Night Time, My Time

Delia's POV

We arrived to his car which was parked in front of the garage, it was a black range rover, we hopped in and he started driving. What was he saying? There isn't any paparazzis out there, it's just calm. The ride was silent, a bit awkward so I decided to turn on the radio. An Arctic Monkeys' song came on and I turned the volume up.

"You like them?" He asked focused on the road.

"I love them, they're awesome!" A said in a 'duh' tone making him chuckle.

"You don't like our kind of music right?" He asked.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's not my kind but I like some of them" I fought back.

"Which one?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Um, Little Things, Story Of My Life, You And I, Right Now, Happily and some more" I sighed.

"And what kind of music do you listen to?"

"It's quite hard to explain a mix of synthepop, rock, electro, indie..." I shrugged, smiling when I saw how confused he was.

"Okay" he slowly said, "and you make music?"

"Yep"

"Will you let me hear it?"

"Maybe" I smirked.

"And we're here" he said while parking. He took a pair of sunglasses and beanie.

"What are these for?"

"Hiding" a gain in a 'duh' tone.

"Oh right"

We entered the Starbucks and no one noticed Harry even though he looked stupid with those items. We ordered and everything went well, we talked about random things and laughed. He's actually quite nice maybe a too much cheeky but he seemed to blame me for something I don't know what but.... Never mind. We decided to head back home. It feels so weird calling this house my home, I got to get used to it. We made our way outside when we saw thousands of paparazzis. Shit.

"Keep your head down and follow me quick" he said in my ear. His hot breath sending shivers down my spine.

I did what he said and heard a lot of paparazzis asking who I was, if I was his girlfriend and other shit, I really didn't care. They're just stupid. But then one of them stepped between me and Harry because I was following him for behind, I was trapped they were all around me, flashes going crazy making me almost blind. I wanted to scream but I felt something grip my hand and tear me away from them. My eyes were closed so I didn't see who it was. Everything when really fast and when I opened my eyes I was in front of Harry his hand in mine we were in his car. How did I get there so fast?

"Are you okay?" He asked concerned.

"Um yeah, I'm fine" I said still shocked.

"I'm so sorry Delia" his eyes were sad, I've never realized how deep and green his eyes were.

"It's okay Harry really, it's not your fault" I said.

"Yes it is" I heard him mumble but I don't think I was supposed to hear it so I shrugged it off.

I sighed and started the car living my hand, my hand felt cold without his touch. Weird. The car ride was silent. After a few minutes we arrived at the villa. When we passed the doors, Liam immediately jumped on me hugging me tightly.

"Are you okay? Harry you shouldn't have bring her with you alone" I shouted at him.

"What? How do you know?" I asked confused glancing at Harry looked at the floor ashamed. Liam took his phone typed something on it and show me the screen, there was thousands of pictures and articles about me. I took the phone from his hand and read the article. There was a picture of me hiding my face from the flashes.

*Article*

"Who is she?"

Earlier today we spotted Harry Styles and his new one night stand at Starbucks, the girl looked confused and didn't answered anything, you can see on the pictures that she might be his new girlfriend. The mystery girl has been seen by some people eating lunch and holding hands with Harry. Is the biggest heartbreaker has a new someone? We'll found out soon"

*End of the article*

Shit, shit, shit, shit, fuck, shit. I don't know what to think I'm confused. That was like 10 minutes ago, what the fuck is wrong with these people. I looked at Liam trying to find something to say. But nothing came out of my mouth. He was giving a death glare at Harry. Poor Harry. It wasn't his fault.

"Liam,it wasn't Harry's fault, don't blame him" I said grabbing his hand which was balled into a fist. He relaxed at the contact.

"I'm sorry" he whispered "I just don't want everyone to know who you are"

"It's okay, I was expecting it just not that.... soon" my breathing was heavy.

I couldn't take it any longer and said something about going to the toilet. I almost ran there and sat on the floor breathing loudly and heavily. I was having a panic/anxiety attack. I get these when I'm stressed most of the time, it started since I started doing.....yeah .Tears were now streaming down my face while I tried to calm down. I focused myself on my breathing pace and started calming down a little, I was still shaking though. I feel bad for Harry. After a few minutes I finally calmed down enough to get out of the toilet, I cleaned my face and went back downstairs where Liam and Harry was arguing.

"Stop it!" I screamed loud enough for them to stop and state at me.

"I'm fucking fine so stop arguing for nothing it's no one's fault and I'm okay so please shut up!" Their jaws dropped at my sudden outburst, I just can't stand people yelling at each other.

"Come on let's do something!" I cheered.

"Uh yeah, maybe tonight we should go clubbing" Liam said a bit scared of what I was going to say.

"Sounds good to me" I lied, fuck. Harry stayed quiet and nodded. No I can't go clubbing, last time I went there I lost total control. I was cleaned for 4 months for god's sake! Maybe with them nothing will happen. Maybe I'll be able to control myself. Maybe.

Notes

Woohoo.

What do you think will happen?
Will Delia be able to control herself?
Whats wrong with her?

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