Ch. 2: Surprise, Surprise

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A bright light hit me and I forced myself to open my eyes. 

"Annie...." Connor said, but it didn't sound right. Usually, whenever he would say my name I would feel butterflies in my stomach, now all it did was make me feel nauseas. I looked at Connor's face as he stared at me, pale faced, and a picture of him under Lynsey flooded my mind, I had to look away. Could this get any more awkward?

"Connor?" I heard Lynsey say from what sounded like a million miles away. 

Connor turned his head to which I got a view of Lynsey, running her hands down her shirt as if to get rid of wrinkles or any evidence that she'd been whoring around with my boyfriend. I took advantage while his head was turned away to slide past him and run to the door. Once outside, I sprinted to the stage door while starting to sob, with my head down the entire time. Just as I looked back to see that Connor wasn't following me, I bumped into something in front of me...Or should I say, someone

"Hey love, you alright?" Just my luck, it was Harry Styles. I kept my head down and wiped my face with my sleeves, starting to panic thinking that Connor would come running soon. 

"I'm fine." I slightly nodded. "Are you sure? You've been crying, maybe I-"

Just as Harry took a step towards me I muttered "I'm fine" once again and began to fast walk past him and out of the stage area. I wanted to be as far as possible from Connor as I could be. I calmed down a bit and stopped crying by the time I got to my car. I was looking through my purse for my car keys when Harry appeared again. This time, he was wearing a beanie and sunglasses to disguise himself I suppose.

"Do you need help?" he asked. I was beginning to feel more annoyed by the second. On top of that, I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket nonstop. Connor. 

"No, I'm fine, thanks." and I turned to find my keys once again. 

"Um, not to be forward or anything but, would you like to get something to eat and talk about it? You seem to be having trouble getting into your car anyways." 

"I don't need our help, you don't even know me." I snapped at him. "Where the fuck are my keys?" I muttered under my breath, dropping to my knees and placing my purse on the ground so I could get a better look. 

"Look, I know that I don't know you but I can tell that something's wrong. Was that Connor Laken's room you were coming out of?" I felt my face get hot at the sound of his name. Maybe letting him get some food in my stomach would shut Harry up, the day couldn't get any worse anyways.

"Fine, we can...get something to eat or whatever." I got up, fixing my hair and wiping my cheeks again. 

"Alright then, my car's this way." he said with his heavy accent and nodded his head in the left direction. I walked with him to a black car, limo style, with all but the windshield windows tinted and of course, a driver in the front seat. 

"Take us to the diner, Evan." Harry directed and proceeded to open a door for me. How chivalrous, ha. He quickly got in on the other side and got out his phone to check the time while the car took off. He put it back in his pocket and looked up at me. I don't know why but I got a bit nervous. It isn't like Harry wasn't attractive because he was very much so, it was just that I know how fame gets to people and that he must be stuck up or even just doing this because he pities me or for the tabloids. 

He had been studying my face and I finally spoke up, "What?" I said. 

"What's your name, love?" Harry smirked.

I bit the inside of my cheek. This was going to be a long night. 

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