STAY MINE // Harry Styles

The Things We Do for Love

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"You okay?"

"Yeah." Thea nodded as she gulped down the rest of her champagne and gave her empty glass to a waiter who walked past her and Harry.

As the party got more crowded, she got more impatient. There was something about partying with celebrities that made her feel exhausted, and she couldn't wait for it to be over so she could go home.

She supposed Harry felt the same way. After all, they were only there because his manager had put them on the guest list. The host was a famous new director named Finley and Jeff didn't want his client to waste such a good networking opportunity. And she, of course, was trying to be the supportive girlfriend he deserved.

He interlocked their fingers and brought her hand to his mouth, giving it a kiss. "If you want, we can leave."

"Don't worry. I'm good," she said, faking a smile.

"Are you sure?" He arched an eyebrow. "Honestly, I don't really want to be here either. So if you want to go—"

Before Harry could finish the sentence, his eyes stopped at the entrance where he saw Isaac walk in with his manager Lee.

"What is Isaac doing here?" Thea asked. She was surprised, but Harry wasn't.

"He photographed Finley last week. I should've known he was invited too."

"Go talk to him then." She tugged at his arm. "About your dad, remember?"

Harry hesitated for a second as if he was having second thoughts, but then he inhaled deeply and turned back to her. "Are you sure you'll be fine on your own?"

"Yes. I'm not a kid, H."

"To me you are."

She rolled her eyes as he pecked her cheek and was about to leave when he remembered something. "Forgot to say I love you." He kissed her once more, this time on the lips. "I love you."

"I love you too," she said. "Now go."

Harry gave her a wink and made his way across the crowded room to Isaac.

Thea was anticipating how their conversation would turn out, but an unfamiliar voice caught her attention.

"Ms Emerson."

She turned around. It took her less than two seconds to recognise the man, but she decided to play it cool by only giving him a smile and letting him introduce himself.

"John Conall. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Mr Conall."

They shook hands and he said, "I'm a friend of Harry's and I've heard so much about you."

"I can't believe he didn't tell me he was friends with John freaking Conall!" That sentence wasn't meant to be said aloud, but Thea was too elated to help herself and lucky for her, Conall didn't seem to mind

"You've heard of me?" he asked.

"Of course, you are a famous actor, best-selling author, and one of the best literary agents," she said, trying to contain her excitement by taking in a shaky breath. "I'm actually a big fan of your works, Mr Conall."

"Please, call me John," he said and looked over her shoulder to spot Harry talking to Isaac. "Harry's mentioned that you're a writer."

"Well, I wouldn't call myself--"