Interesting turn of events (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Hallies POV

I gave the mirror one last glance, I smiled. I wasn't like the other girls that cared about their appearance much, I knew I was average. Of course, I had my insecure moments like any other girl would. Overall, though I was proud of my appearance, I almost embraced my flaws. Bzz bzz. My phone jolted around and Nialls picture appeared on the screen. I pushed accept, "Hiiii." I said to him. "Hey, wanna go get somethin' to eat? Kinda hungry. We can go to Nandos, yanno? Kinda like..." he trailed off. " A date?" I responded, and bit my lip. "Yeah, I'll pick you up in about....15 minutes?" he said. "Yeah I'll be ready, of course. Can't wait." I said, "okay bye." He hung up the phone and I jumped on the bed and a smile spread across my face.

*15 minutes later*

We arrived at Nandos, surprisingly no papz or fans we're awaiting us outside, so we went in. Of course the waiters and waitresses recognized niall and quickly gave him service. We both ordered our food, he got his usual and I got mine.

"So....What's new?" he asked me.

"Not much. Just the usual. How about you? I heard you became a popstar." I said and laughed. He laughed as well. "Yeah, I did in fact," clearly joking with each other, he continued to answer my next question, " I'm good too... lifes been good." He said. "That's really good, Niall." I said and smiled.

We continued to eat our lunch, and playfully joke and just talk about nothing important.

"Oh look" he said and pointed outside. Oh great. I thought. There was at least 40 fans outside screaming. Well, I guess this is what came with the fame, right? If I wanted to be with niall or just hang out, this is what I had to face. I sighed. "Must be nice, girls throwing themselves at you" I said and took a sip of my drink. "Yeah, it can be annoying though." He said. We just stared at the fans outside for 5 minutes, and I could speak for myself, that when I saw them I somehow didn't believe they were for niall. It felt like they were for someone else. Like Oprah was here or something. Niall was still Niall to me, the one from our home, the one that I went to school with. But no, they were here for him. I quickly brushed off the thought and smiled at my Niall, from home and said, "Well you ready to head out?"

"Yeah." He said and paid for both of us. "I could've paid for myself, I don't want you to think I want to steal your money." I said as we walked outside to meet the fans. He opened the door for me and the cool air hit me, but something else did as well. The screams. Wow. How could they possibly be this loud. He was just another human being for fucks sake. I walked with Niall over to them. "Who is she?!?!?" They yelled. "Is that your girlfriend, Niall?" one of them shouted.

"Nah, just good ol' mates from Mullingar." He said. Ol' mates. So niall didn't like me? Or did he not want some press stories. This was a date, or atleast I thought it was. I felt like I would throw up. Had he broke my heart again? I smiled at the fans and waved.

"what's your name?!?" one of them yelled. I didn't feel like answering, maybe niall didn't want them to know who I was. I stood there awkwardly while Niall took a few photos.

*Back home*

Niall had left, and I was heartbroken. I decided to call harry, one of his bandmates. Harry always made me feel better. I could count on him, right? He wouldn't be embarrassed to call me his girlfriend, right?

I scrolled through my phone and clicked on his contact. Ring ring. I waited for him to answer.

"Hiii." He always dragged out his hellos, with his british accent, that was nice and husky and slow.

"Hello." I sniffed and wiped the tear that was already falling from my face and I had just got on the phone.

"Hallie? Hallie what's wrong?" he asked.

"It's ju-" I couldn't help but sob. I sobbed into the phone.

"What happened? Hallie how do you expect me to help you if I don't know what wrong" he questioned again.

"Niall took me on a date but when his fans asked if we were dating he just said we were 'ol' mates'" I said and cried.

"I'll be there in a few" he said and sighed into the phone.

After about 15 minutes I heard a soft knock on my door and I got up from my sofa to answer it.

There stood harry, for a second I forgot how to breathe. He literally was breathtaking beautiful. His nose was red at the tip from the frosty London air, his hair not as neat as it usually is, hairs sticking up at the top. He just looked...beautiful? No, that didn't give his appearance justice. I wasn't sure of my feelings anymore.

"I brought a movie" he held up The House at the end of the street, and smiled like a child.

We put in the movie, and popped some popcorn. I guess this movie was supposed to be scary. Part of me wondered if he chose this movie because he knew i'd be scared and i'd jump and want someone to cuddle up to. I smiled at the thought when all of a sudden the girl screamed and i jumped and grabbed him. "Are you really that scared?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow. "Yes, its scary to me, i bet youre just trying to be mr.tough guy but on the inside youre screaming." I laughed. "Nope." he said and turned his attention back to the tv and smiled. Soon enough he got bored, I guess and ended up with his head in my lap asleep. I rubbed my fingers through his hair and watched him sleep. Even in his sleep, his smile was visible. Almost like a child. As I continued to look at him, I heard a soft thud on my door, then some banter and a girl. "AHHHAAA!" a conpletely strange voice yelped. The voice was familiar, but also different. Careful not to jostle Harry I stood up and went to open the door. To my surprise it was....