More Than Just A Sumer Fling (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 7

MADISON'S P.O.V.

Are all famous celebrities like this? Bipolar? A couple of hours ago Harry was exploding at me and now this jerk bought me dinner and took me to a beach. I glance over at Harry, who just finished licking his lips. I have to say, that scene was pretty hot. 

"So...you wanna take a stroll down the beach? Or we can get some ice cream or whatever." Harry asks me nervously. He then flips his hair. 

"I'm pretty full...let's just take a stroll" I tell him back.

"Ok" He replies. 

Over here by the beach, there's rarely anyone. Harry and i walk side by side down the beach and my eyes land on a homeless mother and her two daughters. They all look scared, lost, and unhappy. That could be my mother, me, and Hannah one day....

"A beach is not a home for humans!" Harry chuckles to himself as he pulls out 25 cents and drops it into the can of the mother of the two girls. 

"Harry, did you ever think of how many homeless shelters there are and how fast they fill up? Not everyone is fortunate enough to have a home or be super rich like you" I reply to his comment. He looks at me as if what i said was a joke and then realizes i wasn't joking. 

"Madison, i...i....i didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry" He stops and tell me. 

"You have to be more careful of what comes out of your mouth" I yell out in frustration. " I..i..i'm just not cut out for this job" I say sadly. There, i reached my boiling point, like Degrassi. I just can't deal with him anymore.

"Madison wait" He says as i angrily march away from him.

"No" I yell back. 

"Fine" he yells at me.

"Fine" I yell back.  

I watch him angrily march through the boardwalk with paparazzi flashing their cameras at him. I know for a fact how Harry hates paparazzi. Well, a famous, rich snob like him deserves it. Yeah, fuck you Styles.

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I sit on the sand holding my knees and listening to the calm waves of the ocean. It hasn't been nearly 10 minutes since he left me alone at this beach. Why is he so mean? Did he actually leave or is he going to come back for me? What's he doing now? I try to think about something else other than Harry, but i just can't. Did i really overreact? 

I then notice a bunch of guys laughing and playing volley ball. They're making their way towards me now, so i get up to leave just in case they know who i am. I can't deal with any questions or photo taking today. 

I begin to walk up the steep and sandy hill when a volleyball hits me right on my head. Once again, i was surrounded by darkness. 

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"Is she ok?", "dude, watch where you're hitting the ball next time", "im sorry! I didn't mean to!", "she's smokin hot", "cut it out", "I swear i know this irl"....were some of the voices i heard. I finally open my eyes and i see six guys huddled around me. They immediately back away except for one. 

"Did i pass out? Again?" I managed to say as i got up. I immediately felt dizzy and one of the guys caught  me as i almost fell. 

Golden brown hair, blue eyes, pinkish lips that looks absolutely kissable, and shirtless. Definetly considered beautiful. 

"Hey, my name is Tyler. I'm so sorry about your head! I got lost in an intense game of volleyball with my friends over there. I didn't mean to, honestly" He kept on apologizing.