Two Ghosts// Harry Styles

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Madeline's POV

"Former One Direction Star Harry Styles halts solo tour after being held hostage in hotel room by a fan,"  the TV goes on. "Tour manager Madeline Young also confirmed to be in the same hotel room the night of the attack just days after being spotted outside an abortion clinic."

I fought off the urge to throw the remote into the TV as I sunk further into the couch. Harry was going live on the news today to explain the whole hotel thing and I had to watch. I knew they were going to pester him with questions about me.

"Luckily today, we have Harry here today to answer our questions," she said as Harry peeked from behind the curtain. "Harry Styles, everyone!"

He came out as everyone cheered for him, waving at the crowd before situating himself on his chair. He intertwined his fingers in his lap before smiling at the interviewer.

"Hi, Harry," she smiled at him. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm a bit tired, but other than that, I'm doing okay." He nodded.

"You had an awfully scary night the other day, didn't you? You want to talk about that?"

Harry cleared his throat before sitting up straighter. "I was in my hotel room with Madeline, as you know, and we heard someone banging on the door. We shrugged it off because we thought it was fans, security would escort them out. But the door opened and a man stood there with a knife."

"Wow, really?" The interviewer said as if she was shocked. She already knew the whole story.

"I was frozen, I didn't have any idea what I was supposed to do in this situation, but Madeline dialed security and managed to talk him down," Harry said, smiling softly, looking at his lap. "She was so brave and I was chickening out in the corner while she got the knife from him. If it wasn't for her, I probably wouldn't be sitting here."

Now, he was extending the truth a bit too much. I smiled at his words, brushing my hair from my face.

"On the subject of Madeline, people want to know what she was doing outside an abortion clinic," the interviewer said as pictures of me came up. "And what you were doing with her."

I sat up on the couch, watching as Harry looked back at his management team. This wasn't apart of the questions, they've surprised him.

"Uh..Madeline's business isn't apart of yours, but if you must know," he said, getting slightly angry. "One of Madeline's close friends was going there and Madeline asked for support alongside her, so of course, I went with her."

"And you two aren't in a romantic relationship?"

"Ellie is my best friend, it doesn't matter if  we're in the friendzone or not, it just matters that the both of us are safe and mostly unharmed." Harry said, gripping his fingers tightly.

"Mostly unharmed?"

"Well, Madeline cut her hand going for the knife, not that it matters," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. "She saved the both of us and I am forever grateful."

I smiled at him through the TV before shutting it off. I was about to take a shower when Harry burst through the hotel room, angrily running his hands through his hair.

"Harry? What's wrong?" I asked, going over to him as he sat on the couch.

"Do you see what they did?" he huffed. "They didn't even care that our lives were in danger they just wanted fucking gossip."

"Hey," I said, running a hand over his shoulder. "It's all right, babe."

"No, it's not!" he frowned. "We could have died and they just want to know if the two of us are having sex."

"Well.."

"Shut up." He chuckled, nudging me with his elbow.

"You did great, H," I said, turning his face to look at me. "Handled it better than most would."

"Thank you." He chuckled, meeting my eyes.

I kissed his lips softly, brushing his hair back from his face. "You look really hot in this shirt, babe."

"Hm, thank you." He said again, pressing my lips against my nose.

"I was just about to take a shower," I said to him. "Care to join?"

"Would I ever." He smirked, his hand grabbing mine as I started towards the bathroom.

"Wait, my hand." I frowned at my wrapped hand.

"We've got plastic bags."

"Right, thanks babe."

He kissed my lips softly before smiling again. "I love you more than anything, Ellie."

"I love you too, Harry."