A Movie Role, Harry Stole

Chapter Two

Chapter Two 

Alex's P.O.V.

   The last five days, have been really great insomuch as Justin asked me out on a date, we got along well-just like the movie-and we became great friends. I know it's too fast with our relationship but we're just friends. This relationship isn't going anywhere, at least that's what I know of; but hopefully, we stay as buddies.

   "Okay, so you'll go to the Ellen show at 4 PM, then you goto a photoshoot afterwards." My agent, Claire, told me as she looked through the papers of her notebook.

   We were in my hotel room, on break from the shooting. I was leaning against the kitchen island, my arms resting on the top, as I was sipping my daily dose of morning hot chocolate. "Ok, no movie shooting today?"

   She was sitting on the white sectional couch, organizing her business papers. "Nope" She said smiling simply. "You're on break."

   "I guess that's fine." I mumbled, as I took a sip from the mug. After finishing the cocoa, I set it in the sink, washed it, and strided towards the living room.

   "I've got somewhere to attend to. You can walk around the city if you want. I'll send you a text when I come back, then it's time for the interview."

   Nodding my head in agreement, I grabbed my phone and texted Demi. Claire left my hotel room as I heard a reply back.

From: Demzie

Sorry, I can't go:( Tomorrow, we can hang out xxxPromise

To: Demzie

Okaaay, I'm gonna walk around the city while Claire comes back :\

   Since there was no reply, I put my phone in the back pocket of my jeans. I grabbed my purse and approached the door, opening it to see a guy coming my way.

   It took a while for me to recognize him, but I knew it was the one and only, Harry Styles. I've heard him before, and he's a really good actor. Not only an actor but also a singer. I don't know if it's true that he's a womanizer, however I have seen him with a lot of women.

   "Hello, love?" The British star asked in front of me. I suddenly jerked out of my thoughts to see I was staring at him. My cheeks reddened in embarassment as he smiled, showing his deep dimples.

   "Um, I was dazing off but were you coming to this hotel room?" I asked, pointing at my hotel room behind me.

   His hair was under a fedora, and he was wearing sunglasses, probably to make me unrecognize him.

   He chuckled lowly, "No, I was coming this way although, I saw you staring at me so I came over here to see if you were ok."

   I felt my cheeks go bright red right when he mentioned that. "It's just that I recognized you, and I just wanted to make sure it was you." I said awkwardly.

   "No worries, love. Just don't stare awkwardly at other people. It makes them feel uncomfortable." And with that, he walked away. My mouth was open slightly at the sudden outburst.

   I don't even know what just happened right now. Why would he be rude to me, when we hardly met? My feelings were kind of hurt mixed with anger. I just don't understand him.

   Slipping my sunglasses on, I approached the elevator area, pressing the down button. Ignoring him would be a good thing, even though it's good to defend yourself. Nevertheless, I'm not that kind of girl who talks back rudely. If I were to talk back, it might go on the media, probably ruining my career, if he were to tell anyone. But I doubt that. He doesn't seem like the person that will.

   I heard an elevator door opening, me entering it as soon as it closed. Several floors later, it finally landed on the lobby. I walked out, grabbing the car keys out of my purse, and headed towards the parking lot.

   Once I found my car, I opened it and sat down on the seat, starting the car. What I still couldn't believe was that Harry Styles has insulted me. Should I know if I should get mad at his rude comment? One of the biggest stars, next to Justin Bieber, has insulted me. I mean, I'm not a stalker that stares at celebrities when I first see them.

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