Fangirl // Harry Styles

Chapter 25

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Chapter 25 – Valerie's P.O.V.

            I stood to go after Harry, but Jeff motioned me to sit back down. "He'll be fine," he grumbled. "He's a big boy."

            I exchanged worried glances with the boys, but they merely shrugged and returned the confused look. Pursing my lips tightly, I found myself twiddling with my thumbs. I should go after him. I know I should.

            "Now, Niall and Valerie. Because of Harry's ignorance with his contract, you two will be fake dating. I've made the schedule for you both and guidelines as to how quick you should both move. Valerie, you wouldn't even have to 'date' Niall if it weren't for Harry being seen with you so much. Because of this, if you completely disappeared, even more rumors would spark. There won't be a contract since this is only for the week, since the boys will be leaving on Friday for their Where We Are Tour. You are to follow each rule and follow them closely. If I spot any issues, I will contact the both of you. Understood?"

            Niall and I slowly nodded, me still chewing my bottom lip as Niall picked at his fingernails.

            "Can I... Can I please be excused?" I asked, not sure how to phrase the question.

            Jeff sighed, as if knowing why I needed to leave. "I suppose so, but do come back so I can give you your schedule."

            I nodded, jolting out of my seat and for the door. I walked down the hallway, then saw Harry in the lobby with his head in his hands, fingers tugging at his hair. He was sitting in a chair, looking down to the floor so I couldn't see his face. By the way he kept pulling his curls, I knew he was stressed.

            "Harry?" I said softly, inching towards him as I fumbled with my hands.

            Harry drug his hands down his face as he looked up at me. His hands clasped, pressing against his lips as he bit his knuckles.

            I sat beside him. "I'm sorry..."

            Harry gave me a faint smile, shaking his head. "Don't be sorry, Valerie. I've told you before that none of this is your fault."

            I frowned, looking down at my lap as I tried to figure out what to say. One question flew to my lips and it's been in my mind ever since Harry spoke to me. "Why me?" I asked quietly.

            Harry turned towards me at this, his eyebrows etched together in confusion. "Why you what?"

            I took a deep breath. "Why do you bother with me? Why did you even talk to me out of all the girls there? Why do I stick out to you so much?" I was absolutely petrified to hear his answer.

            Harry frowned as he turned fully to look at me. "I don't know how many more times you want me to tell you this, Valerie, but I'll say it as much as you want me to. You're different. Different from anyone I've ever met. Your personality is unbelievably contagious, you're adorable in every way humanly possible, I love the way you ramble, and you're downright gorgeous. When I saw you at the meet and greet..." Harry paused, a smile painting his lips as he shook his head. "When I saw you at the meet and greet, I was infatuated."

            I laughed at his word, shaking my head slowly as I looked towards my lap.

            Harry turned my chin to where our eyes locked. "You are beautiful, Valerie. A blind person could tell you that. I bother with you, because, well... I care. I care when you harm yourself. I care when you get sick. I care when you cry. I don't think I can tell you why I like you, but I know I do. And if we're being completely honest here, I don't want to leave in five days."