Harry Styles is my best friend

4.

"Thank you LA, we love you so much." Louis screams into the microphone.

"Wait wait." Harry says. He was wearing my favourite headband, the one with the american flag on it. "Before we go I'd like for you guys to meet a very special person who means the world to me, besides Gemma and my mother." The crowd laughs at his last comment.

"Who may that be Harry?" Niall asks, playing along.

"She's my best friend." I gasp when I hear him pronounce those words, I am absolutely not going on that stage with them. "You may or may not already have seen her on some pictures that the paparazzi took. But for the record, we are NOT dating."

"Not yet." Liam coughs.

"You coming?" Ben asks behind me.

"No please don't make me." I pout.

"Sorry I work for them, not for you. C'mon."

I was about to run away put he put me over his shoulder and dragged me to the stage.

"Jo, can you come up please?" Harry asks in his fake sweet voice. He knows I hate this.

"You don't want me to drag you up there Joeline." Ben says.

"I thought we were friends." I glare at Ben. Before giving him the time to respond I go on stage and make my way next to the boys.

"Oh and she's Zayn's ex by the way." Louis adds quickly. I was about to slap him but he ran to the other side. The girls were whispering things to each other, probably about Zayn and me.

"Say something." Harry whispers and gives me the microphone. The dark room in front of me, with a few flashlights here and there, was patiently waiting on me to say something while holding their phones up to record it.

"H-hi everyone, I'm Joeline." They all started screaming loudly, some even shouted I love you. I looked Harry fearfully in the eyes, not knowing what to do. He just laughs at me and waves them goodbye.

"Thank you, I appreciate it you guys." He says one last time. "She really does mean a lot to me." He whispers mostly to himself but the microphone was still under his breath causing the crowd to go wild again over what he said.

Once we're off stage I jump on Harry's back and hug him.

"You're crazy, I thought they were going to kill me out there!"

"No our girls are only protective over us when they feel that the person isn't trustworthy."

"Yess they love you Jo." Niall adds.

"Thank God." I exhale.

Harry puts me down to go and grab something to eat before we go on the move again.

"C'mon guys you can eat on the bus, we have to move fast." Ben shouts for everyone to hear.

Niall puts his arm around my shoulders and walks me to the exit.

"Want some?" He says with his mouth full.

"No thanks Nialler." I chuckle. "What are you eating anyways?"

"Some weird cookies filled with jam."

"Ew gross." I make a face out of disgust.

When we exit the backstage area we literally run to the bus. There was already a whole crowd standing in front of it. A lot of girls asked for a picture with me but one of the bodyguards told me to ignore them and walk straight ahead. Some girls already started shipping Niall and I because of his arm around me.

"Noeline, really?" I say once we enter the bus.

"They're crazy but we love them for it." Niall shrugs. "Sweet dreams babe." He winks and goes to bed.

All the boys went to bed so I was left alone with Ben and the five other bodyguards. I am good friends with Ben because he is Harry's private bodyguard when the boys are apart.

"Isabel is coming tomorrow." I announce.

"You okay with that?" Ben raises an eyebrow.

"I guess." I shrug.

"I don't like her."

"Don't say that." I slap him playfully. He shrugs and goes back to watching tv.

Half an hour later I wake up from the couch. I look around me to take in my surroundings and I see everyone around me asleep. I try to get quietly up but Nick, another bodyguard is blocking my way and I don't want to wake him. My only option is to step on the table and that's what I'm about to do. I carefully put my weight on it by leaning on my hands to see if it can hold me. I then lift myself up until I'm standing on the table.

"What are you doing?" Zayn asks.

"Seriously, it is now that you decide to wake up." I whisper. He shrugs and goes to the kitchen.

"Helloo, a little help here." I wave.

"Ow sorry." He puts his hands on my waist to put me down. "There you go."

"Thanks." I still had my hands on his shoulders while we were looking at each other.

"I-I just came to grab something to eat." Zayn stutters.

"Right, I was going to bed anyways." I smile. "Goodnight." He nods and we both go our own way.

My bed is in the middle, next to Harry's. I literally climbed into the small whole and closed the curtain. When I was about to close my eyes I hear Zayn on the phone.

"Babe I don't think we're going to get you tomorrow." He says. I can't hear the person on the other line but I'll just make a wild guess that it's Isabel. I roll my eyes and close them again.

"I'm sorry but I don't think this is working." I hear unwillingly. I was about to tell Zayn to keep it down but then he said something that caught my attention.

"Isabel the longer I string you along, the more time I am stealing from you and your prince charming. It's over I am sorry."

Did this boy just steal my words? I hear him come back to the beds and I open my small curtain to look at him.

"Thief." I glare at him.

"Were you eavesdropping Joeline?" He smirks.

"No I was not. I was going to tell you to keep it down but I'll give you a pass this time." I fake smile and reclose my curtain.

I hear him lightly chuckle and climb in his bed.

"Sweet dreams Jo."