The next morning, Harry needed to go to the studio. He was taking me with him, because he didn’t really have any other choice. When we woke up, Harry was being all lovey, and touchy with me. He kept kissing me, and I loved it.
I had to wear a sweater, because Harry and his loved up self, had left me covered in…well memories…from last night.
“You should wear a tank top. Wear your love bites proud.” Harry joked.
“Ha. Ha. You freak I have like fifteen.” I said.
“I got carried away.” Harry said with a wink.
He helped me out of the house, and it was like ninety degrees. I could not pull off a sweater today.
“It’s hardly noticeable.” Harry laughed.
“Harry, it isn’t funny. I look like a whore!” I giggled.
“Here, you can wear one of my shirts, it should cover the ones on your arms, and the ones on your neck well, you have makeup.” Harry said.
I laughed, and changed into Harry’s shirt. We got in to car, and went to the studio. All the boys were already there, and Niall was the first to greet us.
“Congratulations on the sex! Nice love bites, man you would think he’d calm it down brining you in public and all, but how was it? You used protection right, last thing we need it a mini you and Harry running around.” Niall said to me while laughing.
“Oh shut up will you?” I laughed.
“We didn’t even have sex.” Harry said, helping me walk inside.
“Come on, with all those do you really expect me to believe that?” Niall said motioning toward my neck.
I placed my hand over them, which Harry swatted away.
“We didn’t.” I said.
“Come on why?” Niall asked excitedly.
“Cause I have a ninety pound cast.” I answered.
“That is why the blowjob was invented babe.” Niall answered.
I shook my head and laughed.
“You can still spread your legs too; I mean Harry could help you with that.” Niall said.
“I suggested it.” Harry answered.
“How did you not get a boner mate?” Niall asked.
“I did, she made me fix that up myself. She wouldn’t even palm me.” Harry said.
“Stop talking about me in the third person, I’m standing right here.” I stated.
“Really, that’s what you want us to stop doing?” Niall laughed.
By the time we got upstairs to the recording area, Harry had explained to Niall in detail the events of last night. I was mortified. I didn’t need Niall of all people knowing what I was like in bed.
Harry went into the booth to record, and the other boys were messing around so I was stuck talking to Niall.
“You so could’ve had sex with that on you know?” He said.
“Yeah, but it would get in the way.” I said.
“Yeah true. Do you want to sleep with him?” Niall asked seriously.
“You are so going to make fun of my answer.” I said.
“No I won’t. I swear.” Niall said crossing his heart.
“Well yes. I do want to. Really bad actually. We were so close last night, but I don’t want our first time together to be ruined by a stupid cast. Plus the longer we wait the better it will be.” I said.
“You’re crazy. But it’s hot.” Niall laughed.
I giggled, and Niall asked if I wanted to leave the studio. I said I would, so he went to ask Harry if it was okay.
“Harry, can I take Lana for a walk?” Niall asked.
Harry and Niall were cool now, over the whole who liked me and who didn’t thing, so Harry said it was fine.
“If anything happens, you need to call me right away. Don’t let the fans near her. I don’t care if they want to see you, I don’t want them near her.” Harry scolded.
“Yes Harry, I know how to baby sit a seventeen year old.” Niall stated.
“Be careful Lana.” Harry said.
“I’ll be fine.” I said.
Harry came over and kissed me sweetly on the lips, receiving a gag from Niall.
“I love you.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” I said.
Niall and I left, and walked out of the studio. We were on our way to the ice cream place, when a small gathering of fans started to form.
“Should we go back?” Niall asked.
“I don’t know.” I answered shaking my head.
We kept walking, because we had made it all this way, and it would have been a waste. We got to the ice cream store, and sat outside to eat once we ordered. As we were eating a few fans came over for a picture with Niall. He took a few, and signed some stuff. The crowd went from ten to one hundred in like two minutes. Niall realized it was too much, so we started to walk back. The crowd began to follow, and then started to engulf us.
Niall was claustrophobic, and I couldn’t walk. This couldn’t end well.
“You’ll thank me later.” Niall said, picking me up and flinging me over his shoulder.
He ran as fast as he could back to the studio. Once we got there, he was beat. He burst through the door, and flung me onto the ground.
“Ah jeez Niall!” I shouted.
“ALANA!” Harry screamed running over to me.
“When do you get here?” I asked.
“I was coming to the lobby to grab the new lyric sheets, and saw you fly through the front door.” Harry said.
“Oh, well I’m fine. Where’s Niall?” I asked.
“Over here.” Niall said panting on the ground.
“Thank you Niall.” I joked.
“You’re. Welcome.” Niall panted.
“It’s payback for the sex jokes.” I said.
Niall smiled, and gave me thumbs up.
“Let’s go upstairs.” Harry said helping me up.
Niall got up to, and we made our way upstairs. When we got there none of the other boys were there.
“Where is everyone?” I asked.
“They went to pick up lunch. I ordered you a turkey wrap, and Niall the chicken and fries.” Harry said.
“Awesome thanks, I’m starving, and all that running drove me crazy.” Niall said.
We all laughed, and Niall recorded as we waited for the boys to come back. Harry started kissing me. He rubbed his hand up and down my thigh, and I smiled into the kiss.
“Not here.” I mumbled.
“You drive me crazy.” Harry said.
I giggled, and buried my head into his neck. He pulled me up into his lap, and stroked my hair.
“You are so beautiful.” He said into my hair.
“You are too Styles, not so shabby.” I laughed.
“I want to show you how much I love you, but you keep making me wait…and wait…” Harry whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear, and giving me goose bumps.
“In good time Harry.” I whispered.
“I can’t wait that long Alana. I may have to take this cast off you myself.” Harry said, tracing circles on my thigh.
He leaned in and rested his forehead on mine. I smiled, and grazed my lips on his.
“Ew.” Louis said from the doorway.
Harry looked up and smiled.
“Glad you aren’t me then. Try eating dinner with these two.” Niall said grabbing his food.
Harry got up, and grabbed us our food and we all sat and ate. The boys all scarfed down their food, as I nibbled on mine. I wasn’t really a big eater. I ate but, normally home cooked food. I wasn’t much for take-out.
Liam was sitting on a magazine the entire time we were eating. He looked like he was trying to hide it.
“Liam. What is that?” I asked pointing at the magazine.
“Um, just a magazine.” He answered.
“Can I see it?” I asked.
“No.” he answered flatly.
“Why not?” I questioned.
He didn’t answer. Louis and Zayn looked away from me too. Niall was too busy eating to be confused, and Harry didn’t seem to care.
“It’s not just a magazine.” Zayn spoke up.
“Why? What’s in it?” I asked.
“It’s not in it. It’s the headlining story.” Louis mumbled.
“What is it then?” Harry asked.
“Harry, we don’t believe it at all. We know you.” Louis said.
“Just tell me what it is.” Harry said getting angry.
Liam pulled the magazine from under him. On the cover was a picture of a doctor coming into our house, and then a picture of the stitches in my eyebrow, with the caption “Harry Styles the Abusive one?”
“What!?” I shouted.
Harry looked pale as a ghost, and like he was about to cry.
“Read the article!” I shouted at Liam.
“Harry do you want to…” Liam said.
“Just read it.” Harry spat cutting him off.
Liam began: “Alana Goldberg, the new lover of Harry Styles of One Direction, seems to get into a lot of freak accidents. First, a “run in” with the fans, and now a split eyebrow. Ever since her and Styles (18) have been going out, there have been numerous accidents surrounding the couple. Styles was in a mysterious car accident, and Goldberg was brutally beaten. Was it the fans that beat her or her new beau? No one was available for comment, but we will soon be contacting Goldberg to make a statement.”
“Oh my God. How could they say that?” Niall shouted.
Harry buried his face in his hands, and sobbed silently.
“Harry, mate, we can fix this.” Louis said.
“Everyone thinks I beat her.” Harry wept.
“No, the fans will know it isn’t true.” Liam said.
“They think I’m a big whore anyway.” Harry said.
“Guys, let’s give them a minute.” Zayn said.
The boys got up and left and I slid onto the floor down next to Harry.
“It’ll be okay babe.” I said rubbing his hair.
“No it won’t this is serious. How could people say stuff like that?” Harry asked.
I pulled his head onto my shoulder, and rubbed his back as he cried.
“I’ll make a statement then. When then contact me, I’ll go talk.” I stated.
“Alana you don’t need to do that for me.” Harry said.
“Yes I do. They aren’t going to treat you like this Harry. You are the best, most loving boyfriend in the world and no one will think anything different. You did it for me with the hate, and I’ll do it for you.” I said.
“You are too amazing Alana.” Harry smiled.
“I know.” I joked.
Harry smiled.
“We can get through this okay? Everything will be okay.” I said.
Harry nodded, and I leaned in and kissed him.
“Don’t be said baby. Happy is a better look for you.” I said.
Harry smiled and kissed me lovingly on the lips. The other boys came back in, and we finished eating up lunch.
Just as Liam was about to go into the studio to record, my phone went off.
“Hey, we said to keep that thing on silent.” Niall said sarcastically.
“Sorry.” I said.
It was a number I didn’t know, so I had Harry answer.
“Hello?” he said.
“Is Alana there?” a male voice asked.
“Who’s calling.” Harry said.
“We want Alana to make an appearance on out show, to discuss her abusive relationship.” The man said.
“Give me the phone.” I whispered to Harry.
“Okay, here she is.” Harry said.
The boys all stood in silence and watched.
“Hello?” I said.
“Is this Alana?” the man asked.
“Yeah, what do you want?” I said.
“We need you on our show to discuss your abusive relationship.” He said.
“Fine, I’ll make an appearance, but you better get one thing straight. We are playing this my way. You aren’t going to talk anymore of this abusing stuff until the interview. Harry has never laid a hand on me. He would never. Stop trying to ruin his career because it won’t work. If you so much as think he abused me, I’m cancelling this interview, and filing a lawsuit against you for slander. You speaka de English!?” I shouted and hung up.
“You go girl.” Louis said.
I smiled and grabbed Harry’s hand. He looked down lovingly at me, and kissed my forehead. I could fix this. Harry helped me when I was getting hate, and now it was my turn to help him. I wasn’t going to let him down. He needed me and I would be there for him. He was always here for me.