Not Just A Fan

Not Just A Fan - Chapter 22

You could tell most of the people didn’t know me yet. I mean I had started school here on what? Monday? Come on Harry! They won’t find me. My friends looked at me. I couldn’t tell if they were jealous, pissed, or really shocked, but no matter what it was, I’m going to be heading in the other direction. I started walking away but Whitney grabbed my hand.

“Here she is!” Bethany screamed. Well, I’ll be looking for new friends. Everyone in the stands turned to look at me. At this point I’m not sure who I hate more. Whitney for updating my twitter, Harry for showing up here, or Bethany for blowing my cover. Everyone looked over at us. I had never seen a high school football stadium go dead silent until that night. I couldn’t get away now. Harry knew I was here. Well, he knew I was here before he got here, but now he could see me.

“Let go.” I whispered to Bethany shaking my head.

“What you don’t want to see your ex?” She asked. Oh my god. I hate this girl. “Come on.” She grabbed my arm tighter and Whitney grabbed my other arm and they forced me to walk over to him. Honestly, this was embarrassing. I wish I could have disappeared. I mean if you were in my situation, you’d probably feel the same way. These girls were looking for their 15 minutes of fame and they were getting it. I decided to just walk there because I did not like being forced and I guess I had no where to hide at this point. We walked on the field and walked over to Harry. These girls were fixing their hair and putting on beauty contestant smiles, where as I was walking like a guy, not giving a shit about how I looked, and not smiling because right now I didn’t know if I should be happy or really upset. I mean, yes I love Harry, but what happened was bad. How could I forgive him? 

“Hello.” He smiled at me and put the mic down.

“What are you doing here?” I was stunned. I mean not by his presence, more by him using every power he had in this whole world to track me down everywhere. 

“Looking for you.” He smiled. I shook my head.

“Let’s go. Now.” I hated being the center of attention. Thankfully the paparazzi wasn’t here, but with the number of smart phones in the stands it would be smart for us to get out of here.

“Couldn’t wait to see me again I suppose?” He gave me a cheeky smile. He seemed too happy to see me again.

“No. You’re attracting too much attention to the new girl and I give it five minutes before the paparazzi get here.” He realized what he was doing after I said that.

“Can we go back to your house?” Couldn’t we have discussed this in the car, considering there’s a stadium full of people watching us.

“Yes. Now come on.”

“Should we take your friends?” They looked at me hoping I’d say yes. Not in this life.

“No.” I shook my head as I whispered it to him.

“Why not?” He whispered back getting close to me.

“They’re not my friends.” I whispered so quietly to him.

“We have to kiss. The whole place is waiting for it.” He smiled wide.

“Fine.” I kissed him. I missed his lips. I ran my fingers through his hair and I felt his hand on my back. The whole place went up in cheers. Leave it to Harry to even have to put on a show at my high school’s football game.

“Let’s go.” I said and we quickly rushed off the field with security following us back to Harry’s car. 

“Why the hell did you come here?” I was sitting next to him in the back seat as the driver was bringing us to my house.

“I couldn’t leave you. You know that.” Harry said. Tears filled his eyes. I hugged him right before his tears spilt over. “You can’t expect me to forget you. I would give up everything for you.” He cried which made me cry because seeing Harry cry was really sad. So there we were crying. I mean I wanted to be with him. It was just management.

“We will make this work.” I whispered to Harry with our foreheads touching.

“I can’t watch you walk away again.” Harry wiped tears from his eyes. I kissed him. I missed him too much to ever let him go. “Management will have to deal with a lot more than just me if they think we aren’t going to be together.” 

“What do you mean?” I wiped a tear from his face. He was so perfect. Every girl wishes they were me and right now I wouldn’t want to be any other girl in the world. 

“They’re on our side. I got the boys on our side.” I smiled at his words. It’s going public wether my manger or my publicist or anyone says no, because you’re my everything and I’ll never live another day without you.” He kissed me. It was perfect. Everything was perfect. I wouldn’t want to be anybody else.