Saving Him

Chaoter 6

As I stepped into the kitchen I watched as Harry paced back and forth.

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

He looks up at me with sad puppy eyes. "I need some help."

I stand, wondering why he came to me of all people.

"What's up?" I ask again.

He grunts while running his hands over his face. "Remember when we first met at the store and I was acting like a lunatic because of the tabloids?"

I nod motioning for him to continue.

"Well, i feel like I need a girls advice on that." He tells me.

" I already told you that all of it is trash." I say.

"My girl- ex girlfriend thinks that I impregnated some 30 year old waitress I met at a bar during one of our tour dates!" He yells flustered. I step back to give him some space.

He notices my hesitance and is quick to apologize. "I'm sorry, it's just that... I really love her and the guys don't know how to help and I don't have any friends that are girls so... Can you give me some advice."

I honestly feel bad for him. Knowing that the girl you love doesn't trust you must be heartbreaking. I mean I'm totally jealous of her for getting with him, but that's beside the point. Just watching him so defeated makes my heart ache.

"Okay sit down." I command pointing to the chair as I sit beside him.

He sits and looks up at me like I'm ready to preach some good news.

"You need to talk to her no matter what. Even if she closes doors in your face or locks her windows so you won't get in, you need to let her know your side of the story." I say to him.

"What if she doesn't believe me?" He asks quietly.

"If she trusts you and if you make a good effort then things should be right."

"But if it isn't?" He adds.

"Then it wasn't meant to be. She should know what she got herself into by dating someone in the business." I truthfully say. This boy needs bluntness. Not any fluff his bandmates have been feeding him.

"Thank you. Your boyfriend must be so lucky to have a smart girl." Harry says holding both my hands in his.

I laugh at what he said. "I don't have one, but thanks for the compliment." I say smiling at him.

"I have a feeling we will be best friends." He says as he gets off the chair.

"I'd like that." I say to him smiling.

He then pulls me into a hug, wrapping both his arms around my bare waist. My arms slide around his neck and I begin to mindlessly play with his curls.

"Maybe we should put some clothes on?" He whispers into my hair making me giggle.

We both step back and look at each other. His eyes roam my face.

"Friends?" He whispers.

"Friends." I reply.

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"Friends!" Anabel yells. "How could you just be his friend!"

We were both getting last minute fittings for the runway tonight. The theme is Heaven vs. Hell lingerie. Yes that means underwear. Right now I'm getting my angel wings bedazzled along with my night gown.

I glare over at Anabel.

"He has a girlfriend." I state.

"So what! You guys looked good together last night." She replied strapping her bright red stilettos on to match her devils night gown.