“Hey, what are these?” I ask looking at a couple of letters addressed to me in the closet. I was setting up the clothes that I had bought on the side of the closet that Harry had cleared for me. I start opening one but stop as Harry walks into the closet, looking grave.

“I meant to throw those away.” He say, looking guilty. I continue reading, but stop when I realize what it is. It's hate mail. My hate mail. He walks over to me and takes the letter away. “Forget about them.” He say, laying his forehead against mine.

“Easy for you to say.” I mumbled, hurt by the words in those letters. What have I done to infuriate people so much? I don't think I'm that bad of a person. There's a whole bag filled with those letters. Does people not have anything better to do?

“Read these instead.” He say and give me five letters. I look down at those five letters and wrinkle my eyebrows.

“That's kind of pathetic. In compare to those.” I say pointing at the bag. “Have you've been sorting them out?” I look up at his worried expression.

“No, the management does.” I stroke his cheek, trying to make that look go away. Why is he so worried all the time? I take the letters from his hand and throw them dramatically in the air, before I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. He smiles as he brings his arms around me and pull me close, nuzzling his nose against mine.

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I grunt loudly standing in the closet while putting my panties and bras in one of the drawer there. I hear Harry chuckle from the bedroom.

“What is it babe?” He ask, still chuckling.

“I forgot to buy socks.” I say, seeing that I have everything but socks in my underwear drawer. He laughs and walk into the closet, seeing me with a frown.

“Then why don't we go out and buy the little lady some socks?” He say taking my hand, smiling huge.

“Fine. I'll just get changed.” I say and pull on a pair of jeans and a sweater.

“You don't wanna fix your hair?” He ask as I walk out into the living room, ready to go. Why would I fix my hair just to go buy some socks? I look questioningly at him and he gives me a knowing smile.

“Oh, right. The paparazzi's!” I say, turning around and walking into the bathroom to fix my hair and put on some makeup. I'm still not used to them being around this much. I can never again walk out of the apartment without looking myself in the mirror again, it's a bit strange.

We walk into the store without any problem, no one has spotted us yet. I put a bunch of socks in the shopping bag, I even find a T-shirt that I love and put that in as well. I walk around the store, seeing harry by the accessories.

“Did you find anything fun?” I ask as I walk up to him, he turns around holding a beanie in his hand.

“Yeah, I like this.” He say holding it up.

“Me too. Put it in the bag.” I spot a couple of girls deeper in the store and they have seen us. “We should go, we've been spotted.” I say as the girls get closer. When they are a few feet away, our security steppes in the way, blocking us. These guys are huge, Harry didn't get some that would blend in, he choose the biggest guys ever. He's a little overprotective this one.

“Hi Harry.” The girls shout over the guys, he steppes around the guys, leaving me behind them. “Oh my god, we love you!” They shriek. He greets the girls, giving them hugs and signing their phones and T-shirts. I watch, feeling a little proud, he is very professional. One of the girls turn toward me and lean her head around the security.

“I'm sorry about what happened to your apartment!” She say and smile, I see Harry look between us.

“Thank you.” I say a little shocked, giving her a small smile.

“I can't believe anyone would do that. It's horrible.” Another girl adds. I see Harry smile, looking at me.

“Yeah, like... We're so happy for you guys, you are perfect together!” The third girls voice is high and joyful.

“Thank you!” Harry say to the girls, walking over and taking my hand. Pushing the securities away, showing that everything's okey. These girls isn't someone they need protecting me from.

“Could I have a picture with you?” One of the girls ask looking at me. She wants a picture with me?

“Uhm, Sure.” I say, looking at Harry who just smiles big. I can't believe this, me taking pictures with fans? What happened? I stand beside the girl, smiling my best as another takes the pictures. When she'd taken a picture, Harry comes on the other side of the girl, putting his arm on her shoulder and they take a few more pictures of us three together.

We say goodbye to the girls and walk up to the cash register to pay for our things.

“Well, miss going-to-be-on-the-internet-in-a-few-minutes.” Harry smiles down at me. I grunt loudly, I hadn't really though about that. Those pictures would be all over the web in just a couple of minutes. It was one thing to have paparazzi photos out there, those I couldn't do anything about, but these was my own doing. Hope I didn't look like shit in the photos.

Harry laughs at me as we walk out of the store, only to find that the street has been filled with fans and paparazzi. Our security leads the way back to Harry's car. I look down, holding a firm grip on Harry's arm. The flashes go off like a rave, but thankfully you don't notice that as much since it's light out. The screaming fans on the other hand is hard to ignore, they are really loud. They pull and claw at us and I get the feeling that for Harry it's more to touch him and me to hurt me. Someone pulls my hair and I fly back by the force. Harry gets shocked and the security runs forward to get the girl off me. Jim, one of the security guys, get his arms around me and drags me towards the car. I have no idea where Harry is, I can't see anything other than Jim's arms, holing my head down. He pushes me inside the car, closing the door. I'm the only one in there.

I feel the back of my head, it's hurting a lot. I actually think she pulled off a bunch of hair when she yanked at my hair. I look down at my fingers seeing a little blood on them. Shit! No wonder it hurt.

The other door to the car opens and Harry slips in, closing it behind him and the security stands on both side of the car. Harry starts the car and start driving, trying not to drive over someone. When we finally get out of the crowd, he looks over at me with a worried stare.

“Are you okey?” He ask, turning the car onto another street.

“Fine. She'll be able to do a real voodoo-doll though.” I say, touching the aching spot at the back of my head. He takes my hand and squeeze it tight.

“I'm sorry. We who had such a good experience at the store and then this happens.” He say disappointed as we turn into our street.

“Do you have anyantibiotic ointment at home?” I ask as we get out of the car.

“No, I don't think so.” He looks, frustrated. “You want me to go back and buy some?” He ask.

“No, I'll go see if Eleanor has some.” I say, walking to the elevator.

“I'll come with.” He say, looking anxious.

We walk through their door and see Louis sit on the couch. He looks up surprised, but happy.

“Hey guys!” He say, standing up to give me a hug.

“Hi.” I wince as he hugs me. “Where's Eleanor?” I ask and she pops out of the bedroom as on call.

“Hey, I heard my name.” She walks over to us. “Why does you hair looks like you've been in a storm?” She ask looking questioningly at me.

“Because I have. Do you have any antibiotic ointment?” I ask pushing down some of my hair, avoiding the sore spot.

“Yeah, sure. Hold on.” She goes to the bathroom and comes back with a tube. “What happened?” She ask as she hands it to me.

“I got attacked. Do you think you could do it? It's in the back of my head.” I say and she points at the chair in front of her while she looks worried. I sit down and see the looks being shared by the guys but ignores it. I wince as Eleanor pulls away my hair to get to the spot. She stops for a few seconds and I can see on the faces of the guys that she is making some kind of face to them.

“What is it?” I ask her a little frustrated.

“Nothing, just a few strands that's been yanked.” She say like nothing special, but I hear the freaking in her voice.

“Yeah, thanks. I felt that.” I sat sarcastically. She starts to rub in the ointment and it stings a lot. I wince over and over again until she's finally done.

“Thanks!” I say as I let back my hair and she goes to put back the tube.

“So what happened?” Louis asked, looking at Harry.

“We were walking from the store to the car and there was hundreds of fans and paparazzi's there. They pulled and grabbed us as we walked, but nothing that aggressive until Sofia suddenly was pulled back by someone. I didn't even see what happened or where she went.” He says sounding very disturbed.

“Didn't you bring security?” Louis ask shocked.

“Of course. Jim had Sofia in a heartbeat and got her to the car.” He said. I could understand the security by now. I understand why we needed them and why Harry would insist on me having them with me. It was still weird, but I don't know what would have happened if they hadn't been there. Harry was surrounded by fans and wouldn't have gotten to me that fast.

“I'm sorry honey, that sucks!” Eleanor hugs me softly.

“Thanks. I actually think I need to lay down for a while, I'm kind of tired from this whole thing.” I say, looking at Harry who stands up with a anxious expression.

“Come on, I'll get you come. We'll see you guys tonight!” He say as we walk out the door. We had decided to have another little farewell dinner for the guys who are leaving tomorrow. It feels like we have a lot of these farewell's nowadays.

“Are you sure you should be sleeping right now? What if you have a concussion.” Harry says worried as we walk into the bedroom.

“You can't get a concussion from having you hair pulled.” I say, taking his cheeks in my hands. I smile trying to get that concerned expression to leave his face. I lean up and kiss his lips before I take off my jeans and get under the cover.

“You don't have to stay here with me.” I say as Harry pulls his pants off to join me in bed. “You can go play on you phone or the TV, I'm good.” I say with a smile.

“I want to be near you. Can't I use my phone in here?” He looks a little hurt.

“Of course.” I lift the cover and he slips in, pulling me against his chest. He kisses my head before he get his phone and starts to check all his media stuff. I close my eyes and cuddle into him as I feel myself dose off. I have a real bad headache and hope that some sleep will help with that.

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“Wake up sleeping beauty.” I hear, feeling kisses on my shoulder. I grunt as I try opening my eyes, the room is pretty dark besides the bedside lamp. Harry is sitting fully dressed with damp hair.

“What time is it?” I ask as I turn around and lay on my back, flinching as my head touches the pillow.

“It's six. Are you okey?” He has a really worried expression on his face.

“I'm fine.” I say as I sit up, bringing myself face to face with him. “I just need some healing kisses” I say and get a smile from him. He lean in and kisses me softly on the lips. I pull away after a while.

“I need to get a shower before we go.” I say, getting out of bed.

“Okey, I'll be in the other room.” He say and walk out of the bedroom.

I walk into the bathroom and look myself in the mirror. I take out a smaller mirror to see if I can get a look of the sore spot. My whole scalp is red and blue, but I don't see that much else, I can't get close enough. I decide not to wash my hair, afraid that the shampoo and water only will hurt. I wash my body and dry myself before I put on some underwear. Then I take out the dry shampoo that I was thankful that I had bought. I spray it in the front, trying to get my hair as presentable as can without touching the back too much. When it looks okey I add some makeup before I walk out and into the closet to find something to wear. I decide on a pair of leggings and a big t-shirt that I put a belt on, making it look like a dress.

I walk out to find Harry on the couch with his phone, as always. I smile at him and he looks up as I'm walking over.

“You look wonderful.” He say and smile big.

“Thank you, you look very nice too.” I say and touch the collar of his shirt.

I take two painkillers before we walk over to Eleanor and Louis's apartment finding the others already there, hanging in the kitchen.

“Hey, we heard what happened.” Liam say, giving me a worried expression. I wish everyone could stop doing that. I'm not made of glass.

“Hi. It's fine, don't worry about it.” I say, Harry gives my hand a squeeze before going to the fridge for a beer. I know he is having a tough time with this, probably blaming himself.

“It's not fine. Let me see.” Danielle say and walk behind me with Perrie. I sigh before I lift my hair and they both gasp.

“Your whole head is blue.” Perrie say and I see Harry's face go white from across the kitchen.

“Are you sure you don't need to check that up?” Danielle ask and I nod when Liam and Niall go behind me to look also.

“Wooh. That looks like it hurt.” Niall say before be squeeze my shoulder and walk back to his beer.

“I'm fine guys. No one's died from a bruise.” I say smiling and letting my hair down again. I walk over to Harry and takes his hand squeezing it. “I'm fine.” I whisper so only he hear. He puts his arm around my shoulder and brings me closer to him.

“We've been through alot, but I think you take the price.” Perrie say, shaking her head.

“What have happened to you?” I ask curious about their experiences. We hadn't talked about it.

“Mostly threats and mean things said on the internet, some on the street. But no one has ever laid a hand on me that way or destroyed anything that's mine.” Eleanor say.

“No that's basically it, they just talk.” Perrie adds.

“Then I guess they're trying it out on me.” I say, trying to lighten the mood. No one's laughing. “Can we just forget about it and talk about something else?” I beg. Louis smiles kindly at me.

“When are you girls going to come on tour with us?” He ask, poking Eleanor in the side, making her squeal.

“Aren't you guys coming to London in like three weeks?” Danielle ask, looking at Louis, he nods.

“Yeah, we should totally go then. Do some shopping when we're there.” Perrie say and Zayn sigh.

“More shopping?” He ask ironically. “Our closet is full babe.” He smile and kisses her cheek.

“Well, we can get a bigger one.” She say and stretches her tongue out.

“You up for it Sofia?” Eleanor say looking at me with kind eyes. Why not? Not like my apartment can get trashed again.

“Sure.” I say, putting on a smile. It's not that I don't want to see Harry again in three weeks, it's just... leaving again... it didn't go so well the last time. I feel Harry leaning down and kissing my temple, breathing in my scent. I lean against him, putting my hand in his back pocket.

“Grate, I will book the tickets.” Danielle say happily.

We walk over to the table to sit down when the foods ready. Eleanor has made a lot of lasagna, which is delicious as usual. She is a good cook. We talk into the late hours of the night, it's so easy to be with these people. Some of the guys started dancing after a couple of beers, too hilarious dancing, making all of us laugh. Harry kept himself by my side the whole night, even though I knew he wanted to joke around with the guys. I knew he was nervous and worried for me. I loved him for it. But I needed to make him sure that I was fine, he would have suck a hard time leaving otherwise.

Notes

I didn't feel good yesterday, there of no update. Will see if I can give you two updates today. Would you like that?

I hope you still like the story, please comment!

xx.