Midnights.

Chapter 12 - What is this, Harry?

CHAPTER 12

Harry and I walk to his rehearsal’s and soundcheck’s place. He keeps trying to hold my hand but I keep denying it. Eventually I give up and let his wide hand hold mine. It feels warm, though. I try to throw away all of the feelings as I know I’m supposed to do so.

Once we arrive there I can see so many girls waiting and shouting loudly. They seem harsh though. Harry only needs to wave his hands and I can see they almost get fainted. My gosh, he was just waving his hand and they are already being all freaked out. I can’t imagine if Harry kisses their cheeks or so on. Probably they’ll die directly.

I notice many of the fans are looking at me suspiciously, I know they are just jealous. I don’t care either. Harry is not mine and I’m not willing to get Harry as my lover.

The fans’ amount are just getting bigger and bigger. They keep looking at me with widened eyes. Their eyes keep on observing me and Harry’s hands, which are holding each other tightly. I look at them with angermforming in my eyes and I release my hand from Harry’s. Harry gasps. ‘’What again, Luna?’’

I look at Harry but look back at the crowd of fans who is still looking at me with fire burning in their eyes. ‘’Stop it guys, stop starring at me for my goodness sake! I’m not even his girlfriend.’’ I shout. I run away,m, finding a place to sit down and take a rest. At least I can just sit down and play with my phone until Harry comes back.

I can hear some girls shouting, probably they’re just being too happy because of my statement. Some foot steps are heard. I refuse to look back, I know it is Harry. I quicken my steps and I find a door. Without thinking much I open it in a hope that I can just leave Harry for a while. I’m tired fighting with him, and this is funny because I’m the one starting all of our fights.

‘’Luna!’’ I hear Harry shouts before I close the door. I lock it and drop my body to the cold floor. I look at the surroundings. Inside this yellow-lighted room there are clothes everywhere. I walk to the massive collection of clothes. They’re not ordinary clothes, certainly. I assume them as the clothes used in the gigs. I gasp. Please don’t tell me I just entered One Direction’s dressing room?

‘’Luna! Luna. Open the door! You just entered our dressing room.’’

My heart drops right at the time he says so. I sigh and keep the door closed with my back, although I know I already lock it. My breath pants in such a worried state. I can’t do this. If I go outside Harry might just kiss me again and I don’t want that accident to be happened again.

‘’Luna do you hear me?’’ Harry yells. ‘’Just open the door!’’

I take a deep breath. ‘’I don’t want to! I’m just tired Harry.’’ I sigh.

‘’If you don’t open the door I’ll call the securities to do so.’’ Harry threats. My heart pounds faster once his lips drop those words. I don’t want to imagine myself brought by the damn securities and kicked out from the stadium just because I lock the biggest boyband in the world’s dressing room and prohibit its member to come in. I give in. ‘’FINE HARRY, FINE.’’

I unlock the door and look straight at Harry. His eye gaze shows that he is worried. He asks me softly, ‘’Why?’’

‘’Why what?’’

‘’Why did you just run away?’’

‘’What? Do you still need to ask?’’ I spit. ‘’Your dear fans loathe me I believe, I can tell from their furious stares.’’

‘’But why did you just give up? Didn’t you want to show them?’’ Harry smirks. Give up? What does he even mean. He moves closer to me and looks straightly at my eyes. His green eyes observing my blue ones; I don’t know but there’s so much to tell from those beautiful green orbs.

‘’Show them.. What?’’ This time my voice lowers.

‘’Show them that we’re.. Together. I mean, we were holding hands and-‘’

‘’Harry, stop. Just because we’re holding hands, it doesn’t mean that we’re ‘official’. We haven’t even known each other for a day and you’ve said that we’re ‘together’? Are you fucking insane Harry?’’ I speak, my voice getting higher. It’s hard to face the truth that Harry has fallen in love with me at the first sight. I feel nasty everytime I think about it, feeling ashamed and so on. After all, never was there a boy treating me like this before. Not even Louis. Harry moves his lips to my ears, whispering. ‘’I don’t know. We’ve fought for like the hundreth time today so can you please hear me this time baby?’’

This time I don’t struggle back. I gulp. ‘’W-What?’’

‘’Please, just make me feel happy. I don’t have to say this thing for a thousand more time right?’’ Harry asks. I can’t say anything. ‘’Luna..’’

‘’Harry, where have you been? You’re 20 minutes late and the rehearsals won’t go without you. Come on, Harry.’’ Both me and Harry gets surprised and we immediately look up once we hear that sound. There stands a blonde boy, wearing a crazy-mofos printed t-shirt with his hands on his waist. He shakes his head and looks at me, ‘’Is she the reason?’’

I’m about to lose my temper again but Harry quickly squeezes my hand. ‘’Ah, no. i was with the fans you know? And she..’’ Harry isn’t very good ay lying. The blonde boy walks closer to us, face all frowning.

‘’You were with the fans? Really? Well we were with the fans for 15 minutes and I didn’t know what happened at the last 5 minutes.’’ He shoots. Of course the last 5 minutes were spent by chasing me, you blonde freak.

‘’Fine, you got it this time. I’m sorry Niall.’’ Harry says. Oh, so the blonde boy’s name is Niall? I haven’t even heard that name before. What a really weird name. The Niall boy looks at me and asks, ‘’You?’’

He remembers me, exactly. I cough and directly speak, ‘’Yeah?’’

‘’I think I saw you before. Ahh, you’re L-‘’

‘’Luna.’’ Harry interrupts. Niall looks at me then back at Harry. ‘’Yeah, name’s Luna! Ypu were the one photographing us yesterday.’’ Niall says. I look at him awkwardly then to back to the floor, ‘’Um yeah?’’

‘’Yes, it’s nice to meet you. Can we just introduce ourselves in a more nicer way? Like, we can have a cup of tea after the rehearsals.’’ Niall smiles. I smile back, actually he’s a really nice guy. Minus his childish yet silly personality, of course.

‘’No need to Niall, you guys have introduced yourselves too well.’’ Harry says sarcastically. I look at him and whisper ‘’What the fuck?’’ but Niall quickly chuckles. ‘’Okay Harry, okay. Can we start the rehearsals then? Louis wants to have his lunch with Eleanor today and he doesn’t want to be late. He doesn’t want to disappoint her so yeah?’’

I choke. What? Eleanor? Who the hell is Eleanor? And that Louis doesn’t want to disappoint her? For a second I want to run to a bathroom and burst into tears.

My mood drops directly and I don’t really care when Harry or Niall tries to talk to me. I keep looking to the floor and Harry nudges me. ‘’Anything wrong?’’

‘’What? No, nothing. I just feel a little bit dizzy.. It’s been too hot here.’’ I lie. What a stupid kind of lie.

‘’Really? Too hot? Although you’ve worn those pair of hot black shortpants?’’ Harry smirks. I blush a bit. He just said that but here I am feeling sparks in my stomach.

‘’Yeah Harry, it’s not your business!’’ I say without looking at him. He will always get me with those green eyes, they’re kinda irresistible. ‘’Whatever, you’re going to watch me rehearsing with my mates.’’

‘’What? No actually I’m kinda hungry and I need to find a restaurant around here-‘’

‘’No need. There’s a lot of food there, or probably you can just take Niall’s food with you.’’ Harry cuts me with a laugh. Niall looks at me directly, but also jokefully, ‘’Don’t mess with my food or I’ll mess with you.’’

Harry looks at him, being slightly mad. ‘’She already has me to mess with her.’’