Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

The day was going perfectly. Harry and I were madly in love with each other and because I didn’t have to be on set, I spent the day with him and the boys getting up to no good around the house and the neighbourhood. After a day with the boys Harry and I had managed to sneak away from the house and have alone time – something we so desperately needed because the boys seemed to pop up everywhere.


We’d decided to spend the day around the town exploring as Harry was looking into buying property in LA. It was only wise because he spent almost every moment he got in this place, not that I was complaining. For me it just meant seeing my boyfriend all the time.


However, the more time we spent together the more distant he seemed. His mood had shifted dramatically and by the time it was dinner he was far gone. He looked like he was anywhere but with me and he kinda seemed upset, I say this because he’d snapped at the waitress for getting the order wrong… Harry never snapped at people, unless there was something wrong.


I’d contemplated asking but then I left it, couldn’t have him more upset than he already was. When we arrived back at the house he went over to the guys and they did what boys did so I was left all alone and I did what I knew best in situations like that: drank a lot until I came up with a solution to fix the problem. I was drinking my fourth shot when Demi walked into the bar and looked anything but pleased.


“Uhm what do you think you’re doing?” she asked as she marched to where I was sitting and snatched the bottle of vodka from me. “I thought we’d agreed that this is poison…”


“Yeah well the poison is helping me get over the fact that my boyfriend hates me,” I spat out and this caused Demi to scowl. “I thought as much.” I snatched the bottle away from her and poured myself another drink. “Everything’s been going great and now it’s all… Fucked!”


“Addison, what’s wrong?”


I put the bottle down and got onto my feet, I was feeling a little light headed but I was also feeling very courageous. Yes, I had the courage to go out there and ask Harry what his problem was and that was exactly what I did. I walked out to where they were all sitting and called Harry to the side, he was reluctant but he did it and that was when I asked the question. It only went downhill from there…


“Is there something you want to tell me Addie?” he asked, trying to remain calm but his facial expression told me otherwise.


I didn’t know what he wanted me to say so I stayed silent and gave him a look of confusion. There was nothing I was hiding from him obviously, in fact he was the one with the secrets like the secret calls with my mother. “What the hell is this Harry? Some kind of trick question?” I drawled out. “You haven’t answered my question…”


“So there’s nothing you want to tell me about secret lunches with old friends?”


Of course, Nick and I’s unplanned lunch date. It had made it to every online gossip site and the whole Twitterverse was going insane about it. He must’ve heard that I’d been with him which explained his mood. It wasn’t that I didn’t want him knowing about it – unlike him I didn’t believe in keeping secrets – but I also didn’t want him to think that I was still living in the past because in all honesty I wasn’t. Yes Nick was a part of my old life but I wasn’t going to discard of him that easily, we shared a lot of memories and we cared about each other so much.


“You sound so ridiculous right now,” I scoffed and chuckled in disbelief. “You and I both know that nothing’s going on between Nick and me…”


“Then why were you holding hands?” he cut me off rudely, he was really upset and the fact that he’d consumed alcohol was only making him more aggressive. “Do you hold hands with all your friends? Do you look at all your friends like that?”


“Fucking hell, Harry! Stop being such an insecure prick. It doesn’t really suit you,” I quipped. “Nick and I bumped into each other yesterday and I sure as hell wasn’t going to ignore him. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to bring my old life into this relationship and I had a feeling you were going to be a prick about it…”


“Because I’m the bad guy!” he threw his hands in the air and chuckled with a lot of sarcasm, I wanted to cry at the moment. “So much for not keeping secrets from me.”



“Oh don’t you dare give me that bullshit!” and in that moment I was livid. How dare he bring up secrets? “You’re not one to talk Harry. You’re the last person who should be talking about keeping secrets considering the amounts you keep!” I yelled and used my small fists to pound onto his chest, feeling the tears collecting in my eyes. “How do you explain my mother calling you every second day? Huh?”


He stayed silent, I figured it was shock.


“What? You don’t have anything to say to that?” I said as I took a step away from him. “You honestly thought I wouldn’t find out? Don’t even think about denying it because I saw it. The day we were at your mom’s, just the other day she called you and I’m 100% sure she called you this morning to…”


My mother had been calling me too, annoying me the whole time about my relationship with Harry. The other day she’d also sent a text which read: ‘be careful who you trust with your heart’. I hadn’t understood what it meant at the time but at that moment it was becoming more and more clear to me what she was saying.


“So what has she told you? What lies has my ‘mother’ told you? What do you two even talk about?” I demanded as the tears streamed down my face. I was annoyed with the fact that he wasn’t answering me. “We were better off as fake girlfriend and boyfriend!” I hissed before turning on my heels only to find that the boys were standing at the door, wide eyed.


I didn’t know exactly what they had heard but they looked really shocked and I had a feeling it had something to do with my little revelation about Harry and I being fake some time ago. Louis wasn’t shocked of course because I’d told him that day at the café, him and Demi.


The tears were threatening to fall so I needed to get out quickly before they fell, I quickly made my way towards the exit. It was safe to say I was drunk and I needed to be far away from Harry and his negative energy. I didn’t care that the next day he was going to be leaving, I got into the car and recklessly drove out of the driveway.


The entire way to Shay’s house my phone was vibrating, message after message from each of the boys who were freaking out because I was drunken driving. All the boys texted except for one, the supposed love of my life and that only made my heart hurt more because I really did need him at that moment…

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