Chapter 13 - On a date with Harry Styles

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„Thank you for an amazing date Harry,” Tessa said and intervened their fingers on the table. They were sitting at some low-key but classy restaurant and the food had been delicious. „It’s feels so right you know, being here - just you and me,” Harry explained. Tessa felt her cheeks redden and she grabbed her glass of wine to cover up she had no idea how to respond to that. But he was right. Just then she heard a familiar sound and her head snapped towards Harry. „Did you just take a picture of me?” „I have no idea what you are talking about,” Harry sent her an innocent smile which clearly was fake. Just as he was about to put his phone away so Tessa wasn’t able to delete the picture, which actually didn’t really matter since he already had tweeted it - his phone started ringing. „Sorry I have to talk this - I told the guys not to interrupt so it has to be important,” Harry apologized and Tessa nodded in understanding.

„Liam, what’s up? You know I’m in the middle of a date,” Harry sounded slightly annoyed. „What? Tomorrow already? Why!?” There was a break meaning that Liam was probably speaking. „But we were supposed to have a couple of days left here!” Harry ran his hand through his hair frustrated and kept stealing glances at his date. She felt more and more nervous. Was he already leaving again? „No I haven’t even mentioned it to her - I was just going to but I thought I had more time”.  „I know there’s nothing to do about it but that isn’t going to stop me from being furious,” Harry then said before hanging on without a goodbye.

„So are you leaving already?” Tessa asked and focused on her hands. „Let me just get the check so we can get out of here love,” Harry quickly changed the subject and called for the waiter. As they opened the doors to leave the restaurant they were overwhelmed by flashes and shouts. There were paparazzi everywhere. „Did you enjoy your dinner?” „Are you guys dating again?” “Harry, are you cheating on Kendall Jenner?” “Tessa, aren’t you dating Alex Pettyfer?” The questions kept coming and Harry pulled Tessa closer and she felt safer with his arm around her waist. As they got closer to the car the paparazzi were clearly getting annoyed at Tessa and Harry for ignoring them. „Tessa, want do you have to say about Hendall?” Tessa kept staring ahead despite of this guy putting his camera right up in her face.

Harry only let go of Tessa for a second to unlock the car and open the door for her but it was just enough time for the guy to violently grab her arm and turn her around to snap more pictures. „Ouch,” she whimpered as he tightened his grasp on her. Harry heard this and turned around instantly. „Oh shits gonna break loose,” another guy from the press stated and zoomed in on the event with his video camera. „Don’t you fucking dare to lay a hand on my girl ever again, I swear to God I will…” Harry was furious and as he was walking towards the guy Tessa laid her hand on his arm and tugged him away. „Let’s just get out of here Haz - he’s not worth it,” she tried convincing him. „He has to learn he can’t fucking touch you like that,” Harry continued completely indifferent of all the cameras rolling. „Can we just leave please? I want to enjoy the last time we have together here,” she begged and grabbed his hand. Harry huffed in aggravation but agreed to leave it be.

As they were on their way back to Tessa’s apartment where they had planned on spending the night Tessa brought up the phone call again. „So you’re leaving for Paris tomorrow already?” She asked and stared out the window. Harry gently put his hand on her thigh. „Management apparently arranged some big radio interview so we’re flying out tomorrow yeah. I had figured I would have more time here,” He snorted. „Yeah, me too. But that’s life.  I’ll miss you though,” Tessa tried not to sound too sad about the fact Harry, Perrie and the rest of the band were already leaving her life again. „Actually I have been meaning to ask you something,” Harry suddenly sounded nervous. „I wanted to know if you wanted to come to Paris with me. I mean with us”. He now pulled his hand away from Tessa’s thigh but she quickly grabbed it and started playing with his fingers. „I have work and it’s kind of late notice,” she mumbled. „I know but just try calling your boss - it can’t hurt to try right?” Harry asked so evidently hopeful that Tessa couldn’t help but agree.

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