Fangirl // Harry Styles

Chapter 26

Short/Boring chapter >_< Oops, sorry guys c; It's kind of a filler, so erm... yeah ;P Enjoy<3

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Chapter 26 – Harry's P.O.V.

          I was shaking I was so pissed. I was so enraged at the fact that I can't even be seen with Valerie in public anymore. This is serious. They're threatening the life of the band over a fucking relationship. It's stupid. It's childlike; totally immature. I'm nineteen, soon to be twenty, and I can't even date who I want. I can't even like who I want. I can't even do anything without getting fucking picked to death.

            It was the first day of Niall and Valerie's "dating" plan; January 27th like the schedule had said. They were walking around the park right now, holding hands and laughing for the cameras. I wanted to be the one holding her hand. I wanted to be the one laughing and walking with her. But no, I can't be a normal teenager.

            So here I am, sitting on the couch and waiting for Kendall to get her ass over here. Our schedule calls for a walk around the mall, and I know it'll end in me buying the girl whatever she wants. It always happens that way. She has money, but with the cameras around, it's the "gentlemen" thing to do to buy the girl's things. And don't get me wrong, I'd buy the girl's clothes for her... If she were Valerie.

            But this is Kendall and Kendall is no Valerie. Not even close. Their personalities are incredibly different, their looks don't match up, and Kendall isn't bubbly and cute like Valerie. Kendall is more sophisticated, making sure every speck of her looks perfect for the cameras. Valerie is more carefree, not catching a single word of her ramble that slips out her mouth, but she covers it with that adorable giggle and her countless apologies. Two different kinds of people and one clearly has my heart.

            I actually haven't seen Valerie since yesterday, but I'm writing that song for her. I have to finish it before we leave. I have to sing it to her. She has to know that I'm not going to leave and forget her. I don't think forgetting her is even possible.

            There was a knock on the door, causing me to jump ten feet in the air as I tucked my notebook away. Sighing, I raked my fingers through my hair and opened to door to find Kendall smiling. Don't get me wrong, the girl is beautiful, but she's not the beautiful girl I want to be seeing.

            "Hey," she said quietly, slowly waving.

            "Hi," I murmured, grabbing my coat as I shimmied it on. "Are you ready?"

            Kendall bit her lip, slowly nodding. I didn't mean to sound harsh, but damn... Management is enough to drive anyone crazy.

            The elevator ride was awkwardly silent, but neither of us brought attention to it. I will admit, I had minor feelings for this girl before Valerie came along. But damn, Valerie just had the power to make those small feelings disappear as if they were never even there. It made me realize that I really don't like Kendall; I was just trying to trick myself into thinking this fake dating thing might not be so bad. Hell, as much as I hate to admit it sometimes, I'd rather be with Taylor again that be stuck with Kendall. It just gets that irritating sometimes. Not always, but it just gets old.

            Paparazzi was hounding the doors to the lobby as always. Groaning, I did as I was supposed to and wrapped one arm around Kendall's waist, pulling her into me. I can't believe management flew her all the way to Florida just to keep the rumors of us dating alive. We still haven't "confirmed" it, and we never will since it's not real. But the people don't know that. In fact, it pisses me off that they're making me lie to my fans. Seeing their tweets every day about the dating rumors just makes me feel even worse about myself. I hate lying to them. After all they do for us and I'm forced to return them with lies. I fucking hate it.