Secrets [A Harry Styles Fanfiction]

Chapter 10

Chapter 10
*Lara's POV*

The performance by Taylor was awesome. That is my favourite song so Duh. So yeah the next award is the "Best Female Singer" and I'm super nervous. "Next award is the best female singer. The nominations are Taylor Swift. Selena Gomez. Lara Jean and Ariana Grande," the host announced. Oh god.. "The best female singer award goes to.." -Drum rolls- "LARA JEAN!!"

My hand flew to my mouth to stop me from screaming.oh my god. Is this a dream? I stood up and walked to stage. I received my award and I all I can tell you that it was the best moment of my life.
I smiled and thanked the host. "You look really beautiful, Lara. Would you mind giving a speech?" he complimented. "Thanks and yeah sure," I said taking the mike from him.

"Hii!! Oh my god," I started. Everybody laughed. "Are you serious? Within a few months I'm already winning the best female singer. Thank you so much to my fans who have supported me always. I also definitely have to thank my mentor, Harry. Hi Harry, if you're seeing this. Thank you so much," I blabbered.

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The party had ended. I had to meet so many fans. "LARA! OVER HERE!" I smiled and walked over to a girl and took a picture with her. "Thank you. Oh my god," she fangirled. I laughed and nodded my head. I have to find Harry. I quickly walked away from the noisy crowd and dialed Harry's number.

"Why isn't he picking up?!" I was frustrated after calling a few times. I decided to check his hotel. So, I quickly walked to the hotel hoping no one will recognise me.

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"Harry!" I opened his hotel door, walking in. He turned around, his face serious. My eyes traveled to his hands which were holding a drink. I sighed and closed my eyes. "Lara.. I.." "Don't say anything, Harry. It's okay. It's your life," I said sincerely, looking down. Harry kept quiet. "I told you, Harry. I told you for your own good. Why don't you listen to me? Please don't ruin your health," I begged.

"Why do you care?" Harry asked frowning. "GOD DAMMIT HARRY! CANT YOU SEE I LOVE YOU? I'M IN FUCKING LOVE WITH YOU AND YOU KNOW WHAT? ALL THIS IS USELESS AND YOU CAN KEEP THIS FOR THE SAKE OF REPUTATION! And Harry your ego is hiding the real you! You're not perfect Harry! No one is FUCKING PERFECT!" I shouted, leaving the trophy on a table and walked away. I slammed the door, tears pouring out of my eyes.

*Harry's POV*

Fuck. I messed up big time. I stared at the glass in my hand. "FUCK, LARA!" I threw the glass down, seeing it shatter to pieces. I ran my hands through my hair. I'm going. I need her. I can't fucking lose her now. Not now. I ran out of the door, rushing to the road, spotting Lara.