Forever Young
Promise me you wont.
Harry’s POV
“Tonight is mainly about you three,” Michelle was talking to Carly, Dani and Riley as we sat in the limo, “All eyes will be on you so do your best tonight. I will be around, trying to keep things running smooth, and I trust you to take care of yourself tonight.”
I looked at Carly and saw her nodding along with what Michelle was saying to them and saw Danielle doing the same thing. Riley was biting her lip, probably in nervousness, and her foot was tapping. Carly squeezed my hand a little bit to get my attention.
“And guys, I want to thank you for coming out to support these ladies. I know that all of you know what it’s like to be in the spotlight so I’m sure you’ll be a great help.” Duh, you have 2 members of a popular boy band and Taylor Lautner, of course we can help.
Hearing Michelle gasp as the limo stopped moving, I looked into her eyes and saw that she looked nervous too. Carly pulled her hand from mine as the door opened. Liam stepped out first and reached back to help Michelle out before he helped Danielle out. I got out next and guided Carly after me. She stood close to me so I slipped my arm around her waist and held her body against mine while we waited for Riley and Taylor.
Cameras flashed as we walked toward the open doors and the brightly lit building. Liam and Danielle were used to this kind of thing so I looked to them for help when I wasn’t sure what to do. Carly had laced her fingers with mine as we walked, her heart was racing and she looked nervous. I looked around at the portrait-covered walls in amazement. They were beautiful portraits of famous models, bands and other artists. We stopped walking and looked at each other.
“Okay, go do your own thing now.” Michelle winked and walked away.
We all nodded and looked at each other. Danielle looked around as a crowd gathered by the door and then shrugged.
“Just the media trying to get in here.” Danielle spoke to us and looked up to Liam. “Let’s go walk around.”
I slipped my hand out of Carly’s and snaked it around her so I could lead her away from the group. She smiled up at me and walked away to the back of the room. We found a bench and sat down; looking around you could tell who was there for the publicity or there for work. It made me laugh seeing all the people fake interests just to get noticed.
“Babe?” She asked getting my eyes to land on her. “Tomorrow’s Friday right?”
“Yea” I answered quietly.
“Okay, I’m going to make plans for us to go to my brother’s on Saturday.” She seemed excited to go.
“Are you sure you want me to go with you?”
“Of course.” She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “Do you want to go?”
“Yes, definitely.” I reassured her as a well-dressed teenage girl walked over to us.
“You’re Harry Styles right?” She asked shyly.
“Yes I am, and you are?” I sat up straight and looked into her dark brown eyes.
“I’m Sarah.” She smiled and shifted her eyes to Carly. “And you're Carly Ryland?”
“Yea” She mumbled looking at her too.
“I just wanted to thank you for coming to this event. A lot of the art here, is mine and it’s an amazing feeling to have you here.” She seemed nervous.
“Oh, you're welcome.” I said as Carly stood up.
“Please excuse me, I need to go talk to someone.” Carly politely excused herself and walked away.
“Well, I’ll leave you to sit here.” Sarah smiled and turned away hesitantly.
“Sarah,” She turned back around, “Would you like to show me some of your artwork?”
She nodded and waited for me to stand. I walked with her over to a brightly colored section of the building. The artwork ranged from darker blues and purples to like yellows and pinks.
“This was one of my favorite paintings.” It was of a red rose in the background with its petals flying off of it.
“What were you going through when you made this?” I was really into her art, it just said something to me.
“I was depressed. The rose kinda symbolizes me before being bullied and the petals are basically everything that I liked about myself.” She spoke quietly pulling on the edges of her sleeves.
I reached out and caught her wrist as she fixed the sleeve. She tried pulling her wrist back but I didn't let go, all I did was hold it in place and push her sleeve back. There were about 12 healing scars on her wrist and 4 newer ones that were still scabs.
“Sarah…” I looked into her tear filled eyes. “You don’t need to do this to yourself. You are beautiful and sweet, don’t let those people get to you.”
“They aren’t just people, they’re my parents.” She mumbled out as a tear slipped down her cheek. “My mom tears me down all the time and my dad, my dad’s worse than me moms. He hits me, you don’t know what it feels like to go through that.”
“You're right, I don’t but you don’t have to go through it alone or do this to yourself. I know that you aren’t a complete loner, you're too nice for that.” I wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Please don’t do this anymore, you can just call me or Carly. I will give you our numbers.”
“Okay, I wont.”
“Promise me you wont.” I let go of her wrist but held eye contact.
“I promise.” She whispered out as I grabbed my phone.
She pulled her phone out and we switched numbers before putting our phones away. I embraced her in a hug and rubbed her back. When we pulled back she smiled up at me.
“Thank you Harry, you don’t know what this means to me.”
“You're welcome, I’m glad I could help.” I let go of her completely.
“Oh, by the way, I’m a fan of your music but I wont go creeper status with your number.” She laughed quietly.
“Thanks.” I chuckled before walking away.
“Tonight is mainly about you three,” Michelle was talking to Carly, Dani and Riley as we sat in the limo, “All eyes will be on you so do your best tonight. I will be around, trying to keep things running smooth, and I trust you to take care of yourself tonight.”
I looked at Carly and saw her nodding along with what Michelle was saying to them and saw Danielle doing the same thing. Riley was biting her lip, probably in nervousness, and her foot was tapping. Carly squeezed my hand a little bit to get my attention.
“And guys, I want to thank you for coming out to support these ladies. I know that all of you know what it’s like to be in the spotlight so I’m sure you’ll be a great help.” Duh, you have 2 members of a popular boy band and Taylor Lautner, of course we can help.
Hearing Michelle gasp as the limo stopped moving, I looked into her eyes and saw that she looked nervous too. Carly pulled her hand from mine as the door opened. Liam stepped out first and reached back to help Michelle out before he helped Danielle out. I got out next and guided Carly after me. She stood close to me so I slipped my arm around her waist and held her body against mine while we waited for Riley and Taylor.
Cameras flashed as we walked toward the open doors and the brightly lit building. Liam and Danielle were used to this kind of thing so I looked to them for help when I wasn’t sure what to do. Carly had laced her fingers with mine as we walked, her heart was racing and she looked nervous. I looked around at the portrait-covered walls in amazement. They were beautiful portraits of famous models, bands and other artists. We stopped walking and looked at each other.
“Okay, go do your own thing now.” Michelle winked and walked away.
We all nodded and looked at each other. Danielle looked around as a crowd gathered by the door and then shrugged.
“Just the media trying to get in here.” Danielle spoke to us and looked up to Liam. “Let’s go walk around.”
I slipped my hand out of Carly’s and snaked it around her so I could lead her away from the group. She smiled up at me and walked away to the back of the room. We found a bench and sat down; looking around you could tell who was there for the publicity or there for work. It made me laugh seeing all the people fake interests just to get noticed.
“Babe?” She asked getting my eyes to land on her. “Tomorrow’s Friday right?”
“Yea” I answered quietly.
“Okay, I’m going to make plans for us to go to my brother’s on Saturday.” She seemed excited to go.
“Are you sure you want me to go with you?”
“Of course.” She leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “Do you want to go?”
“Yes, definitely.” I reassured her as a well-dressed teenage girl walked over to us.
“You’re Harry Styles right?” She asked shyly.
“Yes I am, and you are?” I sat up straight and looked into her dark brown eyes.
“I’m Sarah.” She smiled and shifted her eyes to Carly. “And you're Carly Ryland?”
“Yea” She mumbled looking at her too.
“I just wanted to thank you for coming to this event. A lot of the art here, is mine and it’s an amazing feeling to have you here.” She seemed nervous.
“Oh, you're welcome.” I said as Carly stood up.
“Please excuse me, I need to go talk to someone.” Carly politely excused herself and walked away.
“Well, I’ll leave you to sit here.” Sarah smiled and turned away hesitantly.
“Sarah,” She turned back around, “Would you like to show me some of your artwork?”
She nodded and waited for me to stand. I walked with her over to a brightly colored section of the building. The artwork ranged from darker blues and purples to like yellows and pinks.
“This was one of my favorite paintings.” It was of a red rose in the background with its petals flying off of it.
“What were you going through when you made this?” I was really into her art, it just said something to me.
“I was depressed. The rose kinda symbolizes me before being bullied and the petals are basically everything that I liked about myself.” She spoke quietly pulling on the edges of her sleeves.
I reached out and caught her wrist as she fixed the sleeve. She tried pulling her wrist back but I didn't let go, all I did was hold it in place and push her sleeve back. There were about 12 healing scars on her wrist and 4 newer ones that were still scabs.
“Sarah…” I looked into her tear filled eyes. “You don’t need to do this to yourself. You are beautiful and sweet, don’t let those people get to you.”
“They aren’t just people, they’re my parents.” She mumbled out as a tear slipped down her cheek. “My mom tears me down all the time and my dad, my dad’s worse than me moms. He hits me, you don’t know what it feels like to go through that.”
“You're right, I don’t but you don’t have to go through it alone or do this to yourself. I know that you aren’t a complete loner, you're too nice for that.” I wiped the tears from her cheeks. “Please don’t do this anymore, you can just call me or Carly. I will give you our numbers.”
“Okay, I wont.”
“Promise me you wont.” I let go of her wrist but held eye contact.
“I promise.” She whispered out as I grabbed my phone.
She pulled her phone out and we switched numbers before putting our phones away. I embraced her in a hug and rubbed her back. When we pulled back she smiled up at me.
“Thank you Harry, you don’t know what this means to me.”
“You're welcome, I’m glad I could help.” I let go of her completely.
“Oh, by the way, I’m a fan of your music but I wont go creeper status with your number.” She laughed quietly.
“Thanks.” I chuckled before walking away.
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