A Movie Role, Harry Stole

Chapter Three

Chapter Three 

Alex's P.O.V.

   "Are you and Justin," Ellen paused for a moment, smiling, "together?"

   I quickly shook my head, chuckling. "No, we're just friends. Nothing more." After roaming around the city, I met up with Claire and now we're here at the show.

   "Cause, you know, we've seen some pictures of you and Justin hanging around." A screen behind us suddenly showed a couple pictures of Justin and I walking and talking. I crossed my leg over the other and clasped my hands.

   "We're just getting to know each other for the movie." I said blushing.

   She nodded slowly, taking in my words. "Are...you and Justin ever going to get together?"

   I blushed again, shrugging, "I don't know, let's see where it takes us."

   Ellen seemed to notice me blushing so she grinned widely. "Because of you're relationship with Nick last year. You don't want to start a new one." I smiled awkwardly at the mention of his name. We've been dating for a short while but it was nothing serious.

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   I took a pair of white-strapped heels and held it in my hand with the other clothes. Demi and I were going Christmas shopping since her plans were cancelled, so she got to hang out with me.

   "So I watched a movie yesterday, at my hotel room, and it had this British actor named Harry Styles." Demi told me as she looked through the rack of dresses. "And he is a pretty good actor."

   I rolled my eyes at the sound of his name and scoffed. I wouldn't want to see him again, or else he could cause trouble.

   I felt Demi's eyes on me after I scoffed. "What's the matter? Did I say something wrong?"

   Quickly shaking my head, I grabbed a wool jacket. "Nevermind." She was not convinced at my choice of word so she kept asking. Giving up, I sighed.

   "Okay, don't tell anyone." I paused to grab a pair of UGG's. "And I'm not kidding. Do not even tell another person other than me."

   Her lips curled into a smile, wondering what I was going to say. "Go on, Alex."

  "I ran into Harry Styles this morning." She clapped excitedly, which I calmed her down so no one would recognize us. "We said a few words and then he said something rude. Afterwards, he walked away like nothing happened."

   Her expression did a 'so what' look. "He said 'to not stare awkwardly at other people, it makes them uncomfortable.' Basically, he's saying that I'm a stalker." I explained, simply.

   "Well, how can he not know you. You're one of the biggest stars." She raised a perfect brow. "Plus, how can you get mad at that little comment."

   "To me, it was offensive. I don't like being called a stalker." We both walked towards the cash register and put our clothes on the top. Once the lady was done with checking our clothes, I put mines in separate bags while Demi did the same. Glad no one recognized us.

   "Alright, I guess that is rude of what he said. Even when barely meeting you. It wouldn't be offensive if you were already friends with him."

   "Let's talk about something else because I don't want to think of him." I quickly added after her.

   A series of flashes bombarded us all of a sudden, causing both of us to slip our glasses on.

"Are you and Justin dating, Alex?!"

"Are you dating anyone, Demi?!"

"Is there a real romance happening between you and Justin, outside of the movie?!"

   I hid my face with my hand as we went down the escalator, to go back to our hotel rooms. So much for Christmas shopping. "Let's just watch movies at your hotel room." Demi suggested. I agreed while I took the keys out of my bag and unlocked the car door.

   We finally made it to my hotel, Demi pushing the heavy door into the lobby. The manager stood at the desk, waving at us. I grinned back and waved at him.

   She pushed the 'up' button next to the golden-door elevator and waited for it to come down. I looked at my surroundings, and saw that this whole place was decorated with Christmas decorations. The big chandelier gave this lobby a more 'Christmas' effect.

   I felt someone tugging my arm to go in the elevator so I turned around to go in it. Silence filled the elevator, as we waited for it to take us to my floor. "Hold on." Demi talked over the silence. I furrowed my brows and looked at her direction. "How did you meet Harry Styles?"

   I cleared my throat, wishing that this elevator ride could end already. "As I was exiting my hotel room, I saw him. I 'accidentally' stared at him which caused him to talk to me."

   Her face was in a thoughtful expression, as if she's trying to piece  something together. A ding sound interrupted, meaning that we're on my floor. The golden doors opened on itself before we stepped through to exit. I grabbed my card, swiping it, then opening the door to reveal my luxurious room.

   "Wait." I furrowed my brows again, wondering why she kept on saying that. I set my bags in the bedroom, Demi putting it in the hallway, leading to the living room.

   "Okay..."

   "Harry is living in this hotel also!" She said with excitement. My face portrayed the 'I don't care' expression towards her. "You said that you saw him coming this way, which also means he's on this floor."

   "Honestly, I don't care. Remember what happened." I said as I picked a movie out to watch.

   "Imagine he runs into you again."

   I laughed so loud that I started snorting. She just looked at me with a raised brow and a concerned face. "Like that's going to happen. I doubt it. He'd probably insult me again."

   "Alex, it would be nice that when you see him, you say-" She was cut off by the sound of the door being knocked on.

   Demi approached the door, opening it to see...

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