Invisible I
So You're In A Band?
~Carmella's POV~
So it's been two weeks since I haven't talked to Harry. He gave up trying to contact me about two or three days ago.
I know the silent treatment is childish, but I have no desire to speak to a person, that didn't even have the decency to tell me, who the hell he actually is!
When he stopped contacting me, I figured he was done with me. Now that I think about it, I would probably be done too, I mean, he has thousands if not millions of girls throwing themselves at him, why would he need me? He wanted to shag me, I didn't, so obviously he went on to find someone who did. So I decided to see, what he had to say to me in the texts and calls I got. There were a lot, I guess he's just desperate to get into someones pants. Hm. Whatever.
Most of them were very similar, though they weren't exactly what I expected to hear.
The first messages said something like this:
From: Harry Styles
hey! where did u go?
From: Harry Styles
seriously carmella, not funny. the mob is gone and i am freaking out!
From: Harry Styles
caramel answer me! are u ok? are u hurt? if ur ok just please tell me im panicking!!
Then there were the voicemails.
''Hey, Carmella, I've left you a ton of text messages, where are you?! The mob is gone, and I am freaking out! I don't know what happened, but please just let me know that you're ok. Please, I am panicking.''
''Look, you're not answering me, and I am literally getting ready to go the Police Station and report you as a missing person. Please, just let me know you're okay.''
Then there were some of these.
From: Harry Styles
OK, i saw you walking out of starbucks this morning, so ur ok. i wasn't quick enough to catch u, but please answer me. i figured ur mad at me, i dont know why so if u could tell me what i did, i would be much happier.
From: Harry Styles
will u answer me?! what did i do wrong?!
And of course, angry voicemails.
''Carmella, please stop ignoring me. Will you just tell me why you're mad at me? It's driving me insane! Seriously, stop fooling around, and answer me!''
''I'm tired of these jokes! Call me back right when you get this!''
Now that I think about it, I actually hadn't told him the reason why I was mad at him. But he really didn't understand? How could he not?! Did he what, forget the mob from our 'date'?!
Besides, it doesn't matter anymore, because he's moved on.
Suddenly, I was disrupted from my thoughts by a loud knock on the door. I looked at the clock, which read 23:48. Who would be here at this time?
I slowly walked up and opened the door, to reveal - Harry Styles.
I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't, because I was engulfed in a tight hug.
''Thank GOD you're okay. You didn't answer me, do you know how worried I was? I was panicking! I even thought about going to the bloody Police Station! Why?! What did I do?!''
After the last part, I immediately pushed him off of me.
''You want to know why I'm mad at you? Alright, I'll tell you why I'm mad at you. I'm mad at you, because you didn't tell me who you were, which by the way was one of the reasons our date failed!''
He put on a shocked face. Yeah right, like I'm falling for that.
''What do you mean, I didn't tell you who you were? I'm Harry Styles, 19, from Holmes Chapel. What else do you want to know?''
''For starters I'd like to know about your little band and your little music career, how about that?'' I said in a half-mocking, half-sarcastic voice and threw my hands up.
Real shock came over his face.
''How did you find out?'' He looked me in the eyes, piercing holes in my eyeballs.
''What, do you think the mob wasn't enough?''
I was about to yell some more, but he silenced me.
''Look, I'm really sorry, I had no idea that it would be such a big deal.'' He huffed.
'' Not a big deal? You pretty much didn't tell me who you are at all! Why would you even do that?''
''Because every girl knows who I am, and the band is the only reason why any girl would like me!'' He snapped ''I just wanted a real date, maybe start a real relationship, where my band and my career and my amount of money in my bank account wouldn't matter! I just wanted you to like me for me. When I realized you didn't know me and the band, I actually already liked you and realized that this could possibly work out.'' He ended silently, and his anger turned into sadness.
I never thought about it that way. Then I remembered all the girls in the mob, and things I've read on the internet, that girls think he's so cute, and blah blah blah. The I realized that he must've though, that if he wasn't famous, if he'd ask these girls out, they'd probably laugh in his face. Great, now I feel bad, for makin' him feel bad.
I sighed.
''I'm sorry, I never thought about it that way. I honestly thought that you were some conceited popstar that just needed me for, you know... things, and that's why you didn't tell me. I'm sorry, I feel really bad.''
I looked at my feet. He go closer and closed the door.
He took my chin is his palm, and lightly tilted it upwards.
''I really like you, I'd never use you. I was just happy that you didn't recognize me and that you liked me for me, and not my fame. Will you forgive me for not telling you?''
''Harry, honestly, I'm the only one who should apologize, I mean, I didn't even tell you why I was angry. I just ignored you.''
He smiled, '' Then no apologies are needed''
That made me smile as well.
''So our date got crashed, how about we do it over?''
''Oh Harry, I loved it last time, you know, until we got mobbed, but it was honestly really much. Can we do something a bit more simple?''
He put on a thinking face.
''Does a romantic movie night at my place sound good?''
''Absolutely'' I smiled.
He hugged me and nuzzled his head into my hair.
''Thank you for understanding.''
The he let me go, I could still smell his cologne.
''Well, I should get going. Will I see you tomorrow?''
I nodded.
''Tomorrow sounds great, but you can stay over if you'd like, it's really late.'' I smiled politely.
''Oh, but I don't want to bother and-'' I didn't let him finish.
''You won't be a bother, I promise'' I smiled and looked at him.
''Alright, well, thanks.'' He smiled.
We didn't feel sleepy yet, so we cuddled into the couch and watched some Pixar movies. Guess who picked that. (Imagine I'm pointing at myself)
Towards the end of Cars 2, I slowly drifted off to sleep on Harry's shoulder.
So it's been two weeks since I haven't talked to Harry. He gave up trying to contact me about two or three days ago.
I know the silent treatment is childish, but I have no desire to speak to a person, that didn't even have the decency to tell me, who the hell he actually is!
When he stopped contacting me, I figured he was done with me. Now that I think about it, I would probably be done too, I mean, he has thousands if not millions of girls throwing themselves at him, why would he need me? He wanted to shag me, I didn't, so obviously he went on to find someone who did. So I decided to see, what he had to say to me in the texts and calls I got. There were a lot, I guess he's just desperate to get into someones pants. Hm. Whatever.
Most of them were very similar, though they weren't exactly what I expected to hear.
The first messages said something like this:
From: Harry Styles
hey! where did u go?
From: Harry Styles
seriously carmella, not funny. the mob is gone and i am freaking out!
From: Harry Styles
caramel answer me! are u ok? are u hurt? if ur ok just please tell me im panicking!!
Then there were the voicemails.
''Hey, Carmella, I've left you a ton of text messages, where are you?! The mob is gone, and I am freaking out! I don't know what happened, but please just let me know that you're ok. Please, I am panicking.''
''Look, you're not answering me, and I am literally getting ready to go the Police Station and report you as a missing person. Please, just let me know you're okay.''
Then there were some of these.
From: Harry Styles
OK, i saw you walking out of starbucks this morning, so ur ok. i wasn't quick enough to catch u, but please answer me. i figured ur mad at me, i dont know why so if u could tell me what i did, i would be much happier.
From: Harry Styles
will u answer me?! what did i do wrong?!
And of course, angry voicemails.
''Carmella, please stop ignoring me. Will you just tell me why you're mad at me? It's driving me insane! Seriously, stop fooling around, and answer me!''
''I'm tired of these jokes! Call me back right when you get this!''
Now that I think about it, I actually hadn't told him the reason why I was mad at him. But he really didn't understand? How could he not?! Did he what, forget the mob from our 'date'?!
Besides, it doesn't matter anymore, because he's moved on.
Suddenly, I was disrupted from my thoughts by a loud knock on the door. I looked at the clock, which read 23:48. Who would be here at this time?
I slowly walked up and opened the door, to reveal - Harry Styles.
I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't, because I was engulfed in a tight hug.
''Thank GOD you're okay. You didn't answer me, do you know how worried I was? I was panicking! I even thought about going to the bloody Police Station! Why?! What did I do?!''
After the last part, I immediately pushed him off of me.
''You want to know why I'm mad at you? Alright, I'll tell you why I'm mad at you. I'm mad at you, because you didn't tell me who you were, which by the way was one of the reasons our date failed!''
He put on a shocked face. Yeah right, like I'm falling for that.
''What do you mean, I didn't tell you who you were? I'm Harry Styles, 19, from Holmes Chapel. What else do you want to know?''
''For starters I'd like to know about your little band and your little music career, how about that?'' I said in a half-mocking, half-sarcastic voice and threw my hands up.
Real shock came over his face.
''How did you find out?'' He looked me in the eyes, piercing holes in my eyeballs.
''What, do you think the mob wasn't enough?''
I was about to yell some more, but he silenced me.
''Look, I'm really sorry, I had no idea that it would be such a big deal.'' He huffed.
'' Not a big deal? You pretty much didn't tell me who you are at all! Why would you even do that?''
''Because every girl knows who I am, and the band is the only reason why any girl would like me!'' He snapped ''I just wanted a real date, maybe start a real relationship, where my band and my career and my amount of money in my bank account wouldn't matter! I just wanted you to like me for me. When I realized you didn't know me and the band, I actually already liked you and realized that this could possibly work out.'' He ended silently, and his anger turned into sadness.
I never thought about it that way. Then I remembered all the girls in the mob, and things I've read on the internet, that girls think he's so cute, and blah blah blah. The I realized that he must've though, that if he wasn't famous, if he'd ask these girls out, they'd probably laugh in his face. Great, now I feel bad, for makin' him feel bad.
I sighed.
''I'm sorry, I never thought about it that way. I honestly thought that you were some conceited popstar that just needed me for, you know... things, and that's why you didn't tell me. I'm sorry, I feel really bad.''
I looked at my feet. He go closer and closed the door.
He took my chin is his palm, and lightly tilted it upwards.
''I really like you, I'd never use you. I was just happy that you didn't recognize me and that you liked me for me, and not my fame. Will you forgive me for not telling you?''
''Harry, honestly, I'm the only one who should apologize, I mean, I didn't even tell you why I was angry. I just ignored you.''
He smiled, '' Then no apologies are needed''
That made me smile as well.
''So our date got crashed, how about we do it over?''
''Oh Harry, I loved it last time, you know, until we got mobbed, but it was honestly really much. Can we do something a bit more simple?''
He put on a thinking face.
''Does a romantic movie night at my place sound good?''
''Absolutely'' I smiled.
He hugged me and nuzzled his head into my hair.
''Thank you for understanding.''
The he let me go, I could still smell his cologne.
''Well, I should get going. Will I see you tomorrow?''
I nodded.
''Tomorrow sounds great, but you can stay over if you'd like, it's really late.'' I smiled politely.
''Oh, but I don't want to bother and-'' I didn't let him finish.
''You won't be a bother, I promise'' I smiled and looked at him.
''Alright, well, thanks.'' He smiled.
We didn't feel sleepy yet, so we cuddled into the couch and watched some Pixar movies. Guess who picked that. (Imagine I'm pointing at myself)
Towards the end of Cars 2, I slowly drifted off to sleep on Harry's shoulder.
Notes
Okay, so as you can probably tell from the list of authors on the top right corner, I am now theonly author. :(But hey, I got inspiration! So I will be updating this story. As for my other story, I ran out of ideas. So I'll try and finish this story, and I think I'm getting rid of the other story. I'll think about that. Anyway, thanks for being patient, I will be updating frequently from now on. :)
~Paula ^^
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