue last night? " Liam ask. 

I shrug. " Nobody, " I mumble, confused on what he was talking about.

" She seemed pretty upset, " Liam says. " And you were pretty drunk so..." He adds. 

My mind drifts off and think of my 'dream', when I come to a realization. It wasn't a dream. I drop my fork and lean back. It was real, but who was she? She sounded so familiar. Her voice thing like paper, but soft like....

Georgie! It sounded like Georgie, but it couldn't have been. What would she be doing at our concert? 

I laugh and stand up, my squeaking. I'm going crazy. I start walking towards the front door, head spinning. 

" Where are you going? You didn't finish your breakfast, "  Niall speaks up.

I wave my hand. " I'm going for walk. I'll be back soon, " I respond without much thought.  I slip on my coat and find my cane. 

" Be careful, Harry, " I hear Liam say in a fatherly voice and I scoff, running a hand through my hair. Stop acting like my dad, Liam. Its always Liam who acts like he still cares about me when I know for a fact none of them wish I was in the band anymore. They probably think I'm better off dead. 

I walk outside and  immediately regret bringing a coat. It felt like it was a thousand degrees out here. I would go and put my coat back inside, but I don't want to have to talk to the boys anymore, so I just bear with it. Plus it'll help not to get noticed as easy.

I walk slowly. My cane hits against the sidewalk. I can barely concentrate on where I'm going, because of all the thoughts swarming in my head. I felt like I was going to explode. From the heat and all the thinking I've been doing. Hearing her voice. If it was her voice. Maybe I'm delusional. 

I groan. Why do I keep thinking about her? I need to forget. The chances of talking to her are low. Were not just gonna run into each other in the streets. \

I walk at a faster pace. My body burns and I can feel sweat trickle down my forehead. I'm about to take off my coat, when I hear a squeal and a girl scream ' Harry!'. I smirk. I think its just a couple of fans, so I turn around waving.  But I hear a hoard of voices and I feel hands grab at me. I feel like the walls are caving in. Normal this much attention is okay, when I'm with the boys or a security guard. But right now its too much.  

I panic and start running. I'm breathing heavily and my throats feels dry. I can barely stand, but I keep running. I can still hear the screams behind me. I'm surprised I've stayed on the paved path and not swerved into the road and gotten run over. 

I take a left and try to stay low. I'm in between an alley way. I can hear the girls scream, as they run past. They must not have noticed me. I lean against the wall hoping I'm not touching anything disgusting. 

My hearts beating fast and I feel like I'm about to pass out. I can barely breath and my lungs burn. I sit down, not caring how gross the ground is. My body falls over. Limp. I can feel my eyes close and then after that. Nothing. 

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Hey, guys! So sorry this took a bit. I was gonna post yesterday, but I got really busy. But I'm going back to school tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to post as often, but I'll try. 

And if it wasn't clear Harry passed out haha.