The Girl From My Past {h.s. au} #wattys2018

Q&A

Let's get on with this Q&A! It's gonna be pretty different...;)

"Alright people, get your asses in here." I demand, plopping down in my seat.

I look out at all you lovely people, smiling. Harry is the first to waltz into the room, making you all scream and yell.

He sits down in the chair beside me, kissing my hand with a quick hello. Rosie runs up onto the stage with Edward on her hip. She takes a seat next to Harry as Niall comes on with Edward in his arms.

Liam and Louis come out, followed by Edna. Everyone gets applauded until Zayn comes out. Some of you clap, others glare at him in suspicion. He only shrugs it off and slumps down in his seat.

Finally, Luci and Sarah (Harry's wife) come walking into the room. All of you turn to stare at them, some cursing as they walk by. Luci looks human now, and one of you mutter; "I think I wanna fuck the devil."

Once we're all seated, I grab my mic, smiling nervously. Harry pats my back, encouraging me.

"Um hello everyone. My name is Samantha." (Exposed lmao) "And I am the author of The Boy From 1917."

(Que the applause and cries of "YOU MESSED WITH MY EMOTIONS")

"And the author of The Girl From My Past."

"Plus some other books!" Niall chips in, making me smile and thank him.

"I'm here with the characters of my book to answer all of your questions." I finish as Harry waves, making you all scream your bloody heads off.

"Alright then, erm..." Harry begins, looking over at me for approval. "Any questions?"

Many of you jump up and down, raising your hands and yelling Harry's name. He chuckles at you all before pointing at someone.

"Yes, you. What's your name and question, love?"

You instantly jump to your feet, trying to swallow the scream building up in your throat. "I'm chonces21 and uh my question is actually for you, Harry. Are you ok? Why did you let that bitch touch you? You have big hands and beautiful muscles, fight her. Show her who's da boss."

Harry chuckles at you as you sit back down. His wife squirms uncomfortably in her seat.

"Thank you, babe. I'm fine. But to answer your question, I just won't hit a woman. Although it would be self defense, my mother taught me well and I would never go against her wishes. But thank you." He says, flexing slightly and winking at you.

Rosie just rolls her eyes at him. "Alright, next question please."

You all raise your hands again. Rosie carefully points to you, the one all the way in the back.

"Oh um..." You stand up nervously, as you didn't think you'd get picked. "My name is niallhxranbun and my question is for Zayn."

Zayn sat up straight, grabbing his microphone. You cleared your throat loudly.

"Are you still working with Luci lowkey? Cause I don't trust you that much."