Never Is A Promise

I stumbled into the door carrying my dance shoes laughing as I tripped on the top step of the bus. We giggled as we walked to the fridge pulling out a pitcher of juice. “Oh my God I forgot how much fun that is!” I hissed pouring two glasses of wine as we flopped into the kitchen table booth.

“I forgot you knew Michael!” I smiled shrugging.

“I didn’t think he’d remember me it’s been a year since we’ve seen each other.” I laughed, “but those dances were a ton of fun!”

“Oh I bet!” Aly said suggestively laughing as I threw a pillow at her head.

“What are you two going on about?” Harry yawned standing in front of us in a pair of boxers that were still lop sided from him having just pulled them on. “Its 3 am.” He said as the bus jolted and started driving toward our next destination.

“We were out dancing. An old friend of mine was in town teaching so we decided to go say hi and have some fun.” I said, as Aly swung her shoes around her finger, “Eww, Aly those smell put them away!” I laughed pushing at her shoulder.

“Darren came by earlier according to Liam and Louis.” Harry said.

I froze, that couldn’t have ended well, since they knew what had happened between Darren and myself. “Oh no, what’d they do?”

“He left in one piece. But he may have gotten a black eye from Liam. And Louis threatened that if he ever did what he did to you again he’d shove his own foot up his ass.”

I choked on my drink, I didn’t know whether to laugh or be scared of Darren’s reaction, I knew what he was capable of and how serious of a threat th boys meddling in our relationship was to me. “Are you serious?!” He nodded laughing. I set my drink down Aly watched me carefully my eye wide as I gulped “Why was he here?”

“He wanted you to stay and travel on his bus, which we said no to, well I believe Louis’ words were more ‘Fuck You, there is not a chance in hell she’s staying with you’ and well since you are our PR manager we get final say and he didn’t like that to much.” Harry said. My eyes shot open nope this wasn’t good. “You know I’m surprised I’ve never seen Liam or Louis get that protective over anyone, except their sisters, I guess you’re officially family.” I nodded absent-mindedly worrying about what Darren’s next move was going to be, I was sure to feel this later. Aly took our glasses in and put them in the dishwasher.

“I guess so.” I hummed tugging on my sleeves to try and cover the exposed skin left by my coat looking down my hair falling in my face.

Harry looked over at me “MJ?” he asked I didn’t hear him I had that foggy rushing water sound back in my ears, I couldn’t think I was sinking back into the hole Darren had created sinking back through the cracks into the dark waters of insecure turmoil, I was shaky and unstable, I felt dizzy, I was falling. The memories of Darren and his sadistic tendencies toward me swirling in my head, his name lapping at my sanity. “MJ” he asked again putting a hand on my shoulder, I jumped, throwing myself away from the sudden contact and bolting upstairs. I took a few deep breaths before changing into a pair of boxers and a baggy shirt from my old school before I heard the door click open. I looked up registering Aly and Harry’s worried faces at the door Aly sighed and grabbed me a blanket from the closet, a fleece with volleyballs all over and my Nickname and Number. I took it nodding to her as I turned to see Harry, his face turned down as he bit his lower lip before holding his arms out beckoning for me to come closer. I walked over to where he stood next to my bed; he pulled the covers down before climbing in I curled up next to him as he tossed the blankets back over us. I laid my head on his chest when he laid back down, his arms wrapping around me tucking my head under his chin. He didn’t say anything he just rubbed my back until we both fell asleep.


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“Where is Styles?”

“Did we leave him in Ireland?”

I saw my phone light up. Texts. I grabbed my phone, ‘Mick I think we left Harry in Ireland’-Louis

‘@niallofficial Ireland! We Lost @harry_styles! Shaggy brown hair green eyes about 178cm will sing for food. Help!’ –twitter

‘Hey MJ any idea where Harry is?’ –Simon

“MJ!!!!” Niall screamed running up the stairs and throwing open the door “We lost…” He saw Harry glaring at him from beside me “Oh hi Harry.” He turned to yell down stairs “False Alarm He’s in bed with MJ!!!”

“What?!?!”

“Why didn’t we check there first.”

“Aly you didn’t say anything! Why?”

“Watching you all freak out was hilarious.” Aly said as they all barged into the small room.

“Hey Niall.” I said he looked at me, “ Phone.”

“Why”

“Because ‘you’ are now telling twitter that Harry wasn’t missing but hiding in the bus, and you found him passed out under the kitchen table on a pile of pillows because he wanted a man cave.” I said as Harry barked out a laugh.

“I forgot I did that!” He crowed laughing. Everyone stared at him. “Before Mick left I made a pillow cave in my room and she always called it my man cave.”

‘Found him! He was in a pillow fort, @harry_styles “Man cave” under the kitchen table. Yes Harry made a ‘Man cave’ in the tour bus.’ I tweeted from Niall’s twitter “Now all of you should go retweet that, we don’t need a riot man hunt in Ireland because people are still looking for Harry.” I said handing Niall his phone again. Harry lept out of the bed pulling me with him as he stuffed pillows into my arms, I looked at him as he grabbed my volleyball blanket. “What are you doing?”

“Making a Man cave! Come on MJ!” He yelled dragging me out of the room. As we ran down the stairs to the kitchen he threw all the pillows on the bus under the table before crawling in and rolling himself in my blanket “MJ get in here!!!” He yelled holding open the blanket for me; I crawled in burying myself into his chest again.

I was glad I had pulled out the clip in hair extensions since as soon as I was covered Louis took a picture the only thing you could see was my hair which was short in the picture and every other picture of me had long hair. “Twitter! ‘Harry’s man cave with a girl, O.o We’d better not have to drive her back to Ireland.’ Send!” Louis said I laughed, as I crawled out and walked to get some food “be glad your hair is short in this one MJ I’m already getting question if its you or not.” Louis said. Aly nodded turning her laptop around to show the twitter page with me logged on and my mentions open. ‘MJ in Harry’s man cave!’ was a trend topic.

I groaned as I read through the mentions. Before typing out a tweet “Hey! I’m flattered that you think Louis’ pic is of me with Harry but its not my hair is longer than that!” I said as I typed before hitting the send button on the computer screen. The response was immediate I got a few people not believing me and a few people still sending me hate for being around the boys but most of it was apologies and people saying they thought Harry and I would be perfect together. I sighed letting my face fall as I saw those, they hurt worse than the hate tweets, if they knew what I’d done to him they wouldn’t think I was so perfect. Harry, Louis, and Liam’s heads popped up over my shoulders and head. I heard Louis growl next to me, and Liam shake his head and Harry just glared at the screen. All three turned to their Twitters and within seconds they had each tweeted.

“If I see one more hate tweet to MJ I’ll write down every single screen name I see and get you all thrown off here! Not ok!” –Louis

“MJ is our PR person she’s always with us its her job to put up with us and you guys hating on her for doing her job, not acceptable. I second Louis.” –Liam

“MJ has a Darren & she's our PR Manager & good friend. This hate for any one I’m close too has to stop or I will leave Twitter & I wont come back” – Harry

I gasped as I read that one “Styles!” I turned to him. “Even if this continues it isn’t fair to punish all your fans! Just find and report the people who are doing it.” He shrugged.

“They need to learn that bad mouthing someone for hugging me isn’t ok” Harry said “Now time too get ready my mom will be here soon, we can go shopping and such before the show and then do dinner and movie after.” I nodded walking upstairs and showering.

I walked back into the room to pick out my clothes for the day 3 sets, shopping, concert, and dinner.Shopping first I decided grabbing a black skirt and a pair of red heels and put them on, I was stuck for the shirt.

Notes

10 more chapters til he finds out!!! MJ Meets Anne next chapter, will she be able to fool his mom!!!

Ok hope you all are still liking this story!!! =) xx