it's been two weeks since that day with froy.
and since me and harry started the break, we haven't spoken since.
i really miss him and regret doing the break.
i just need time to clear my mind about this fame stuff. i don't know what to do anymore. i don't wanna be famous, i mean if harry does thats fine, that's his choice. but it's not something i look forward too.
i've been getting dms saying harry is "slacking" and not on social media enough now that he found me. and i feel really bad. i've been replying to people telling them how sorry i was for it.
for two whole weeks i've been home just thinking about stuff.
i'm currently in the kitchen at the island, watching the tv from this distance.
our house is big not to brag but it's a pretty decent size.
harrys house is like a mansion, it's really bi-
"haylen, who are these people in front of my house they're was some following me today at work taking pictures and stuff" my mom aggravatedly said siting her purse on the counter.
"what are you taking about" i asked and she pointed towards the window and i got up and looked and it was paparazzi.
"oh god" i groaned closing the curtains walking back over to my mom who was drinking a now half empty cup of water.
she looked at me as if to ask for answers.
"uh- i- h- harrys famous" i stammered and she scrunched her eyesbrows.
"what"
"harrys famous. he was in a band called one direction they were number one in thirty seven counties, until harry left the group a month ago. and now that me and harry are dating i-i think...that i'm famous"
she didn't say anything but stared at me. "soo.. w-what. how- how?" i shrugged grabbing my phone and showing her the group.
her eyes widen as she watched harry in the music videos.
"unbelievable.... i'm not having these people out side my house. please do something. or tell harry " she rolled her eyes walking to her room.
tell harry? but we're on break...
i pulled out my phone to text him.
m-harry
H-yeah?
i almost instantly got a reply back.
m-what are you doing right now?
H-in the studio. can i call you?
m- no
m- i don't have time for that. why is paparazzi at my house my mom is pissed wtf did you do?
H- leave
m-what?
H-leave Haylen . go to a hotel or something for the night while i get this situated.
m-okay
H- i love you baby be safe
m- i will. i love you too
i walked to my moms room "mom harry said we have to go to a hotel while he gets it situated" she was already packing clothes in a duffel bag and i snorted.
"already prepared" she smiled and i laughed and walked up to my room and grabbed an outfit. my charger,laptop and a couple of snacks from my top drawer.
i walked downstairs my mom was sitting at the table biting her nail. and me pulling her hand out of her mouth.
it's a habit of mine.
"soo? your famous" she ask so calmly. she's always been calm is some situations so can understand better instead of lashing out like last time.
"i-i really hope not"
she nodded looking back over to the window and you could kinda hear the people shouting out questions and assumptions.
"how are we gonna get through them?" she asked and i haven't even thought about that.
"can't we just shove through them-"
"right cause their on our property. let's go" she putting her sunglasses on and got up shutting off all the lights in the house.
it wasn't dark at all cause it was light outside.
we opened the door and bam. flashes everywhere, my mom locked the door.
"there she is. haylen did you and harry break up?" "did you guys have sex yet"
"can we have an interview" "is harry releasing a song yet" "haylen" "Haylen" "is she your real mom" all the questions and name calling was very irritating.
i squeeze through a couple of them kinda pushing. "i'm so sorry" i mumbled to the lady.
they literally followed us to the car.
once we got in i locked the doors. and they started getting in front of the car so we couldn't move.
i'm starting to get so irritated. i rolled down the windows and blocked my face the flash is bright as hell
"what are you doing" my mom said holding my other arm. "could you guys tell me what's going on please"
"rumor has it that your harrys girlfriend. this is our job" a man said. i nodded "but it's very disrespectful , to just invade people privacy . i really have to go c-can you guys please move" i pointed to the two people in front of car.
and they moved "thank youu" i smiled and my mom drove off.
"that's hectic" i mumble putting my seatbelt on and putting my leg on the (thing).
"so harrys taking care of it" taking a left i nodded.
"yeah he said so" i mumbled and my phone buzzed.
H- you guys leave yet?
m- yeah
H-alright
i sighed leaning my head on the window. "i miss harry" i mumbled to her and she nodded "why what happened he's usually here everyday"
"were taking a break" and she looked at me quickly then back at the rode.
"oh that sucks. *chuckles* are you hungry" pulling up to mcdonald's drive through i nodded.
my mom ordered what i usually get.
we pulled up the window to get our food.
"ohhh my goshhh haylen" the girl about my age screeched and took a picture of me "oh my god i love you so much" she smiled.
and i smiled back at her "i love you too" she handed us the food.
"byeee" she smiled and i waved. what the fuck is happening?!.
"your famous" my mom shook her head smiling at me.
"i don't want to be" i mumbled and she nodded and we drove to the hotel and booked a room took a couple of pictures with people.
i layed in the hotel bed while my mom went to the bathroom.
i was on my phone watching the interview that harry had did two weeks ago that i didn't get to see. he's so adorable.
i smiled as he answered the questions.
"im going to bed" my mom smiled at me walking over laying in the bed.
i chuckled as she fell asleep quickly.
and i turned on my side and stared at the wall.
and i felt my eyes fluttering closed.
