91 Days Of Missing Your Name

Day 17

Today was a usual day. Well, my version of a usual day. Zayn invited me to go out for lunch with him and Niall but I kindly said no.

I've had enough of the outside world for a week.

I was so comfortable under the only sheets that could possibly keep me warm. I was waking up from a 3 hours at rest as my phone vibrated and the screen illuminated with Niall's name.

I pushed answer and mumbled a hello into the phone.

"Hi Harry! Listen we really miss you."

"Yeah I know. I'm sorry about that."

"Go ahead and look at Twitter. I know there's so many fans giving you this positive energy. You really need it."

"Yeah, okay I'll check it out." I say without any hint of emotion.

"Harry, oh Harry. Cheer up. We need you."

"Are you done?" I snapped, pissed off.

"Sorry. Yeah have a nice day Harry."

I hung up before taking a deep breath. He's only trying to help.

I logged into Twitter to see some of the activity. I smiled at some of the things the fans were sending me.

"@Harry_Styles You've given me the courage to keep on going. You're so strong Harry. I love you(: "

"@Harry_Styles thinking of you as I type this, I can't even imagine. Keep your head up. x "

"@Harry_Styles I would do anything to be able to comfort you at this time. We love you Harry<33"

I decided to tweet for once in a long time.

"Just wanted to let you guys know that I'm okay. I appreciate everything that you've all said. I'm going to try to continue on. I love you all. xo "

Instantly twitter blew up as I decided to go on a walk. Maybe if I do end up running into a few fans that they'll make it a little better.

As I walk outside a group of girls already notice me. "Harry!" They scream as they run towards me.

I smile a little before they come over and give me a hug. "I love you." They all say as they smile and say goodbye.

I'm in awe as they walk away. They didn't ask for a picture, or swarm me with questions. That was more than I could ask for.

I decide to keep walking. It's not like I'll get lost. There's no point of me even trying to return if I do get lost.

I end up being able to meet a total of 16 fans. None of them invading me. None of them even telling me their names or asking any questions.

It was amazing.

When I finally did decide to go home I felt...pure.

And that was my day Louis. For the first time in two and a half weeks I felt somewhat happy.