Love Complication ♥
Chapter 33
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Hello everyone! We are having a search! We all want to know what the mysterious Jenna looks like (dating Harry,).. So, we have a little search. We want YOU to help us find the identidy of her, if you know her, please send a picture of her to us and you will be kindly rewarded. If you send a picture of her, we will reward you $100, but if it is a picture with Harry Styles, you will recieve 5x more! $500! Good luck!
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I read what the page Harry given me said. I am piled up with anger and frustration. I turn around and look at Harry with a very bad expression on my face. Oh how I hate being in a picture. Everyone is after me for $100 or $500! I feel like I'm being scouted and attacked, somehow.. Harry opens his arms and I didn't hesitate to dive right in to them. I cry a lot. "Please don't cry sweetheart," he whispered. "If you're sad, I'm sad..". "I know," I said to him and wiped a tear with my hand. "I just don't like when someone wants something really bad and they are offering so much!". Harry nods. "Heres the thing, we can't risk you being outside anymore, just stay inside. I'll do anything for you," Harry said to me. He was trying to comfort me, somehow.. it always works with me. I take Harry's hand and lean in for a kiss on the cheek. I then take his hand and escort him to his room. I crash on the bed and Harry does also.
Harry,
I'm going to try and keep Jenna safe and make sure she doesn't have her identidy revealed. But wait, she knows a lot of people! What if they stab her in the back and send a picture?! But that just sends me a very unworthy thought. Josh. He could just send it.. No doubt that he has a picture of her. I turn around and look at Jenna who slowly blinks. I shouldn't tell her, not right now. She slowly blinks in front of me and smiles. "I love you," she murmured to me. I lay down next to her and squeeze her hand. "Me too, very much." I replied. She smiled at me one more time and then she closed her eyes. In just minutes, she was sleeping. I smile. I decide to head outside and make sure no one was around. I walk downstairs just in case I don't wake my sweetheart up, and I grab the jacket Jenna was wearing for me. I open the door and I make a shocked expression as people barged into my home. I run to the stairway and try to block it. "No! Don't come here! Someone is sleeping up there! Sshh!" I said quietly. Noise became less noisy. "Who is up there?" someone asked. "That's for me to know and you to find out," I replied. "Don't tell me that Jenna is up there! We want the money!" a girl said in a loud tone. I hushed her. "I'm not letting you hurt my sweetheart," I said to them feeling more courageous. A few gasps entered the people. "So she is up there!" a man said. "Yeah, so what? I'm not letting you up there," I replied. I never became this stubborn than ever, but I am just doing it for Jenna, my angel. I saw some people starting to leave my home, knowing that it won't help anything. "And, it's also not very nice to barge into your idol's house," I said to them. That made most of the girls in the crowd leave. One turned around before leaving and winked at me, trying to get my attention. I ignore her for a while and face the small crowd. "Come on! Just leave, don't dare hurt my sweetheart," I said to them trying to make them leave. "No," someone said and some people nodded. "We won't go until the picture is taken," a man said. "YEAH!" the all said. "Be quiet!" I ordered. I knew that this was getting a little loud, please sweetheart, do not come down here. Before I could even speak up again, a girl came in front of me and smeared my make-up on her hands. The crowd gasped when they found my bruises.
Jenna,
I wake up with my eyes widened. Why, is there a lot of noise downstairs? Maybe Harry is running into commotion, that's all. I can't risk going downstairs. My curiousity emerged up in me. "I have too!" I said and I fell off the bed. "Ouch," I said rubbing my right arm. I slowly exit the room and tip-toe. I stop at a corner where the stairs appear. I peep my head and I see Harry in his jacket with a bunch of people in front of him. Oh no, I think. The people are after me! I watch the crowd and a person left. Now it is just 5-9 people left. Not to many, but sheesh, they are stubborn! I peep my head one more time and I widened my eyes as I see a teenage girl my age go in front of Harry and touch his hair and held his hands. I could tell Harry did not like this at all. Rage formed upon me. When the girl started to lean in for a kiss, I am filled with anger and run downstairs. People notice me and try to grab their cameras out of their bags. I run to the girl and jump her. "BACK OFF!" I yelled at her and start punching her. I punched her in the chest before Harry had his hands on my waist. "Enough sweetheart," he said to me and I stopped. I regained control and faced the girl with several tears on her face. I face Harry and gasped. "Your make-up!" I said to him and he looked down. "It's okay, I get used to these things!" he said. "Getting beat up?" I said and he shook his head. "No, getting used to drama!" he said.
Harry,
"No, getting used to drama!" I said to her. I look at the crowd and I see a man with a camera. I push Jenna's head in my chest and the man took the photo. "God damnit!" the man said. "Let me take a picture showing her face!" he said. I shook my head. "No! Jenna, stay here in my chest," I said to her. "Okay baby," she mumbled in my jacket. "That's it! Come on everyone, let's leave! Screw Harry and Jenna," the man said outraged and the people left. Jenna released from my chest and walked over and closed the door. "That was close!" she said to me and I nod. What a rough day.
Hello everyone! We are having a search! We all want to know what the mysterious Jenna looks like (dating Harry,).. So, we have a little search. We want YOU to help us find the identidy of her, if you know her, please send a picture of her to us and you will be kindly rewarded. If you send a picture of her, we will reward you $100, but if it is a picture with Harry Styles, you will recieve 5x more! $500! Good luck!
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I read what the page Harry given me said. I am piled up with anger and frustration. I turn around and look at Harry with a very bad expression on my face. Oh how I hate being in a picture. Everyone is after me for $100 or $500! I feel like I'm being scouted and attacked, somehow.. Harry opens his arms and I didn't hesitate to dive right in to them. I cry a lot. "Please don't cry sweetheart," he whispered. "If you're sad, I'm sad..". "I know," I said to him and wiped a tear with my hand. "I just don't like when someone wants something really bad and they are offering so much!". Harry nods. "Heres the thing, we can't risk you being outside anymore, just stay inside. I'll do anything for you," Harry said to me. He was trying to comfort me, somehow.. it always works with me. I take Harry's hand and lean in for a kiss on the cheek. I then take his hand and escort him to his room. I crash on the bed and Harry does also.
Harry,
I'm going to try and keep Jenna safe and make sure she doesn't have her identidy revealed. But wait, she knows a lot of people! What if they stab her in the back and send a picture?! But that just sends me a very unworthy thought. Josh. He could just send it.. No doubt that he has a picture of her. I turn around and look at Jenna who slowly blinks. I shouldn't tell her, not right now. She slowly blinks in front of me and smiles. "I love you," she murmured to me. I lay down next to her and squeeze her hand. "Me too, very much." I replied. She smiled at me one more time and then she closed her eyes. In just minutes, she was sleeping. I smile. I decide to head outside and make sure no one was around. I walk downstairs just in case I don't wake my sweetheart up, and I grab the jacket Jenna was wearing for me. I open the door and I make a shocked expression as people barged into my home. I run to the stairway and try to block it. "No! Don't come here! Someone is sleeping up there! Sshh!" I said quietly. Noise became less noisy. "Who is up there?" someone asked. "That's for me to know and you to find out," I replied. "Don't tell me that Jenna is up there! We want the money!" a girl said in a loud tone. I hushed her. "I'm not letting you hurt my sweetheart," I said to them feeling more courageous. A few gasps entered the people. "So she is up there!" a man said. "Yeah, so what? I'm not letting you up there," I replied. I never became this stubborn than ever, but I am just doing it for Jenna, my angel. I saw some people starting to leave my home, knowing that it won't help anything. "And, it's also not very nice to barge into your idol's house," I said to them. That made most of the girls in the crowd leave. One turned around before leaving and winked at me, trying to get my attention. I ignore her for a while and face the small crowd. "Come on! Just leave, don't dare hurt my sweetheart," I said to them trying to make them leave. "No," someone said and some people nodded. "We won't go until the picture is taken," a man said. "YEAH!" the all said. "Be quiet!" I ordered. I knew that this was getting a little loud, please sweetheart, do not come down here. Before I could even speak up again, a girl came in front of me and smeared my make-up on her hands. The crowd gasped when they found my bruises.
Jenna,
I wake up with my eyes widened. Why, is there a lot of noise downstairs? Maybe Harry is running into commotion, that's all. I can't risk going downstairs. My curiousity emerged up in me. "I have too!" I said and I fell off the bed. "Ouch," I said rubbing my right arm. I slowly exit the room and tip-toe. I stop at a corner where the stairs appear. I peep my head and I see Harry in his jacket with a bunch of people in front of him. Oh no, I think. The people are after me! I watch the crowd and a person left. Now it is just 5-9 people left. Not to many, but sheesh, they are stubborn! I peep my head one more time and I widened my eyes as I see a teenage girl my age go in front of Harry and touch his hair and held his hands. I could tell Harry did not like this at all. Rage formed upon me. When the girl started to lean in for a kiss, I am filled with anger and run downstairs. People notice me and try to grab their cameras out of their bags. I run to the girl and jump her. "BACK OFF!" I yelled at her and start punching her. I punched her in the chest before Harry had his hands on my waist. "Enough sweetheart," he said to me and I stopped. I regained control and faced the girl with several tears on her face. I face Harry and gasped. "Your make-up!" I said to him and he looked down. "It's okay, I get used to these things!" he said. "Getting beat up?" I said and he shook his head. "No, getting used to drama!" he said.
Harry,
"No, getting used to drama!" I said to her. I look at the crowd and I see a man with a camera. I push Jenna's head in my chest and the man took the photo. "God damnit!" the man said. "Let me take a picture showing her face!" he said. I shook my head. "No! Jenna, stay here in my chest," I said to her. "Okay baby," she mumbled in my jacket. "That's it! Come on everyone, let's leave! Screw Harry and Jenna," the man said outraged and the people left. Jenna released from my chest and walked over and closed the door. "That was close!" she said to me and I nod. What a rough day.
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