Hey, Remember Me?

Chapter 5

*Harry's POV*

Tonight was terrific! No sarcasm added. I just saw possibly the love of my life, and she slapped me. If anything I should be mad at her. She never bothered to return any of my calls, or texts. I just can't believe she slapped me. Two years ago she probably wouldn't even hurt a fly. Something major had to of happened to her, but what?

" What's wrong Hazza?" Louis asked, concerned.   

" Nothing" i lied. We had a lot of busy work ahead of us. I couldn't ruin everyone's dream just for some stupid girl. He laughed.

" Come on. I'm basically your other half, tell boobear whats wrong." 

" It's nothing to your concern." I said, getting annoyed. He frowned

" Its that girl. Am I right?" He smirked. I looked away, blushing.

" AWWWW" Louis said really loud. Too loud actually. Everyone in the hotel suite looked at us.

" Its not like that" I mumbled

" Oh! then tell me what it's like Mr.Styles." He said winking.

" I just knew her." I said. Then to my surprise Liam butted in

" I knew she looked familiar. Like I knew her from some where." he grinned.

" Where you eavesdropping, Liam?" I asked.

" They don't call me Daddy Direction for nothing."  Liam winked.

" Ah! I remember her now! Didn't she come by your house once when we were there?" Louis asked.

" Yeah.." I said.

" Well, did you guys have a thing?" Louis asked and elbowed me playfully in the ribs.

" Nah. Nothing really. She's erm.. basically a .. good uh.. friend." I lied.

" I saw the way you looked at her Harry, She wasn't 'just a friend'" Liam stated and walked away. I sighed. Thanks Liam, no really thanks.

" okay. maybe we did, but it's all over with now, so can we drop it?" I begged.        

  " Hahaha. No we can't Curly." Louis said and ruffled my hair. I just have to get this over with. I trust Louis with my life, so I can trust him with my secret too.

" Fine," I mumbled " I met Madeline Rancic when I was 14. She was new to town and didn't have many friends. I wanted to be her friend so badly. Til this day I don't know why I did this, but I stood outside her house everyday before school and would walk with her. She didn't say anything to me. I did all of the talking. Mostly about myself. Finally one day she started talking. Since then she was my best friend. Honestly, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be here right now." everything came out in a rush.

" What do you mean you wouldn't be here?" he asked.

" Louis, she is the girl that inspired me to sing."

* Madeline's POV *

I laid down on my bed. It had been three days since I hit the one and only Harry Styles. Ever since the last day of school, yesterday, I have been laying on my death bed basically. I honestly don't know what to do with my life. I mean even if i did admit to myself that I still loved Harry it wouldn't mean anything. I'm not gonna see him again. I just wanna lay here and die. That seems like my only option at the moment. My phone buzzed and I picked it up. New Text Message From Carly!(: it read : Hope your feeling better! xx

Carly was a good friend, she knew when to leave me alone when I needed it and to talk she me when I needed it. I deiced to log onto Facebook. After looking through my notifications I decided nothing was new. I logged onto Twitter. 104 followers? Woop. Good for me. I clicked on my mentions it said: Trish123, Cray4Zayn, Grande1Dxo, and Harry_Styles were now following me. My brain didn't register it at first, What the fuck was that boy doing following ME? I should just block him before he does anything stupid. But that would be mean.Since when do I care if someone thinks I'm mean? Why is this boy changing me? Well, i would like to formally thank Harry Styles for making my life confusing, once again. My phone buzzed again. I had a mention from @Harry_Styles. ugh. here we go,

'@Madeline_Rancic Can we talk?' being pissed I replied something, not so nice.

'@Harry_Styles Why? So you can not call me again?' two minutes later my phone buzzed.

'@Madeline_Rancic What are you talking about? I called you everyday for almost two months, I gave up when you didn't call back' why was i even responding to him? He was talking out of his ass. I decided not to respond this time. I refreshed my mentions.

'Who is this @Madeline_Rancic chick?! someone please explain!'

'Why is @Harry_Styles tweeting a nobody? lol' These fans are total bitches.

  10 minutes later i got this:

'@Madeline_Rancic Can we at least meet for lunch or something. :( ' Damn that boy.

Two days later and I was getting ready for our formal reunion. Just like the first time I couldn't find anything nice enough to wear. I usually didn't care what i wore on dates. But for- Madeline Rose Rancic. You are not going on a date with that douche bag. That charming talented douche bag. With those deep sea green eyes that could make any girl blush. My knees felt weak so I sat down on my bed. Ugh. My life was easier when I was trying to convince myself that Harry was an asshole. Okay. I need to get my mind off of him. I decided to listen to the radio while I curled my hair. I went through not even 5 minutes of doing my hair I heard something very familiar.

" You don't know oh oh! You don't know you're beautiful oh oh! and that's what makes you beautiful!"

" There it is ladies and gentlemen a sneak-peek at the X Factor's boy band, One Direction, new single!"

I threw my radio out the window practically. I swear I can't go two hours without hearing about them.

I didn't want Harry to think I was trying too hard, not like I was or anything, so I went with this : http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=50357124 Not too dressy, but at the same time not too casual. Perfecto. The next part was the hardest part. Did I mention I was grounded? It's my fought though. I had to tell someone I slapped Harry, and there was no way in hell I was going to tell Carly that. I would have to explain everything to her and I felt like it was much easier with her being clueless. So I kinda told my mom. I know what you're thinking. Wtf? Why would you tell your mom? Well, my mom is pretty chill and I thought she wouldn't get mad. I forgot how she would always side with Harry when we had fights. So here I am grounded. Now that I think about it, I should've told Harry I was grounded. It would be a good excuse to make him not be able to see me. But for some reasons deep down, I kinda wanted too see him too.

I told Harry to pick me up at the end of the block so it would be less obvious that I was sneaking out. My plan was to slide down the tree right outside my window and then cut through the neighbors' backyards' until I reached the end of the street. I guess it didn't go too badly. I only fell once....okay, maybe three times. I stood at the cornor and waited. and waited. and waited. Where the hell is that boy? He was starting to piss me off already, and he hasnt even said two words to me yet! Finally he pulled up to the curb. I started to walk towards his car.

Well here goes nothing.