A week passed and I still hadn't met up with Emma yet. I stayed away from her because I didn't want Management to see us together because if that happened, I would be in heaps of shit. So to save myself, the only friend I've really seen or been allowed to hang out with is Jacob. Fun life.
My next PR stunt was today and I was supposed to go to the Burberry show that Kendall was going to model for. This would be a big 'surprise' and have the media's attention on us. What I didn't realise was that Emma also modelled for Burberry. She had actually been the face of it once!
Oh well. I got dressed in a white t-shirt with random hands printed on the shirt. I was also wearing some skinny jeans and some black shoes. I knew that the shirt was pretty weird but it still looked alright.
I got into my Jeep and drove to the venue. I decided to tag Jacob into this mess as well so I would have someone by my side if I'm a loner. 20 minutes later, I stepped out of the car with Jacob and got surrounded by the paps. Everyone was calling out "Harry Harry! Look over here!!" Those shouts were completely fine but then there were other shouts about my non-existent love life.
"Harry are you here to see Kendall or Emma?!" What? Emma's here?
"Harry why are you leading them on! That aint right!" I really wanted to punch them in the face but thankfully, I have self-control. I smiled at the cameras and walked off as soon as I could. Jacob just laughed at me because he knew how fake my smile was.
"Man! I would hate to be you! Haha oh man" He was laughing his butt off. Just great.
"Whatever. Come on, let's go and get the good seats before people start piling in" I replied.
We walked inside and made our way to the chairs at the front row. There were quite a few people inside already so we made our way to the front row. There were seats reserved for us because of our celebrity status and I made them give a spot to Jacob. We sat together and waited for the show to start. More people came in and 5 minutes later, the show was ready to start.
The lights around us dimmed out and the catwalk was like up with lights. Music was playing loudly and the show was set to begin. Model after model after model piled out and I still hadn't seen Kendall yet. I didn't even know what to do when I saw Kendall. Was I supposed to whistle or something? Man I hate this.
"Hey Harry" Jacob whispered.
"What?"
"Who's the girl you like?"
"What girl?"
"The one you're seeing?"
"Kendall?"
"No the other one"
"What other one"
"The one you invited to go on tour with"
"You mean Emma?"
"Yep"
"Why?" I asked
"Because she's on the runway right now" What the frick was he on about?
I looked down the catwalk and Jacob was right. Emma was walking down the bloody runway. She was wearing a yellow dress that lightly clung onto her curves. She had a floppy hat on and had a white shoulder bag. Her heels were also white and she was looking straight ahead. Well of course she would be geez. What was I thinking?
Then Jacob did the most unexpected thing at that specific moment.
"HEY EMMA! HARRY STYLES HERE REALLY FANCIES YOU!!" Holy shit no.
I punched Jacob pretty hard in the arm.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
"You basically yelled out that I love Emma!"
YOU ARE READING
Half A Heart {h.s slightly au}
Fanfiction"This next song... it's a song that I wrote for someone who I love dearly. She's the girl who means everything to me. She's my whole world. I love her to the moon and back. It's dedicated to my one and only... Emma Watson" - H.S