Chapter 2

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"How much longer do we have on this airplane before we get to wherever the hell we are going" I shout whisper to Lou Teasdale, the band hair stylist who is sitting next to me leisurely flipping through the issue of SkyMall the airline has supplied.

"Geez, Harry we should only have about an hour more and we should be landing, no need to get your trousers in a twist." She replies casually, still flipping through the magazine and snickering at some of the ridiculous things they sell inside, acting as if it was no big deal to be flying me to some unknown location for a reason I did not know.

But as you can see I do have a reason for 'getting my trousers in a twist' as Lou so nicely put it. Here I was on a flight from London to god knows where, all for 'a little vacation' as management had said. At first this sounded amazing, until I found out that behind closed doors they were calling it a detox.

What the hell was that suppose to mean? What did I need a detox from? I thought that life had been treating me pretty well lately. Different girl on my arm every night, out until 3 and 4 in the morning and getting to sleep till 2pm the next day, sounded pretty damn nice to me. But they thought I needed to slow down on the women and booze, saying it was getting a little out of hand. It wasn't like I didn't know my limits. Anyone would take advantage of the women and drinks if they were as famous and good looking as me too, any lad would be lucky to be in my position. They all thought it was a bad thing. I didn't quite understand. I mean I have standards it's not like I would fuck some random from a traffic stop or anything. I really didn't need another magazine headline saying 'Harry Styles receives Genital Herpes from Horny Hooker'. I can just imagine the fans reactions now, and it isn't good.

I mean none of the lads had ever complained about my behavior, at least not around me that is. Maybe they had secret meetings to discuss me? Where they ranted about how fucking messed up my life was? No they would never do something like that, I'm sure of it. The lads are the best, they would never try to go against me in any way. I hope. I mean I really have no bad behavior for them to be discussing anyway. I'm the poster heart throb with the personality to prove it! I mean I've had a few slip ups, but that's beside the point!

It was only a few times anyway, like that time where I fell off the small stage at a radio gig because I was still piss ass drunk from the night before, but really that's the only thing I can come up with. That really wasn't even my fault because nobody had been nice enough to inform me that we had a gig the next day when we had been partying the night before. There was also that one time with those 3 girls and the Jell-O shots and Louis walked in.... that was awkward to say the least. But besides that I hadn't been too bad had I? The only reason I had been acting up, if you could call it that anyway, was because of a certain girl whose name I won't mention due to the fucking gaping hole that she has already caused where my heart in located.

Apparently I must have been worse than I thought since they had decided to send me off for this so called 'Vacation' that I could already tell was going to be hell. If you asked me it really wasn't needed, I was in a perfectly good state of mind, even though I may have consumed a fair amount of alcohol last night. But hey what else is a famous eighteen year-old suppose to do, isn't that what the media tells us, drink, party, and repeat. I'm told, "Go have fun Harry, act like all the other famous 18 year-olds." When I do that though I'm just criticized, all I'm trying to do now is numb the emotions, not think about her. I just want it all to go away.

I am suddenly brought out of my thoughts by a bubbly, to the point of annoyance, voice coming over the intercom "Good afternoon everyone, we are now beginning our descent into St. Louis, Missouri, if you could all so kindly please fasten your seat belts and thanks so much for flying with us have a wonderful day and warm welcome to the Show Me state!"

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