One Big Journey ~Harry Styles Fan Fiction~

17. Rude Asses

Hazel’s POV:

“Hello.” The boys greeted on the stage. It was the last concert they were doing to promote their anti-bullying and I was invited. Well, this is when Harry and I are going public. I’m actually really nervous. I mean, because of Cher, I know that every girlfriend of Harry’s was hated. Pretty much every Directioner hated his girlfriends and got a load of hate.

“Before we begin,” Harry said into the microphone and sending a wink in my direction, “I’d like to say that I’m officially unavailable. Yes, you heard right, I’m in a relationship. She is so beautiful inside and out and does not deserve hate. So, please guys, don’t break her heart, because you’ll break mine.”

I smiled at that, but as Cher said, the fans won’t listen to them. They’ll find a way to get me, hate on me. They’ll do anything they can to make me regret taking their Harry away from them. Which is stupid, because Harry isn’t even theirs. Sometimes, things are confusing.

I watched as they jumped around singing a few of their hits and then they started to talk about their anti-bullying. After that, they finished up the concert, closing with the last of their hits. Which happened to be their hits from Take Me Home.

I smiled as Harry came off the stage and directly for me. He was sweaty and all, but I still hugged him and said told him he had done a good job. Of course he protested because of his sweat, but I still hugged him. He pulled away and kissed my cheek then he excused himself to go get changed and all.

I sent him a smile and let him go. I took out my phone and opened up my Twitter. Debating on whether or not I should tweet something to Harry. I don’t want the Directioners to find my Twitter. They will probably anyway. But, I don’t want to get hate. I want to keep away from the gate for as long as I can.

After a few minutes he came back, in a new pair of clothes and he wasn’t all sweaty, but his face was still red with a cheeky smile on his face. I poked his dimples and giggled. Then I commented on his cheeky smile.

“Well, I can’t help smiling knowing that you’re mine, babe.” Harry said with a cheeky wink. I giggled and kissed his cheek. I really did miss him though. And it’s weird because I never had a boyfriend before him; I didn’t expect to miss him as much as I did. But, I didn’t expect anything about being in a relationship, because I’ve never been in one.

“You’re too cute, you know?” I chuckled again as Harry grabbed my hand and we started on our way. If we didn’t leave now the fans would find them and mob them. We wouldn’t be able to get out of this arena for like… ever. I’m serious.

“Not as cute as you though. No one’s as cute as you.” Harry replied. I don’t see why people think of him as this big, bad, dark person. He is really just a sweet, lovable, boy. I wonder how he feels about all those dark fan fictions that are written about him. I’ll have to ask him about it later.

“I have to disagree with you, cupcake, you’re most defiantly cuter then I am.” I replied. I blushed once I realized that I had called him cupcake out loud. I’m still not used to the nicknames and affection. Can you blame me? Harry is my first boyfriend.

Harry chuckled at me and replied, “Babe, I really have to disagree with you. I’m sorry, but you are just so much cuter than little old cupcake here.” I used my shoulder to push him and said, ‘you tease.’ and laughed at myself. This freedom has really changed me. I think… I’m actually not quite sure.

“I’m a tease? I thought I was a cupcake. Am I both now?” Harry asked, the corners of his mouth twitching. I playfully rolled my eyes and held up my free hand in front of him, now shunning him. Which is actually what I said, except I said, ‘I shun you.’ So, I guess it’s not really the same thing… oh well.