My Sister is Harry Styles's 'Girlfriend'

Chapter 40

(Hannah's POV)

"You ready?" He asks, zipping up his bag.

"Unfortunately." I sigh and drop on the bed next to bag.

"What's wrong, Darling?" I feel lips on my forehead.

I feel a shiver run through my spine when I hear him speak. That word. Darling.

"Nothing. Let's just go, we'll be late for the plane."

He just nods, grabs the two bags, and we head off to the airport. As soon as we step a foot out of the car, we are immediately drowned in the flashes of cameras and questions from shouting reporters. I am blinded and stop in my place. I hear Harry call out for me before lacing my fingers in his and leading me into the building. When we enter, my eyes are still a bit blurry.

"What happened out there?!" Harry snaps.

"What? Nothing, I was just blinded by the lights." I say.

"Well, you should've gotten used to them."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's not like I'm always either at home or at Uni. It's not like it's been a century since I've been surrounded by so many lights because of the stupid fact that we have to lay lower than we already did."

"Let's just go." He lets out an angry breath.

What's wrong with him? He was fine in the morning. Now, he's just angry for nothing. He snapped at me and that's not what he would've done normally. I run a hand through my hair and walk behind him until we reach the cafeteria we're supposed to meet in. Glancing at the clock, it's time.

With disgust, I grab my phone and open Snapchat. After adjusting the camera, I try to smile, but I don't. I just think that this whole thing is stupid. Why should I fly all the way to New York just to help my boyfriend surprise his fake girlfriend for their fake sixth month anniversary. Not only that, but I have to document the whole thing. Why? Because they want people to say that Harry and Mackenzie are goals. Well... they aren't. They aren't even together for God's sake. It's just a stupid contract that's stopping me from showing off my beautiful boyfriend. It's stopping me from showing the world that I actually fell in love for the first time.

Secret relationships... I've read a lot of stories about them. Novels, fan fictions, real life stories. They never end good. You always end up hurt. Even if you don't break up, you're hurt by seeing them out in the world living their life as if you're not there. Because in the world's point of you, you're not.

"Hey, Han!" Maria appears.

"Hey." I fake a smile.

"What's wrong?"

"What? Nothing."

"Sure?"

"Yeah."

"I know you, Hannah. Something's not right. But, I won't push."

"And that's why I love you." I smile.

She just smiles and hugs me.

"Did you do the announcement?" She asks.

"No. You?" I ask.

"No. Come on. Let's do them now."

I start the video and smile.

"Hey Guys! So, I'm here at the airport and heading to NYC. Why? Check out the live video I'll upload in a few minutes. Bye!" I say.

I post it and watch as Maria does the same. As I look at the ordering station, I see Harry letting out a breath and running a hand through his hair as he talks to Louis. I love watching him. That makes me sound stalkerish, but I don't care. I enjoy seeing him be himself. He's just so beautiful. An angel, that's what he is. The moment he looks my way, our eyes lock, and I immediately look away. If I see his eyes, I'll soften, and I want him to know that snapping at me for no reason is not acceptable.