Love Will Remember **CURENTLY CLOSED BECAUSE OF EDITING, LINK TO NEW VERSION COMING SOON**

"Harry!"I hear my name and I open my eyes a little as I lie in the bed. ''Hmm?''I say as Alison jumps on the bed. I stayed at her place last night, I slept in her quest bedroom. The bed's way better the hotel, so I really didn't wanna wake up..

''Here.''She throws a magazine at me. I grab it and look at the page she has it turned to.''Read it.'' She smiles and I nod and sit up a little, leaning on my elbow.

Harry Styles' new friend, Photographer Alison Marshall, was asked to be interviewed. She told the interviewer answers to every question he asked. But yet, only a few stuck on in detail to the public when the article appeared in yesterday's edition. She stated "Me and Harry are just Friends, for now" when asked about her status with the heart-throb Harry Styles. And that "he's a good friend to have, he's important to me" after being asked if he meant anything to her. So, girls every where might be going insane soon, because by the looks of it.. the two definitely have some chemistry. These Pictures where taken the other day while Alison and Harry were out with Louis Tomlinson and his girlfriend, Eleanor, go to the website to view them. But only one picture is really firing people, mainly girls, up.
The zoomed in picture of them holding hands reveals a question for us. Are they really just friends? Or has the "for now" part kicked in already...?

I throw the magazine in the floor, scaring Alison a little as she jumps up from the edge of the bed and picks it up. She fumbles with it in her fingers as she watches me sit up and get out of the bed.

I don't bother putting any pants on though. I go to the bathroom in the hall and I shut the door in her face. Did it hurt me that I just done that.. hell yeah it did. But still, she went behind my back and done some sort of interview. Fuck it.

''Harry.''I hear following a knock. I roll my eyes and lean against the wall, looking in the mirror in front of me. ''Why?''I whisper to my reflect as I grab the hand and open the door. Alison stands there, her hands folding on her stomach, her eyes watery, her lips rolled in.

''I'm..sorry.''She whispers as I step out the bathroom. I walk past her innocence and make my way to the kitchen. ''Harry.''She calls after me as I'm grabbing a glass and filling it the top with water. ''Please..I'm sorry.''I hear her say, her voice cracking.

I turn around to see tears dripping from her eyes. Then I feel something. Something inside me. What the fuck just happened? My stomach turns and I feel a wave of pain hit me. I sigh and I feel a cold tear roll down my cheek. I know what hit me. Fear. Pain. Sorrow. Fear because I'm afraid she'll hate me for being like this. Pain because it hurts to be like this forwards her. And sorrow because I hate myself right now..

And Alison probably hates me too..

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