Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

‘@addiewhite: tune into the @ryanseacrest show this morning’


“That was Miranda Cosgrove’s ‘Kissing You’ requested by our beautiful guest, Addison White, who’s joining us for the morning,” Seacrest said into his microphone, fixing his headphones. “I love having you on the show,” he admitted. “Because I have one full hour to torture you. Why did you pick this song? Is there a special someone out there…?”


I stared blankly at the man sitting across from me, I knew exactly where he was going with that statement and I was planning on so ignoring him.


“Oh Addie, don’t give me that look,” he laughed and started fiddling with the board in front of him. “You were blushing throughout the whole song and I couldn’t help the little movements in the chair as it played. Not to mention how you kept looking out the booth…” his eyes narrowed and mine mirrored his. “You came with a friend today.”


“What are you talking about Ryan?” I asked, trying to sound confused and slightly annoyed with him. “I really don’t understand what you’re trying to say…”


“Yeah you do, you so do,” he pointed his finger at me. “Everyone’s been talking about you and the guy standing outside that door. You’re a twitter addict and I know you know about it because the whole of twitter and Hollywood, in fact the whole world has been buzzing about it.”


I shook my head. “I’m sorry Seacrest, but I just don’t know what you’re talking about…”


“I don’t buy it. There’s something happening in your life, your love life anyway and I’m going to find out what it is…”


“You and I both know that I don’t have a love life,” I answered.


I’d gone onto Ryan Seacrest’s morning show to promote my upcoming film as well as clear out any rumours there were about me. I knew the film talk was going to be easy because I was just so excited about the movie but the rumours part was going to be hard because of the mess I’d gotten myself into in the last week.


“You don’t have a love life? So there’s no one seeing you?”


I shook my head.


“But Addison, I’m pretty sure I read an online article just the other day about you going to lunch with a certain British hottie who goes by the name Harry Styles,” he said in a cheeky voice. “This was after the two of you were spotted leaving the club together…”


“I don’t remember all of this but continue,” I encouraged. “This is getting really interesting.”


“You don’t remember driving back to his hotel and emerging the next morning?”


“I can honestly say I don’t,” I shrugged my shoulders.


“Fine then,” he got off his chair and walked to the studio door and went outside.


I watched everything from the big window in the studio. Ryan walked up to Harry and the both of them shook hands and afterwards they started chatting animatedly, Harry looked over to me then waved and winked before looking back to Ryan and speaking some more. Harry’s mouth then curved into a smug smirk and together they walked back into the studio.


Harry took a seat next to me and nudged my shoulder before putting his headphones on and pulling his chair in towards the table.


“Harry Styles has now joined us in studio ladies and gentlemen…”


“What’s going on here?” I asked, feeling slightly uneasy. I was all for playing games, I did it all the time but I didn’t like being in the dark about things. Ryan and Harry were up to something and I didn’t think I liked where things were going…


“I have a game for us to play,” said Ryan, completely ignoring my question. “Are you two up for a game? It’s called Truth or Pass, I created it myself for you beautiful people.” He cleared his throat and fixed his tie. “This is a fairly simple game, I will ask one of you a question which you have to answer truthfully and if you don’t want to answer it you’re more than welcome to pass the question on to the next person…”


“Sounds fair,” Harry said in his deep voice.


“Trust me, it’s not…” Seacrest smiled and took out a few pieces of paper with some writing printed on them. “Since we don’t have a lot of time, I’m only going to ask you six questions. The first being: what did you have for breakfast? And the question is for Harry…”


“Scrambled eggs and toast, made by yours truly,” he boasted with a smirk on his face.


“Sounds scrumptious…” Ryan laughed. “I didn’t know you could cook Styles.”


“Oh well you know, it’s nothing fancy…” Harry shrugged.


“I’m inviting myself to dinner at your place sometime, before you leave America.”


“You have yourself a deal.”


Seacrest smiled before looking down at the piece of paper again. “The next question is for Addison and the question is… when was the last time you sent out a tweet?”


“This morning,” I shrugged.


“Okay, Harry, this is for you. Do you like Addison White…?”


“You’re making these questions up as you go along,” I retorted. “Can I see that piece of paper?”


“No, you can’t see the piece of paper and I’m not making this up,” he turned to Harry and grinned. “Please answer the question and ignore the girl sitting next to you with the big frown on her face.”


“I think she’s a nice girl,” Harry answered sincerely. “She’s chirpy, there’s never a dull moment with her…” he smiled coyly, his cheek going slightly red. “Who wouldn’t like her?”


Ryan put his hand up before bursting out laughing. “I’m only pulling your leg. That’s a sweet answer,” he batted his eyelashes. “Touched my heart. The next question is for Addie and the question is… Are you seeing Harry Styles?”


A week ago – a day after I slept over at Harry’s place to be exact – Harry and I thought it’d be interesting to see what people and our management if we started being seen together a lot… if we were dating each other. I didn’t have much to lose because well, I had this reputation, in fact Naomi thought that being seen with Harry was exactly what I needed. Harry’s management on the other hand…


My ‘top management’ however wasn’t pleased with it, I’d gotten countless messages reminding me of the contract I’d signed. I chose to ignore the messages and live my life the way I wished to live it. We didn’t tell anyone that we were fake dating each other because there was a high chance that it was going to come out which was the last thing I needed.


We made sure we were spotted together a lot so we went to breakfast a lot, we hung out in public places and I was spending more and more time with the boys of One Direction. You could say we were friends, something so foreign to me, I spent most of my time alone or with my party friends.


“I uhm…” I bit my lower lip and turned to Harry who was giving me an encouraging look. “Yeah. Wait what was the question?” Ryan repeated it and I smiled. “Thanks Ryan, yeah. Harry and I are seeing each other and I’m not answering any more of your questions…”


“You don’t have to,” Ryan said in his serious voice. “Congratulations to the both of you.” Harry and I mumbled a ‘thank you’. “I think you guys owe us the first official Haddison kiss…what do you say? Are you guys up for it?”


I froze, being asked to kiss Harry was the last thing I expected Ryan to ask me to do. I mean I wasn’t scared to kiss Harry, I’d kissed him before and although I don’t quite remember how it felt he was one of my favourite hook-ups.


“Ryan, I’d love to kiss my boyfriend,” I placed my hand on Harry’s shoulder. “But this is radio and no one will see the kiss so it’s actually quite pointless don’t you think?”


“I know you’d say that,” his eyebrows lifted. “We don’t have studio cameras for moments like this one. We’ll post the video on our webpage so you don’t have to worry about that.” He looked over to the guy holding the handheld device. “Are you ready Reggie?”


I turned to Harry who was already facing me and pulled a face at him. We both knew that the kiss was going to seal the deal but there was a look on his face that I couldn’t quite decipher and I was trying to figure out what it was when I felt his soft and warm lips on mine.


“Oh my God!” Ryan yelled. “Oh my God! Ladies and gentlemen,” he yelled out loud. “It’s official! Haddison are real, and they kissed right here in the KIIS studios,” he laughed. “Take that Giuliana Rancic, I broke the story first…” he did a little dance around the studio and Harry and I watched in amusement.


The rest of the interview went by pretty quickly after that. Afterwards Harry and I went over to Starbucks to meet up with the rest of the boys who were very excited to see me. I wish I was just as excited but I’d gone the whole morning with my coke fix and I was feeling a little edgy.


“I heard your interview on the radio…” I turned to Niall who had a big smile on his pale face. “So you and Harry have decided to make it official, yeah? Congratulations.”


I gave him a slight smile, it was the best I could do in the circumstances, then turned my attention to the food in front of me. How was I going to have all that food without having the urge to purge all over the table? The boys had insisted I have something to eat, no matter how much I refused and eventually I ordered the muffin.


My wrists started to itch and my heart started pounding so fast and so loud that I could hear myself thinking or what Louis was saying to me. Underneath the table I started pinching myself really hard, it was what I did when I was under pressure or when I was in unbearable pain and then suddenly someone took my hand into their hand.


I turned around and it was Niall who was looking confused more than anything else but he didn’t break eye contact with me.


“Don’t,” he said softly, shaking his head curtly. Without saying another word he turned his attention to Zayn who was going on and on about his croissant, a conversation I definitely wasn’t interested in. Absentmindedly I started playing with my muffin until it was time for us to go.


“You didn’t touch your food,” Harry mumbled as he pulled me in for a kiss on the forehead.


“I wasn’t hungry,” I grumbled back and he was about to say something when we were interrupted by someone tugging on my vest. I turned around and was faced with a little girl with blonde locks that were similar to mine and the brightest blue eyes. I smiled at her and she mirrored my actions except her smile was rather toothless. “Hello,” I said in the voice I reserved only for people under the age of seven.


“Hi,” she greeted back and I saw her cheeks go a faint shade of pink. “My name’s Caroline and I’m a big fan…”


I usually had small people coming up to me, when I was younger I’d acted in The Parent Trap and well I had young fans because of that.


“Could you uh…” she started trying to open the big notepad in her hands, trying hard not to drop the pen she was holding in her hand. “Could you uh…”


I took the notepad from her hand and she looked up at me. “Let me help you with opening that,” I said before pinching her cheek. “It’s always nice meeting fans,” I told her as I scribbled a message in her note pad. “Here you go.”


She took the notepad before pulling me in for a hug. When she’d hugged me she walked over to Harry and hugged him before running back to her older sister who was standing not too far from where we were standing. Harry and I weren’t a couple, I didn’t think you could even call us friends. We were just people who were in a fake relationship to piss their managements off, it was easy, right?


Little did we know that coming out to the public was just the start of our many problems…

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