Forgive and Forget

Of all the places

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"It's everything about you, you you.

Everything that you do, do, do

From the way that we touch baby

To the way that you kiss on me

It's everything about you." - One Direction (Everything About You)

Chapter 8

Kelly

The rest of the car ride was silent yet comforting. Liam and Bridget played cards with Louis and Melissa and Zoey. Niall talked with Zayn and Adriana, and Harry and I just talked about our favorite things. I wasn't really nervous at first, but as we started to slow down before pulling up to the sidewalk where the carpet was for us, I freaked out big time. I'm not use to being in the spotlight like this! Harry and Caroline Flaack got stalked all the time when they went out!

I felt my hand get squeezed. "You okay Kelly?"

I tried to push away those thoughts. My eyes followed the movement of the sea of people with cameras near the carpet. "Yeah just not use to this much attention.."

The car rolled to a stop, Louis and Melissa got out first waving to the crowd with big smiles and arms linked. Zoey leaned over to kiss my cheek before Niall started getting out of the car.

"Don't worry. I'm scared too. But Harry's got you Kelly so just follow his lead."

Adriana squealed getting out first. Zayn laugh as he laced their fingers, heading through the crowd.

"If you feel sick or anything I can -

"Liam. Don't put stress on yourself Harry can take care of Kelly alright? You deserve a break too." Bridget got out, Liam sighed happily wrapping her in his arms as they too headed towards the house.

Harry smiled a little. "I've got you Kelly. I promise."

I smiled back. "I trust you."

I can do this.

He held the door open for me as I ducked my head careful not to hit the top of the car. As soon as Harry got out, his fingers found mine once again. Then the comments and questions started.

"Harry can you tell us who she is?" One guy asked, the camera pretty much almost touching my nose. I leaned back so my face wouldn't touch the lens.

He wrapped a comforting arm around me. "This is Kelly, my girlfriend." His grin make my heart beat uneasily.

"Does she know about Caroline Flaack?" Another reporter asked. Who doesn't know about her?

"Is she a long term friend from home in Britain?"

"What ethnicity is she?"

"I heard your into African American girls now. Is she mixed Harry?"

"Where did you meet her?"

"Are you worried about her receiving death threats from angry fans?"

These questioned didn't stop until after a butler had shut the door for us blocking out the remaining noise. The music carried all through the house, people sitting and talking while others danced. Harry held my hand, as we walked through crowds to the back porch where the beach party was being held outside. A bonfire went on not far from us, people chilling and relaxing in the sun.