Evermore

Chapter 10

Now home from lunch and the long hours of shopping Vera forced me into, I flop down on my couch. I'm exhausted. I decide to just go lay down and watch a movie until it's time for dinner but nothing seems too interesting on Netflix.

I open my twitter in pure boredom-something that rarely happens to me. Usually I keep myself so busy I don't have time to think of social media and I prefer to spend most of my time off my phone.

But now that the editing from the photoshoot was done and Vera was busy hanging out with Sawyer as much as possible before he leaves, I decide that now is a good time for an absent-minded scroll on the online world.

I open the app and am bombarded with notifications popping up every couple of seconds. I'm taken aback by how active twitter is right now and start scrolling through my timeline to figure out why.

Nothing seems to be happening that concerns the people I follow, so I head over to the trending page to try and figure out what all the commotion is about. My eyes widen at the very top of the page, a large photo of Harry and I from the dog park and the hashtag #hallie.

Reluctantly, I click the hashtag.

Millions of tweets pop up, causing my heart to drop and my stomach to churn. Reading through them pretty quickly, I try to get a sense of why this is suddenly trending. Soon I come across a video that seems to be of Harry at an interview on a red carpet. The caption tells me this is from last night.

"Harry, what will you be doing after the show tonight?" The interviewer singles out Harry, ignoring the rest of the band who just stand to the side talking amongst themselves.

"Uhm, I don't know really. Maybe go out for a couple drinks, maybe go home. Who knows?" he responds with his usual charm and skillful avoidance of the real question.

"You're up for multiple awards, which obviously you'll have no trouble taking home."

"Thank you," he responds, holding his bottom lip between his index finger and thumb. The first thing I notice is how incredibly bored he looks.

"Anything else you'll be taking home tonight?" The question makes my stomach churn even more and I immediately have a strong detest for this blonde woman who apparently has no boundaries. I notice I'm not the only one when all three guys quickly turn their heads to the woman behind the microphone.

"I don't know what you mean," Harry says, obviously annoyed as he runs his hand through his hair.

"Oh c'mon, Harry. Any lucky ladies you've got your eye on?"

"No one will be going home with me tonight," he shoots back, completely irritated by now.

"What about..." the interviewer ignores his clear annoyance and looks down at her notes. I already feel the panic rising through my body. "Miss Alessandra McClellan."

Fuck.

If looks could kill, this interviewer would be twice dead by the daggers Harry immediately shoots her, his stoic expression thrown out the window.

"Y'know we're really here to talk about music and the awards, not my love life. Thank you," he politely declines the question and walks away from the woman, leaving her completely speechless.

The video ends as the boys continue down the carpet, Louis placing a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder as the two shake their heads at each other in unbelievable annoyance towards the woman.

The tweets surrounding this video are insane. Some of them are immediately showing their detest of me and others are just confused as to who I am. Multiple photos of me are circulating about, including some paparazzi ones, and it seems they people know everything.