A Public Affair (A Harry Style Fan Fiction)

When the Sun Goes Down

Surprise: An unexpected or astonishing event, fact, or thing. That was the common definition that everyone had in mind when they thought about a surprise. I wasn’t like most people because in my mind it rhymed with disaster. Let me explain. Every time someone told me they had a surprise for me, it ended with me being disappointed so when Harry told me to go get ready because he had some kind of surprise for me, you didn’t have to think twice, I was beyond scared. I thought that he was planning this ‘’surprise’’ because he felt bad about the comments I read earlier. About those comments… it just really got the best of me this morning. I hadn’t done anything to these girls and I felt like they were judging me without even knowing me. I didn’t know what to do or say to them nor to Harry. I guess I will just take whatever hate they sent me and deal with it on my own because I wasn’t going to ask Harry to do something about it, it wasn’t his fight. That being said, I really appreciate the fact that Harry is trying to brighten up my mood. I was a girl after all and things like that hurt like hell but I believed that today would be a good day. I didn’t know why but I had the feeling. Maybe it was just because I was in good company; Harry. Something I quite loved about him it was that he didn’t let the fame get into his head, he was really grounded and down to Earth even with all the attention he got. I still couldn’t believe that I actually kissed him last night, like way to go girl! That was something I could only do drunk, but there was something that really pissed me off. The fact that I didn’t remember our kiss and that Harry did. I wasn’t going to ask him to describe it for me, so I had to pretend that I actually remembered… I know it was a cheap shot but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

So here I was, in front of their villa’s door with Harry beside me. He still had his clothes from last night and that was why he wanted to come here, so he could get under the shower and change clothes. We didn’t wait too long before the front door flew open. It was Liam with nothing but his jeans, he had a flannel shirt tied around his waist. I was a bit uncomfortable but I didn’t let it show. It wasn’t everyday people welcomed me in such a way. Liam embraced me in a friendly hug before screaming to the others that Harry finally came home after his rough night. I blushed a little bit because the night we spent together was innocent, but they might think differently. I didn’t really know where to put myself because it wasn’t my house and I was sure as hell that I wasn’t going to make myself comfortable here so I awkwardly stayed behind Harry meanwhile the rest of his band were making fun of him and messing around. Who in his right mind would let 5 young adults alone in a villa like this? I was surprised that they didn’t burn this place down in the first place. I looked around and saw plates of food on the floor and some shirts here and there. Boys… They will never clean after themselves. Harry turned around to face me but I was still looking the mess they made in the living room.

‘’Will you be good while I quickly take a shower upstairs?’’ He asked me. I looked up and nodded. What could go wrong? Right?

He smiled before running up the long stairs that lead upstairs. Before disappearing he reminded his friends to behave themselves since I was here. Niall was the first to shrug his shoulder before putting his arm around my shoulder and lead me into the kitchen. I didn’t shove his arm off and followed him into the kitchen. The rest of the band followed us, completely silenced behind us. Niall made me sit down on a stool and stared into my eyes. I had 8 eyes on me and I didn’t like it at all. I turned my face to look at them, one after the other. I felt like I was in some kind of interrogation. At this moment, my heart was racing and I wanted to puke. I swallowed my saliva inside my mouth and cleared my voice.

‘’Is there something wrong?’’ I asked them while scratching my head like a pure idiot.

‘’What are your intentions with our Haz.’’ Zayn asked me first with his hand under his chin. Yeah I was being interrogated by them. Kill Me Now…Please.