too young for this { harry styles }

Chapter 27.

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Tyler lead me to the farthest hotel room from the elevator. He was full of smiles as we walked together and his bright green shirt was only one symbol of how happy of a person he truly is.

As we walked, I could hear the small noise of my pills moving in their container, but I tried to ignore it as we walked. I didn't want a total stranger to think I'm so mental.

Hell, he probably already knows.

When we found the room and entered, I expected to see a room filled with cameras and lights, but instead I found balls.

They weren't testicle balls or dirty, they were basketballs and soccer balls in a huge bag.

Tyler laughed and motioned for me to walk down a hall, "Ignore those."

I stepped over the huge bag with my high shoes. "Okay." I said.

We walked to a room. It was as big as Demi and I's, but it had many people in it.

"Tyler!" Someone is a weird accent.

A blondish haired boy, with a huge grin ran to greet Tyler with a huge hug. "I got here this morning. Was lucky enough to get here before the storm."

I almost forgot about the storm.

My eyes traveled around the room, looking at the many people who were far too distracted to look at me.

Somewhere in the corner two girls giggled over makeup and cameras, they were both probably 25 or so. Next to them were two dark haired men, one extremely tall. And then two boys sat on the bed watching something from a Mac computer. One was dirty blonde haired, the other had hair that was an ashy blondish color.

Tyler and the boy with the weird voice were conversing about something completely irrelevant to me as one of the girls pointed to me with excited eyes.

I didn't know what I was supposed to do, or even why I was there, but I stood there awkwardly in my oh-so noticeable yellow pants with a weird expression as everyone started to look at me and whisper.

When the girl with ombré hair, who was very small, walked up to me, I gave her a small smile, unsure of what I was to do.

"I'm Zoe!" She exclaimed with a smile.

"I'm Ivy." I said in a small voice, Tyler still didn't notice how uncomfortable I was.

The Zoe girl laughed, I now noticed her voice was British. "Of course you are! I saw you yesterday!"

My eyes went wide. "Where? Why?"

"Don't worry. At the award show. I was there."

I mouthed an 'o' and went back to concentrating on Tyler and the boy.

"Tyler!" Zoe yelled in her high British voice.

Tyler's eyes went wide and he turned to Zoe. "Yes?" He said in his usual flamboyant voice.

"Stop making Ivy so awkward and introduce her to everyone." She ordered, her small face full of control.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Yes sir." He whispered, only loud enough for me to hear.

I laughed lightly at his joke.

Tyler then motioned at everyone in the room with a smile. And then he spoke. "Ivy, meet the YouTube crew."

I never thought it'd be easy to make friends after rehab, or ever for that matter, but the more jokes I heard from the "YouTube crew," as Tyler says, the more I feel myself.