The Run Away Girl || Harry Styles

Announcement + Chapter 20

Heyyyy guys!

So obviously I haven't updated in a while. I am having a really hard time getting into the plot and making time to get on wattpad. BUT I have had an incredible repsonse to my fanfic considering it is my first and only one.

When it comes down to it, I am ready to move on with other stories and ideas, but I don't want to let you guys down. So here is what I'm thinking...

I'll write a very short chapter 20 here, and you guys let me know what you think. If I get a really good respose with this chapter, I will keep going. 

If not, I will consider this my cue to transition to new things- new stories and new plots (don't worry- they will always be 1D or 5SOS related). 

Here's what I need from you:

Read my chapter 20 and let me know what you think. Share it if you like it, give it a like, comment your thoughts. **I am also asking that each of you would comment the band/boy (Harry/ Niall/ Liam /Louis /Zayn /Luke /Ashton /Calum /Michael /1D /5SOS) that you would like for me to write about next.**

You guys are seriously the best and I could never thank you enough!! 

Here we go with chapter 20....

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HARRY'S POV

The morning sun peaked through the large gap between my hastily closed curtains. I squinted and quickly turned my head away from the bright rays spilling into my bedroom. Pushing the comforter aside, I rolled onto my side, still wrapped up in my sheets, and glanced at the clock resting on my bedside table.

8:30. Not so shabby. Hell, that was sleeping in for me.

I was actually far from surprised that I had slept in so late. Last night had been utter chaos with the fans, and my emotions had gone into overdrive from trying to protect Alice and worrying about how she would react to her first experience with stardom. 

Overall, she handled it like a professional. I was worried that she would break under the screams or the insults- especially the insults. It ripped my insides to shred to hear some of the things the fans said to her last night. I wanted, more than anything, to show the fans the Alice that I knew. They couldn't possibly hate her if they knew her.

I knew better than that, though. My fans could be very jealous girls. I owed them the world and always pur them first, but they were very vocal when it came to us being seen with girls. I knew social media would be exploding with commentary on Alice and I together last night.

I knew better than to get on twitter, but I broke. The combination of anxious curiousity to see what they were saying about Alice and the desire to interact with my fans were the only thing I could think of at the moment.

I sat up in my bed and reached over to the laptop on my windowsill, pulling it onto my lap. A couple dozen emails waited for me in my inbox, and a partially completed song I was in the middle of writing filled my desktop. 

I minimized my work and waited as Safari loaded. The blue and white Twitter page was before me in no time, and I logged in quickly, trying desprately to ignore the growing pit in my stomach. I knew I better, especially after I watched the fans bully Alice on the streets last night, but I couldn't pull myself away from my computer.

When it came down to it, I couldn't bring myself to believe that the fans would be hateful towards Alice. It just didn't make sense. I was finally happy, couldn't they see that? I was in better spot, I was back to my old self- and I owed it all to Alice. Surely they would see that and be respectful. Of course they would.

I clicked on the paper and pen icon, and the "compose your tweet" box stared back at me. My fingers flowed naturally and easily as I penned my short blurb to my fans. 

Enjoyed meeting you all in London last night. You're such a lovely group of people. xx

By the time I clicked publish, hundreds of "HARRY'S ONLINE"  or "NOTICE ME HARRY" tweets and DMs flooded my notifications. I clicked over to my home feed and began following fans, hoping to distract myself from the temptation of reading the tweets about Alice from last night.

I was doing great at first. I had followed at least ten accounts, and of those accounts, I hadn't seen anything about Alice. I felt my hopes grow inside of me, and my heart swelled in my chest.

 Feeling brave and acting impulsively, I typed my name in the search bar. I was simply planning on following fans through my mentions. And it wouldn't hurt if I saw a couple of the tweets form last night, anyway.

A second later, I felt the world shatter beneath me. My hand moved instinctively to my mouth as I saw the  3.8 million tweets about me- about Alice, more importantly. I knew so much better than to read them, but I couldn't stop myelf.

"Who the fuck is this girl with harry? She is using him for his fame"

"harry can do so much better than this ugly ass bitch so pissed rn shes american i think like wtf"

"who the fuck does she think she is messing with this fandom? i will cut her if she touches harry"

Three tweets in, and I couldn't possibly read any more. To the side of my screen, I noticed the trending topics.

'Harry Girlfriend' was at the top, and my jaw nearly hit the floor when I read the second- 'Alice Maine'. The fans had found out who Alice was- they knew her first and last name, and there was no telling what else they had found out. I knew they were probably attacking her on twitter and anywhere else they could find her. 

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I shoved my laptop off of my lap and stood up, all the blood rushing to my feet making me feel very lightheaded. My anger and confusion boiled inside of me, but nothing could top the ache of my broken heart.

I loved Alice- there, I said it- and I couldn't bear watching her private life being made so public. It wasn't fair and she didn't deserve it. I couldn't possibly protect her like I wanted to, and it was tearing me apart on the inside. Words couldn't justify the emotions I felt on the inside.

Pacing back and forth in my room, I brought my phone before me and dialled Alice's number. I had to check on her. I had to hear her voice and know that she's okay. I had to tell her to stay off twitter. More than that, I had to tell her how much I loved her and how I would do anything to protect her and make her mine.

"Alice?" I breathed when she answered.

"Harry? Are you okay?" she responded rather quickly. My tone of voice had scared her. She obviously hadn't seen all the chaos surrounding her.

"No. Well yes, sort of. I need to see you Alice, can I come pick you up?"

"Harry! What's going on? Can you please-"

"I'll be there in twenty minutes... And Alice?"

She sighed, hesitating before answering. "Yes, Harry?"

"Please, can you do me one thing, and stay off social media?"

A long pause followed and I could hear Alice's heavy breathing through the line. "...Too late, Harry."

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Well there ya go!

Again, just let me know what you think. If I get a good response, I'll keep going. If not, I'll move on.

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