This was it. Today was the day, Harry and I tell everyone about us. I shouldn’t really say that, because even though we’re soul mates, Harry hadn’t asked me to be his girlfriend yet.


I liked him. A lot and I didn’t know he felt the same way yet, but I was praying he was.
“When’s the interview?” I asked.


“Well, the interview is at five, so we’ll have to leave here at about three-thirty to miss traffic” I silently nodded and looked back out of the window.


We pulled up to the driveway of my apartment block, quickly opening the door, “I’ll pick you up at three-thirty yeah?” Harry questioned.


“Yeah, laters” Before I could leave, He hastily leaned over console and pressed his lips against my cheek, “Laters, baby”


I slid outside of the car and slammed the door shut, waving to Harry as he drove off and back to his house.


I went up and into the elevator before entering my apartment, everything was exactly the same as I had left it which made me feel better; no one had tried to break in. I pulled off my shoes and placed them beside the door, I walked down the hallway and into the kitchen, deciding that I was hungry and wanted something to eat. I got out a Pizza Shapes (A/N Again with the Australian language, Pizza shapes are biscuits well, they aren’t really biscuits but they aren’t really chips, which are baked and then covered in this bloody amazing flavouring that tastes like pizza.) and sat down on the couch. I switched the TV onto the comedy channel, the Alan Carr show was on and I was hit with a bunch of memories, Maddy was also a memory. I hadn’t gone to school for the past four weeks and hadn’t made contact with her what-so-ever, I felt bad and decided to text her, asking if she was free on Monday and to tune in on the new episode of the Alan Carr show tonight.


An ad break was on and coincidently, it just so happened to be for the Alan Carr show.
“Don’t miss out on our new episode tonight with the one and only One Direction, with a special guest too” I knew straight away who that special guest was; it was me. The feeling had my while body shaking and my heart almost bursting out of my chest, I hadn’t felt this nervous since the day I met Harry.


Goosebumps prickled my skin as I thought about it; Harry. He was my Harry. Mine and mine alone, and I had never had that before. I was still scared shitless at what the public was going to say, but like Harry had told me the night before; ‘The boys will be there with us every step of the way’ and I was content about that, knowing someone would always be they for us when we were going through a rough time, having a shoulder to cry on when Harry and I got into arguments, there was no way in denying that, I knew it, Harry knew it, and the boys knew it, that something would go wrong and we’d end up not talking to each other for a couple of days, but I wasn’t going to say anything, life right now was perfect.


I’d had endless mind wars about telling my parents, but I knew they wouldn’t care; they’re the ones who shipped me off to England to live by myself in the first place. I wasn’t going to depend on them, I was finally starting to get back on track and I didn’t need my bitch of a Mother or my pathetic excuse of a Father to come in and ruin it.


I felt the vibration of my phone and quickly pulled it out of my pocket, the word ‘Maddy’ shone brightly on the screen signalling I had a text;


No problem! Don’t worry, I’m guilty too, I haven’t made any effort to talk to you as well :/ But yeah! I’ll defs be watching the Alan Carr show tonight! Xx


I happily sighed and threw my phone onto the duvet, pressing a button on the Foxtel remote to show the time, one thirty-seven, great. I had enough time to have a rest before publically embarrassing myself in front of millions of people.


****


“Libby…Liberty…Libbbyyyy” someone’s hand was brushed over my cheek; I groaned and moved away from the hand, earning a light chuckle from the mystery person.


“Baby its three o’clock, time to go”


I forced my eyes open, stretching my arms and smiling at the teenage boy above me, Harry’s face was hovering over mine and he had a wide grin spread across his face, an orange beanie covering his curls with little bits sticking out at the sides, he looked amazing, knowing me my hair was probably in the shape of a birds nest and dried drool on my chin, but to my pleasure, no drool was in sight.


“You ready to go? The boys are here as well” I got up into a sitting position to see all the boys next to each other on the couch, smiling towards me, “Hey, Lads”


“Just wait, I have to fix my hair and we’ll be ready to leave” I made my way down and into the bathroom, taking a brush and combing through my hair and tying it back up into a presentable ponytail. I let my fringe loose and brushed through it as well.


When I thought I looked presentable, I emerged from the bathroom and back into the living room to find all of the boys exactly where they were before, “C’mon, we’ve got a show to do” Harry grinned and stood up from the couch, heading towards the front door, slipping my converse that weren’t dirty on, and locking the front door.


****


“Are you ready?” Harry whispered in my ear. I frantically shook my head and clung to his arm, pretty sure that I was going to cut the circulation off in his arm.


“Ayyye, watch the arm” Harry muttered childishly.


“Sorry” I mumbled and he shook his head, “S’okay, don’t worry about anything, you’ll be fine”
Those were the last words Harry spoke to me before we were pulled out from back stage and thrust into the spotlight, cheers and screams came from the audience and I was waiting for my eardrums to burst. We greeted Alan Carr as he ushered us to sit down.


“So, how has everything been?” He asked, crossing one leg over the other and looking intently at Zayn.


“Everything’s been fine” He smiled.


“And Harry, who’s the young lady hanging off your arm?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, as he said that, I felt my face flush and quickly removed my hands from Harry arms, but not before he swung an arm around my body and pulled me into his side.


“This…is Liberty” He paused, “She’s going to be my girlfriend”


The man gasped before leaning closer, “Tell us a little bit about yourself, love”


I gulped the vomit that was emerging from my throat back down and turned to face Alan, “W-well, my name’s Liberty...U-uhm, I come from London, I like to party and I’m fourteen” I raced the last words out of my mouth, watching in pure horror and embarrassment as Alan Carr’s face turned pale and his eyes bulged out of their sockets. The audience went quiet and Harry squeezed my side in reassurance


“She’s wonderful, I’m glad to call her my soon-to-be girlfriend.” Harry glanced at the other boys who game him weary looks, Alan quickly composed himself and flashed us a fake smile.
“Well…give a round of applause for the soon-to-be couple!” He shouted and the audience erupted into cheers, I knew they were fake; I could tell by the looks on their faces, the girls in the audience were jealous and I could see a few of them giving me scowls in the back row. Oh no, it’s happening, don’t cry now Liberty, not in front of everyone, do it went you’re home and alone and on the shower.


“So, how does it feel to be The Harry Styles soon-to-be girlfriend?”


I plastered a fake smile on my face and answered, “It feels amazing, I’m not quite used to the flash life yet, but I’ll adjust to it any time soon”


“And you boys, how do you feel about this?”


They shrugged and Louis answered, “We’re all happy for the both of them, the other girls seem to love her and we do too” He looked beside him at the other boys, smiling and they all agreed.


“And Liberty, have you gotten used to their stupidness yet?” Alan said which earned a laugh from the crowed.


I giggled, “Not yet, it’s not every day you get woken up by people shouting over a game of bowling on the Nintendo Wii so,” I smiled as I also got a laugh out of the crowed.

“Hey! Zayn cheated and we all know it!” Louis huffed.


Zayn rolled his eyes, “For God sakes Louis, how do you cheat in bowling? On the Nintendo?!”
“I have to deal with this” Niall murmured and we laughed, finally, it wasn’t awkward anymore.


****


“Well, that went well” Harry said to me, huddled up in the back of the van, squished in between Liam and Niall. His arm was draped loosely around me, holding me in place whenever we went round a corner.


“It did actually,” I smiled, leaning my head against his shoulder and closing my eyes.


“Whad’ya wants for dinner?” Niall spoke as we entered a parking lot. I glanced outside the window to look at the choices of food; McDonalds, Taco Bell, Hungry Jacks, KFC There were so many choices my head was spinning.


“I’ll have Hungry Jacks!” Louis squealed from the back, “Is everyone else okay with Hungry Jacks?” Niall questioned and we all nodded.


After ordering our food, we sat in a booth in the front, because the food place was on the top of a hill, you could see the entire city of London.


“So, how do you think the interview went?” Liam said as our food came over.


I dug into my chips, savouring the taste because I was so hungry. I shrugged and swallowed down my fries, “I dunno, I thought it went well” They grunted in agreement, scoffing down their burgers and drinks like they’d never eaten takeaway before.


“Let’s just hope everything goes well” Harry mumbled.


****


“What movie do you Lads wanna watch?” Niall was shouting overly loud at the five of us, even though we were only about two meters away.


“Geez Niall get some hearing aids” I rolled my eyes, “Shut up Libby”


“Hey! Let’s watch The Ring!” Louis pumped his fist in the air as the boys simultaneously groaned.


“Louis, we’ve seen that bloody movie about a hundred times” Harry hissed, but Louis was taking none of it, he jumped up from his position on the couch, shooing Niall away before he flung out a DVD case, shoving it in the DVD player and pressing play.


“Have you seen this movie before?” I looked at Zayn and shook my head.

“Good Luck” He smirked.

****

“What!?! Don’t watch the video you dumb bimbo!” I pushed myself further into Harrys side as the girl came out, eating that stupid bimbos face off.


“What did I tell you? Don’t watch the bloody tape! Holy shit how do you guys not crap your pants?” I whimpered and dug my face into the couch.


“Don’t worry Libby, Niall hates this movie”


I turned my head to see Niall curled up in a blanket, his eyes and forehead being the only skin showing; whenever a scary part would come on he’d hide himself under the blanket. “Shut up Harry, the chick freaks me out, how would you like it if a dead girl came out of your TV and wanted to eat your face”


Harry chuckled and I unlocked my phone, logging onto Twitter, I had made a twitter a couple of months ago, just to keep up with the everyday gossip around my friends, but as I checked it, I had over 3,000 followers, most likely all One Direction fans.


I scrolled down my newsfeed, retweeting a few tweets and laughing at some of them.


As I scrolled aimlessly, my eyes landed on one particular tweet. Then another, then another. I silently gulped, sadness washing over me as I read those words over and over;

And all of a sudden, the wave of depression was back again,


“Harry is mine, go kill yourself, you stupid bitch.”

Notes

omg guys writing that last line was so hard for me, it wasn't even to anybody it was just scripted in the chapter and I felt so mean and bad for saying it. Anyways, I hope you guys liked this chapter took me agessss to write because yeah I fell asleep but WOO here it is.

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