Esmè's POV
I was walking down to Starbucks in my grey sweatpants and white v-neck when paparazzi mobbed me.
"ESMÈ, HOW IS HARRY!?"
"IS HE PLANNING ON PROPOSING?!"
Wtf? Even if he was I wouldn't know about it anyway.
"ARE YOU GUYS PLANNING ON HAVING A LITTLE STYLES?!"
oh hell no. I answered in my head.
I walked inside and ordered a Caramel Frappè.
While I was waiting, Luke walked in.
"Hey Luke." I smiled.
"Esmè." He answered bluntly.
I raised my eyebrows.
wtf?!
"What the hell crawled up your pants?!" I scowled.
"Unless you want that little boyfriend of yours to beat my ass again, you'd better shut up." He growled.
" hell to freaking no. You don't talk to me like that. You know what? I just won't talk to you at all anymore if it means you staying away from me." I growled back.
His angry expression turned into a sad one and my order was called.
"Goodbye Luke." I scoffed.
I grabbed my coffee and walked out.
Paparazzi mobbed me again and yelled at me.
I made it to my apartment in one piece and I sighed and put my coffee in the granite counter.
I turned on the TV and fell onto my couch.
'And Esmè Clarke was spotted at Starbucks this morning and there was a boy who didn't quite get along with her. They were seen yelling at each other and she finally had enough and left. Who is this boy? And what will Harry think?' The reporter said into the camera.
"Ugh!" I yelled and threw the remote at the wall.
I ran my fingers through my hair and heard a knock at my door.
I opened it up to find a fuming Harry.
"What the hell!" I yelled as he pushed past me.
I shut the door and grabbed my coffee.
I sipped it and he punched the wall.
I just watched his tantrum and sipped on my coffee.
His knuckles were starting to get bloody so I set my drink down and walked over to him.
"Harry stop." I said softly.
He kept punching the wall.
"HARRY STOP!" I yelled.
He stopped and looked at me.
"What did he want?"Harry growled.
"He just got an attitude with me so I decided to give him a taste of hi own medicine." I explained like it was no big deal.
At this point , I decided to stop caring.
That's why I'm acting like this.
"He needs to leave you alone." Harry scoffed.
"Why harry? Not every guy in the world had a perverted mind and wants to get in my pants. You need to stop being jealous of every guy that looks at me. Remember that I'm with you.....not them." I argued.
He came over to me and hugged me.
"I just don't want to lose you." He cried.
I felt a tear soak into my shirt.
My heart ached.
~later that night ~
Harry and I were watching Mortal Instruments when I got a text.
Unknown: come out into the hallway alone.
I furrowed my eyebrows and got up.
" I'll be right back babe. Lily needs me for a sec."
He nodded.
I walked into the hallway and someone pulled me into another hallway.
I was about to scream but a hand was out over my mouth.
"This is your last warning before I tell him all about your little secret." The voice whispered.
The hand was quickly removed from my mouth and I heard running.
Kendall.
{A/N}
Oh shit!
HAHHA Long Time No Update.
I am so sorry about that. But I will update tomorrow , if not tomorrow than Saturday.
Love y'all ❤️
~Katelyn~
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