Amnesia

2- Paparazzi and Management

Word Count: 258

Harry's POV

I say my goodbyes to my mum and the boys lead me downstairs, out the front doors, and before I know it, cameras are being shoved in my face.

They're shouting my name.

"Harry!"

"Harry where were you for the past week?"

"Got a new girlfriend?"

"Is the new album coming soon?"

"Harry, over here!"

"Harry!"

All the bright lights, the shouting... It's too much.. I can't..

A hand grasps my shoulder, making me jump.

"Don't worry Harry, it's just me." Liam mumbles in my ear.

I barely understand him... It's all too much..

Bright lights..

Shouting..

Too many people around me..

After I don't know how long, we finally make it to the car. I can breathe again. Thank God.

Louis takes my hand, noticing my panicked face.

"You alright Haz?" He asks me.

I can still see all the bright lights dancing in my vision so I blink them away.

I swallow a large lump in my throat.

"Y- Yeah. I'm f- fine." I mumble.

"I know.. It's a lot to take in. But you'll do fine." Liam said.

We soon make it to a large building which I assume is where Management is.

"Welcome to hell!" Niall says in my ear.

I gulp nervously. Hell? Is it really that bad? Are they going to hate me for getting amnesia? Please say no.

"Shut it Niall. You're scaring him." Liam scolded.

"Sorry mate." Niall said, putting a hand on my shoulder.

We walked up the stairs and opened the door..

To hell.

AUTHORS NOTE

Yes I know this one is short.. It's kinda like an information chapter. But I'll be posting the next chapter soon so don't worry.

CHAPTER QUESTIONS

What do you think Management will think of Harry?

What do you think Management has to say?

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