Fangirl // Harry Styles

Chapter 27

Yes, what happened between Harry & Gemma is often used, but oh whale xD Enjoy<3

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Chapter 27 – Valerie’s P.O.V.

            Niall was driving me back home after our “first date.” It actually wasn’t that bad since Niall is a super genuine guy. We talked a lot about management and stuff like that, and I mean… He’s just Niall Horan. He’s a lovable Irish person. But then my phone rang right when we pulled onto my street.

            “Hello?” I asked curiously without looking at the caller ID.

            “Valerie, you have to help me. I need you right now and my sister just called and I’m on the side of the road and I don’t know what to do and—“

            “Harry, Harry, chill,” I said frantically as my eyes widened. Niall glanced over at me cautiously. “Calm down, Harry. What happened?”

            Harry sucked in a shaky breath on the other end. “M-My sister called me and-and I don’t know what to do,” he said, sounding as if he had been crying.

            “Where are you?”

            “I-I’m on the side of the interstate—“

            “Why the hell are you on the side of the interstate?” I exclaimed. Niall’s eyes went wide as he got the hint, turning the car around to head in that direction.

            “I-I’ll explain later, but please, Valerie,” Harry choked out, his voice barely above a whisper. “I need you right now.”

            My heart cracked at how desperate he truly sounded. Harry Styles needed me? I’m always the one who needed him, but now the tables have turned. No matter the reason, but damn idol just told me he needed me. My damn savior is pleading for me to come to him. He doesn’t have to tell me twice.

            “We’re coming, Harry, just stay where you are,” I said.

            “Please hurry, I’m freaking out,” Harry whispered on the other end before taking a loud sniff.

            After we hung up, Niall and I were completely silent as we scanned the road for Harry’s slender figure. My leg was nervously tapping up and down on the car floor, my mind wandering. Gemma called him? Why is he freaking out over that? I thought the two had a great relationship.

            “There,” I exclaimed as I jabbed my finger towards the skinny boy. He was sitting on the concrete wall, his head in his hands as he raked his fingers through his curls over and over again. He truly looked like he was freaking out.

            “Jesus,” Niall breathed out as he slowed, pulling over onto the side of the road. I had so many questions for this curly haired boy right now, but I pushed them aside as I jolted out the car.

            “Harry?” I asked nervously as I walked over to him.

            Harry’s head snapped up and my assumptions were proven correctly; he was crying. Small water droplets stained his cheeks as he sucked in a sharp breath, right before he circled his arms around my waist, burying his face in my hair. I didn’t even know what to do in this moment, so I rubbed his back and shushed him like he’s done me multiple times before. I hated seeing Harry—or any of the boys cry—so this was just as difficult for me as it was him.