Strawberry Fields Forever
And The World Will Live As One
I was sat at home, watching a rerun of Geordie Shore, with Sage curled up in a ball beside me. I’d just stood up to grab a bag of crisps when I heard the front door open; I looked down at my watch and saw it was too early for Abby to be home.
“Abs, babe, that you?” I hollered into the house.
“Nope, it’s your best mate,” Louis said as he emerged from the entryway.
“How’d you get in?” I asked him and he held up a spare key. “I need to find a better hiding spot for that. What are you doing here?”
“Eleanor is busy and I’m bored so I thought I’d come hang out with you,” Louis said as he followed me into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator door, grabbing two beers and tossed one to Lou. I reached for a bag of crisps before going back into the living room.
“Where’s Abby?” Louis asked as he took a spot on the empty couch, across from me.
“She had a photo shoot today,” I told him and he nodded his head. “She should be home shortly.”
“How’s she doing with the whole shoe thing?”
“She’s still pretty down about it,” I told him while fumbling with my phone.
“Paul said management is trying to track the girl down and have her apologize,” Louis told me and I snapped my head up to look at him.
“Even if they did, Abby wouldn’t accept it. I don’t know what to do, Lou. I’m torn between the love of my life and our fans,” I opened up to him.
“Wanna know what I would do, Harry?” Louis asked me and I nodded my head. “I’d write a statement about it, tell the fans how you feel about the way they treat Abby. What that girl did was uncalled for, and she is no fan of ours.”
“Do you really think it’d solve things? Wouldn’t management just delete it?” I asked him and he rolled his eyes.
“Harry, girls stalk our twitters and take screenshots of all our tweets. Someone would screenshot it before management deleted it. In plus, it’s been a few days; I doubt they’re worried about you tweeting something.” I looked at Louis for a minute, contemplating what I wanted to do before grabbing my laptop off the coffee table and pulling up twitlonger. I was going to need more than 160 characters to get my point across.
Hello everyone, Harry here. I really appreciate all the nice comments some of you have been saying about Abby and I’s engagement. I understand some of you have some frustrating feelings towards Abby, as she is the one that stole my heart. I just want you all to understand that I love all my fans, if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t have met Abby, because I’d probably be at University and still working at the bakery. Anyways, I was really upset when a ‘fan’ threw her shoe at Abby earlier in the week. It was completely uncalled for and not only did you hurt Abby, but you hurt me as well. Abby’s been very understanding with your love for myself and the boys, and she would never get in between the fans and I, that’s the last thing she wants. She’s been through a lot and the last thing she wants is disapproval from you lot. You all just need to really get to know Abby before saying such negative things; I promise she’s a lovely, genuine woman. And if you’re going to throw shoes at anyone, throw them at me, Abby couldn’t help but fall for the Styles charm. Love you lot, and can’t wait to get back out on the road to see you all!
Xx- Harry
“There. How’s that sound?” I said as I handed Louis the laptop for him to read.
“Sounds like it came from the heart,” Louis told me as he stood up to go get us some more beers. I took the computer and quickly sent the tweet before putting my laptop away. Just as I leaned back against the couch I heard the front door open and close, once again.
“Harry?” Abby called out into the house. I smiled as I stood up and made my way to the front door.
“Hello, love,” I greeted her with a kiss on the lips. She smiled at me and began tugging her jacket off before I walked behind her and helped her out of the coat.
“Is Lou here? I saw his car out front when I pulled in,” Abby asked as she set her keys and purse down on the table in the entryway of our house.
“Yeah, he was bored and wanted to hang out,” I told her as we walked into the living room where Louis sat on the couch, petting Sage and sipping on his second beer.
“Hey Louis,” Abby greeted him as she ruffled his hair and bent down to kiss his cheek.
“’Ello love!” Louis exclaimed as he shot her a smile. Abby joined me on the couch and took my beer out of my hand before taking a few gulps of it.
“How was the shoot?” I asked her as I pulled her pony tail out and watched her hair cascade down her shoulders. She rested her head on my shoulder as I played with her hair.
“Annoying,” she simply stated.
“How so?” I asked her as I watched her play with the engagement ring.
“The models were just stubborn and lazy today. None of them wanted to listen to me and they were so skinny. I wanted to shove tons of candy down their throats,” Abby groaned.
“I’m sorry, love,” I told her while pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
“Not your fault,” she said as she stood up and let a yawn escape.
“I think I’m going to head to bed. Sorry, Lou, I’d be more entertaining if I didn’t have to deal with skinny twats all day,” Abby told him as she walked over to him and gave him a hug.
“S’okay, dear. I understand,” Louis told her. I watched Abby walk around the couch, and over to me where I tilted my head back so she could give me a goodnight kiss.
“Night, love. I’ll be up later,” I told her as I used my hand to hold her head close so I could pepper her face with kisses.
“Night, Har. I love you,” she said before going towards the stairs.
“It’s only eight o’clock, why’s she going to be so early?” Louis asked once we heard the bedroom door shut from upstairs.
“It’s been her nightly routine since the shoe incident. It’s tearing her up, Lou,” I told him as I finished off my second beer and set the empty bottle on the coffee table.
“Poor lass. Maybe she just needs a night out!” Louis said as he took the remote from me.
“Maybe. Grimmy did want to get together and have a night out,” I mentioned.
“Well then it’s set! This Saturday we will go out to Funky Buddha and let our hair down,” Louis said and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the end of his sentence.
“Thanks, Lou,” I told him.
“It’s no problem, it didn’t just hurt you all, it hurt the rest of us too.”
“Abs, babe, that you?” I hollered into the house.
“Nope, it’s your best mate,” Louis said as he emerged from the entryway.
“How’d you get in?” I asked him and he held up a spare key. “I need to find a better hiding spot for that. What are you doing here?”
“Eleanor is busy and I’m bored so I thought I’d come hang out with you,” Louis said as he followed me into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator door, grabbing two beers and tossed one to Lou. I reached for a bag of crisps before going back into the living room.
“Where’s Abby?” Louis asked as he took a spot on the empty couch, across from me.
“She had a photo shoot today,” I told him and he nodded his head. “She should be home shortly.”
“How’s she doing with the whole shoe thing?”
“She’s still pretty down about it,” I told him while fumbling with my phone.
“Paul said management is trying to track the girl down and have her apologize,” Louis told me and I snapped my head up to look at him.
“Even if they did, Abby wouldn’t accept it. I don’t know what to do, Lou. I’m torn between the love of my life and our fans,” I opened up to him.
“Wanna know what I would do, Harry?” Louis asked me and I nodded my head. “I’d write a statement about it, tell the fans how you feel about the way they treat Abby. What that girl did was uncalled for, and she is no fan of ours.”
“Do you really think it’d solve things? Wouldn’t management just delete it?” I asked him and he rolled his eyes.
“Harry, girls stalk our twitters and take screenshots of all our tweets. Someone would screenshot it before management deleted it. In plus, it’s been a few days; I doubt they’re worried about you tweeting something.” I looked at Louis for a minute, contemplating what I wanted to do before grabbing my laptop off the coffee table and pulling up twitlonger. I was going to need more than 160 characters to get my point across.
Hello everyone, Harry here. I really appreciate all the nice comments some of you have been saying about Abby and I’s engagement. I understand some of you have some frustrating feelings towards Abby, as she is the one that stole my heart. I just want you all to understand that I love all my fans, if it weren’t for you I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t have met Abby, because I’d probably be at University and still working at the bakery. Anyways, I was really upset when a ‘fan’ threw her shoe at Abby earlier in the week. It was completely uncalled for and not only did you hurt Abby, but you hurt me as well. Abby’s been very understanding with your love for myself and the boys, and she would never get in between the fans and I, that’s the last thing she wants. She’s been through a lot and the last thing she wants is disapproval from you lot. You all just need to really get to know Abby before saying such negative things; I promise she’s a lovely, genuine woman. And if you’re going to throw shoes at anyone, throw them at me, Abby couldn’t help but fall for the Styles charm. Love you lot, and can’t wait to get back out on the road to see you all!
Xx- Harry
“There. How’s that sound?” I said as I handed Louis the laptop for him to read.
“Sounds like it came from the heart,” Louis told me as he stood up to go get us some more beers. I took the computer and quickly sent the tweet before putting my laptop away. Just as I leaned back against the couch I heard the front door open and close, once again.
“Harry?” Abby called out into the house. I smiled as I stood up and made my way to the front door.
“Hello, love,” I greeted her with a kiss on the lips. She smiled at me and began tugging her jacket off before I walked behind her and helped her out of the coat.
“Is Lou here? I saw his car out front when I pulled in,” Abby asked as she set her keys and purse down on the table in the entryway of our house.
“Yeah, he was bored and wanted to hang out,” I told her as we walked into the living room where Louis sat on the couch, petting Sage and sipping on his second beer.
“Hey Louis,” Abby greeted him as she ruffled his hair and bent down to kiss his cheek.
“’Ello love!” Louis exclaimed as he shot her a smile. Abby joined me on the couch and took my beer out of my hand before taking a few gulps of it.
“How was the shoot?” I asked her as I pulled her pony tail out and watched her hair cascade down her shoulders. She rested her head on my shoulder as I played with her hair.
“Annoying,” she simply stated.
“How so?” I asked her as I watched her play with the engagement ring.
“The models were just stubborn and lazy today. None of them wanted to listen to me and they were so skinny. I wanted to shove tons of candy down their throats,” Abby groaned.
“I’m sorry, love,” I told her while pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
“Not your fault,” she said as she stood up and let a yawn escape.
“I think I’m going to head to bed. Sorry, Lou, I’d be more entertaining if I didn’t have to deal with skinny twats all day,” Abby told him as she walked over to him and gave him a hug.
“S’okay, dear. I understand,” Louis told her. I watched Abby walk around the couch, and over to me where I tilted my head back so she could give me a goodnight kiss.
“Night, love. I’ll be up later,” I told her as I used my hand to hold her head close so I could pepper her face with kisses.
“Night, Har. I love you,” she said before going towards the stairs.
“It’s only eight o’clock, why’s she going to be so early?” Louis asked once we heard the bedroom door shut from upstairs.
“It’s been her nightly routine since the shoe incident. It’s tearing her up, Lou,” I told him as I finished off my second beer and set the empty bottle on the coffee table.
“Poor lass. Maybe she just needs a night out!” Louis said as he took the remote from me.
“Maybe. Grimmy did want to get together and have a night out,” I mentioned.
“Well then it’s set! This Saturday we will go out to Funky Buddha and let our hair down,” Louis said and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the end of his sentence.
“Thanks, Lou,” I told him.
“It’s no problem, it didn’t just hurt you all, it hurt the rest of us too.”
Notes
What do you all think so far?Title Credit:
Song: Imagine
Artist: John Lennon
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3/11/15