Better Than Words

Chapter 8

Jen's POV

When we were heading out of the lobby and I sighed. 

"make it look like you're throwing me out.. i'll cause a scene... make it look real.. so i can cover our tracks..." I whispered.

"Are ya sure?" he said. I nodded and fiddled with the zipper on my hoodie. Paul sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder. 

"You know Jennifer, this really is the last thing I want to do." he consoled gently

"I know.... but this is harry's career we are talking about.. I should have shut the blinds, this is my way of dealing with it.... please..." I said, softly. He pushed me roughly thru the doors.

"AND STAY OUT!!" he shouted.

"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME FROM HIM!! HE LOVES ME!! YOU'LL SEE!!!" I shouted angrily.

"YEAH KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT DARLIN!" he bellowed then stepped back inside the doors. He gave me an apologetic look then walked away.

I sighed and grabbed my bag and turned to the paps taking pictures. 

"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT??!?!? GET DA HELL OUTTA MUH WAY!!!!" I shouted going for a taxi.

"How do you feel about potentially ruining Harry's relationship with his fans?! Did you deliberately get him drunk?! Does he hate you after what happened?!" All these questions and more were verbally thrown at me and I was about ready to deck somebody.

"Harry had nothing to do with this.. it was me.. i refuse to let go.... he'll come back to me someday...." I said, before getting in the taxi and slamming the door, telling the driver to hurry off.

I let my head fall against the glass of the window and swallowed hard to hold in my tears. This is SO not fair, Harry's the love of my life and now I'm not allowed to be with him because his stupid little fans cannot handle the fact that their precious Harry is taken by someone not them.

My phone rang and i answered it without thinking, sobbing my heart out. "He... he.. hello?" i cried.

"Hey it's me, I was just checking to see if you got out okay." said that beautiful deep voice.

"I'm o... o.. kay.." I sobed, "This isnt fair."

"Yes it suck balls babe, but your safety is more important then my happiness right now." he mumbled.

"But yor happiness is the reason i am so good to you baby, i ove you..." i pouted.

"And I love you more than Niall loves Nandos and Louis loves being annoying." he admitted. "But I could never live with myself if one of my fans hurt you."

"I know babe, bur with you or the crazy stalker ex girlfriend, they hate me and are gonna come after me babe..." I said

"Yeah well I hope they realise that now you're gone, so is my muse which means my performances are bound to suffer." he said.

"They will soon enough babe..." I said, softly, "I miss you already..."

"I missed you the second you left the room." he sulked. "Yeah and he's come crashing into our room because he's lonely." and Irish accent said on the other line.

"Awww honey..... you interrupted THEIR naughty time.. it's too early for the irishman.." i giggled.

"Ehhh he'll get over it, I'll just make him some food later on." Harry snickered.

"Yum, but i refuse to get dress or let go of my nessie and stop snuggling," niall's craby voice said.

"Ewwwww Nialler I really didn't need to know about you being in your birthday suit." I moaned. "I don't need the mental images of my brother in law."

"Then he chose the wrong room.." niall laughed.

"Like the rest of them would be any better. I just figured you wouldn't go into detail about everything like Louis or Zayn would." Harry said.

"Good point.. anywas babe, i'm almost to the airport, i probably shouldn't be on the phone with ya when i get out.. far too suspicious..." i siad, softly, feeling the tears well up again

"They wouldn't know that it was me you were on the phone with, just don't say my name." Harry explained as if it were plain as day.

"OH honey... i know..... but jsut to be safe okay? i'll keep you on the line, but tuck my phone away so i can pick back up once im in privacy..." I suggested. Let harry here the bull crap then he'll get angry enough for the both of us.

"Okay." he sighed. "Be careful though, don't let anyone see the caller ID."

""Ill tuck it in my pocket babe..." I said, and stturned my screen only off then tucked it in my pocket before I stepped out of the taxi. "there she is!!!" I heard. Great.. here it comes.. stupid vultures...

"YOU SLUTTY BITCH!!!" i heard. NOPE! fans. SHIT!

All I can say is thank goodness for Paddy. If he hadn't have been around I probably would have been turned into road kill ravioli and serves in some Italian restaurant or something. Yeah I still had to hear the verbal crap, but due to the bulk security guard, my body was safe.

"Back off her ladies.... she's going home.... and until you guys give her some space.. i'm going wiht her... now STEP BACK before i have you all arrested.." he barked,

"I'm sorry you have to endure all of this." I said gently once we were behind the safety of the glass doors.

"NOt a problem darlin. I promised to keep you safe.. an di plan to keep that promise..." he siad.

He looked back over his shoulder and shook his head angrily. "Between you and me, I wouldn't mind putting some of those girls in their place. I can understand being huge fans of the boys, but to be so possessive of them to the point where they threaten every human seen with them; it's wrong in my book. If my daughter did what those fans have done to you and the other girls; she'd be lucky to see the light of day again."

"Awww, tanks Paddy..." I smiled, nudging him, then reached or my phone in my pocket. "Honey. you still there?" I cooed.

He was still there, however he wasn't using words. Instead he was growling like an angry lion. "Harry Styles use your words." I laughed.

"I coudl just strangle them.. all of them..." he growled. "Oh honey.. it's okay..." i cooed. "And dont use my name baby, someone will hear..." he said, softly.

If I'm completely honest, I was almost at the point where I could care less about if people ofver-heard me or not. But by the same token I wanted to respect Harry's wishes. What he wanted would always come before what I wanted.

"sorry babe..." i said, softly, "I love you.." "I love you too... i got a stupid interview in an hour, and I know they're gonna ask me questions, so if you listen, just remember that i have to say teh things i am gonna..." he siad.

I sighed heavily. "I know, you gotta do what you gotta do right?"

"Just know i love you... so fucking much," he cursed.

"Well if you're cursing then you must be telling the truth." I teased.

"Yup, precisely..." he chuckled, "I curse for emphasis...."

"Why do you need to feel the need to emphasise something I already know?" I smiled as I caught sight of my gate in the distance.

"Cuz i like to make sure.. call me the moment you land... please? and tell my mum i miss her..." he said, softly.

"Cross my heart and hope to die, you're the apple of my eye." I cooed, "Jeny translation means I promise."

"I figured as much.. love you babe... talk to you soon!" he said, and we hung up as I handed the lady at the gate my ticket.

She scanned it under the machine and handed it back. "Enjoy the flight." she chirped with a sickly sweet smile.

"Thanks," I said. Enjoy it.. i'm leaving my man behind, everyone hates me, this flight may be my only peace and quiet for a while....

"We will sort this out Jennifer." Paddy encouraged as we taxied away from the gate. "You'll see Harry again before you know it." All I could do was nod and lean my face against the tiny window. I just wanted all of this to be over so I could be with Harry in peace.