I woke up in Harry's arms. My heart was racing and I breathed in his scent. I snuggled into his chest and tried to calm my breathing.
"Mia." Harry whispered.
"I love you." I replied.
My voice was croaky. He laughed softly and pulled me closer.
"I love you too." He whispered.
Fast Forward Two Weeks
I woke up in Harry's arms again. He was still asleep. Very carefully I climbed out of the bed and ran to the bathroom. I leaned over the sink and stared in the mirror. Bags under my eyes, acne, bed hair, cracked lips, uneven skin tone, messed up teeth and weird nose. How could Harry like me!? I'm ugly, that all. Tears began running down my cheeks and I sat down on the ground. There are so many girls, so many rumors. I can't take it. Every time we are in public he gets bombarded with girls and posters. His Facbook page is littered with hearts and he gets love letters every day. Worst of all he most definitly did flirt with all the girls and had a lot of admirers that were prettier than me. I cried quietly for a little before I heard voices.
"Where's Mia?" Louis asked.
"I think she went to the bathroom." Harry muttered.
"Okay, you want breakfast?"
"Yeh."
I head their footsteps and voices disappear. I realized I was being silly. I wiped my tears, washed my face and ran down stairs. They were in the lounge room. I ran in and sat next to Harry.
"Morning!" I sung.
"Hey! We're going to the mall today, wanna join?" Liam asked.
"Love to!" I beamed.
After a little breakfast I changed into my skinny jeans, t-shirt and vest. I ran back down and climbed into the car.
"Which mall?" I asked.
"Central." Louis replied.
I nodded. We soon arrived and the guys pulled up their hoods and slid on their shades.
"Harry! Did you have to wear the Jack Wills hoodie, everyone will know!" Zayn complained.
"It'll be fine." He said.
We climbed out of the car and began towards the mall. Then it happened.
"LOOK! ONE DIRECTION!"
I let out a squeal and the boys scrambled to get back in the car but were too late. They were bombarded with girls. They shoved paper forward and screamed and shouted. I was pushed and shoved out of the way. I took one step back and I was suddenly out of it all. I stood back and watched the boys rush around, signing paper and hugging random fans. Tears ran down my cheeks as I watched. Not one of them were looking for me. I didn't expect Zayn, Liam or Niall to, but Louis usually did, and Harry. He didn't even look like he cared. He was grinning and happily signing. I began to take gulps of air and the tears were warm and heavy. I tried not to screw my face up as I ran away. I just ran into the nearest shop to get awway from it. Their song was playing, Gotta Be You. I scowled.
"It's never 'only you'." I muttered.
I ran back out and began walking along the cold street. Screaming girls passed me running up to the band. I finally got home and ran up to my room.
(A/N: Sorry it's a bit short!)
