The next day, Anna was five minutes late. When she came, she was crying. She sat down at a different table. I walked over to her."What happened, babe?"
She knocked over her purse. I dove under the table and so did she. Our hands touched. I got the purse but she held onto my hand. I sat down next to her."Youll be my little angel if you tell me. "Cmon, tell me what happened."
"I-I read fanfics about you yesterday. They all said youre agressive, you like to play with girls' emotions and all like that. I'm a little sensitive. I dont want my emotions toyed aroud with. I-I just dont want you."
I laughed. "Anna, half the name is fiction.. Fiction isnt real. Besides, thats the same thing as saying I play with my food before I eat it. Now, a proper gentlemen wouldn't do that, would he?" There were still tears streaming from her eyes. "Theres something else, isnt there?"
Anna nodded. "When I woke up this morning, there was a note on my bedside table. It said that mom and dad went on a honeymoon. For two years. And not to burn down the house."
"But thats perfect! You moving into our house! Oops-understatement- mansion!"
No. Ill be fine. I'm not gonna have anything to do with One Direction anymore."
I put my arm around her. And started to yell.
Annas POV
God, Harry was scary when he was angry. (Heh heh. Rhyme.) He yelled at me and sent me home to pack. Thats the short version. If you want the full version, go ask Harry. I dont even want to start to tell you the things he said.
At home, I wonderd what to bring to a famous boy band's mansion. I stuffed almost all my clothes into two suitcases, put my toiletries and makeup into another, and all my hair accesories into my backpack. Then I waited for Harry to pick me up in his Range Rover.
