Diana

Chapter 27 : May i help you?

January 22nd

Harry's P.O.V.

I slept next to her warm body, the white sheets covering the two of us. She slept so peacefully, with light snores which were hardly even snores. Her dark brown hair cascaded down her back. She is beautiful and I couldn't ask for anyone better. I just wish she knew that. My phone rang loudly. I answered it as soon as I could so the ringing wouldn't wake Diana.

"Hello". I whispered, getting up to take the call in a different room and shutting the door behind me.

"Harry, it's either the girl, or the career."

"I can love whoever I want and still have a fucking good career."

"She's gonna brake your heart, she's not for you."

"You don't even know who she is, and she needs me desperately."

"For sex that's all."

"Not even, we've only did it once, and that's none of your business."

"She's ruining your fucking career. Fans hate her, they won't buy our merchandise."

"I highly doubt that, From what I've heard, the fans adore her style and inspiration."

"Inspiration for what, sleeping with styles?"

"No, how she can be so happy to everyone when she's really in so much pain. She has at least some hope...I just don't understand why you hate her so much?" I said angrily.

"Because, I know love when I see it, you guys are not in love. You guys will brake up, I know it. And I also know you will be accused of being a womanizer, and you guys never seem happy in public so you'll also be accused of being gay, same problem as Louis."

"She's uncomfortable. They attack her, and I don't see us breaking up at all." I laughed at my managers stupidity.

"Like I said harry, your ruining this for your bandmates."

"Really cause the boys love Diana!"

"Fine harry, but when she leaves you don't come crying to me about it. Feel free to leave the band. Welcome to reality." He laughed.

"You're a sick dumbass." I scoffed hanging up.

I opened the door to the bedroom to find Diana awake.

"Who was that?" She said confusingly.

"Oh just a quick chat with um...Louis." I laughed.

"Louis hates me?" She looked down.

"No! We were um just um."

"Harry? Why are you lying?" She frowned upon my presence. I sat next to her on the bed looking deep into her hazel eyes, almost green just like mine. She looked eager for an answer mostly confused. She raised her left eyebrow.

"Hello?" She crossed her arms.

"It was management. Maybe they'll give us a chance, we basically just need to look like we are in so much love...I mean like doing things like touching your knee a little when we're sitting in public, and you can-" I was cut off by the loud knocking at my front door.

"I'll get that, stay here." I said getting up and walking off closing the bedroom door behind me.

I opened the door to an angry tall man, wearing a grey warn out sweat shirt and jeans.

"Uh may I help you...?" I asked confused.

"Where is my daughter styles?" He said in a deep raspy voice he kinda looked high. My mouth formed an o shape.

"You must mean Diana." I smiled evily.

"Yeah now hand the girl over." He said crossing his arms.

"No...do you really think I'm that stupid? Your not even her real father!" I laughed sarcastically.

"Where is the little bitch!"

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To be continued

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