Chapter 29

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In a millisecond, my feelings for someone could change from pure love to pure hatred. It wasn't only Harry that I hated but especially me. I hated the fact that I had fallen for his games, that I let him do this to me. I hated that even with all the hurt Harry caused me, I was still deeply in love with him. Nothing could be worse than this. I am absolutely shattered, broken into pieces.

My phone rings. Its Kyra, I need to talk to someone like her.

"Hey Crystal." She says.

"Hi Kyra." I say. My voice a bit louder than a whisper.

"Are you ok? Is everything fine between you and Harry?" She must've read that article about Harry.

"Why would you ask that?" I ask.

"Well, Crystal um... I-I don't know-" She says, but I cut her off saying "I know what you're talking about. That article, right? Don't worry. Everything will be fine." I lie. Everything's going to get ruined now. 5 more days and then

"Um... Okay. You seem to be cool about it I guess." She says. No I am hurt more than you can guess.

"I need a favor Kyra" I say.

"Anything for my best friend." She says.

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Harry's POV.

As we move out of the recording studio, there's such a huge crowd. Fans screaming, interviewers. I hate this. Why do they keep chasing us? We try our best to ignore them and head towards our car but then only one of them says "Hey Harry! Who was that mystery girl with whom you were seen yesterday? Is she your new girlfriend?"

My head shoots up when I hear the last one. Mystery girl? I was with Lou Teasdale. She is our stylist, god damn it. Why would they think we are dating?

Suddenly more and more questions are started raising up about "the mystery girl".

I now realize if so many people have heard about this rumor then... Crystal must have too.

I pull up my hood and start shoving between the people. I need to get out of here. Once I make my way out of the mob, I start running. I don't know where I am going but I just need to escape the cameras and their owners.

All of a sudden I feel a tap on my shoulder. My instincts are telling me to run but I slow down to see who is the person.

"Would you like to buy a magazine?" An old man with a news vending cart asks me.

My eyes shoot to the glossy brochure he is holding. Sure enough, the magazine cover has a picture of me and Lou but its her back facing the camera with the caption reading "Harry Styles and a new mystery girl. Are they dating?"

I grab the magazine out of his hands. I dug through my pocket, handing him a fifty dollar bill. I start running again, without even bothering to collect my change.

I slow down and take a cab. I tell him to take me to the studio where my car is.

I pull out my phone and call Louis just to inform all of them that I am going back to New York.

"Louis, listen-" I say , as soon as he picks up the call.

"Harry? Where the hell are you?" What the heck? Its Paul.

"Does it even matter?" I say, annoyance in my tone.

"Harry, get back to the hotel. We need to discuss some things."

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