Saving Addison White (A famous Harry Styles fanfiction)

“If that guy takes another picture of us I just might lose my mind,” I grumbled as we made our way through the hiking trail, Demi’s dog trailing not too far from us. “I’ve been followed around by these men for so many years yet I just can’t get used to having them around…”


The man had followed us from the moment we’d left my house in the early hours of the morning. We’d managed to ignore him for the first hour or two because we thought that if we’d let him take pictures he’d leave us alone but he didn’t. Harry and I had decided to interact with the rest of the world after being in hiding for what seemed like an eternity – it was only a few days but people were already speculating a break-up which was making my mom and dad, as well as Harry’s management quite happy.


We’d gone for a morning hike in the hills of Hollywood which was supposed to be peaceful but it had turned rather chaotic because every few seconds a fan would come up to the both of us and ask for an autograph from either Harry or myself, sometimes the both of us. They would then compliment us being a cute couple before going off and doing their own thing.


“The life of a superstar,” I teased as we made our way to one of the benches, making sure to pull my cap a little lower so that my face was hidden from everyone. “I know I’ve been doing this for years but I can’t deal with the paparazzi…”


“And yet they follow you around every day…” he added.


“Oh please superstar,” I mocked. “Your life is easy. No one hates you, in fact the whole world loves you. In their eyes you can’t do any wrong,” I blurted out before I could stop myself. “The only hard thing about being you… Nothing.”


“Don’t be so sure,” he said absentmindedly before shaking his head as if he was discarding a wicked thought from his head. “What happened to you anyway? I know it’s none of my business but you used to be America’s sweetheart and now you’re…”


“The most hated person in the world,” I finished his sentence off for him, trying my best to sound chirpy. “Don’t think of denying it, I know I’m hated by half the continent. A survey was done…”


Harry chuckled. “Really?” I nodded my head in response to his question. “And here I was thinking I was the most hated person.”


“Harry Styles, you have nothing on me,” I flipped my ponytail and gave him the smuggest of smiles. “Things change, people change I guess. Haven’t you been listening to the news lately? I’m not a good person, well according to the public I’m not, Joe’s going around telling the whole world about our failed relationship. I made one mistake,” I sighed. “One mistake and it’s going to haunt me for the rest of my life… I can’t even bare to stare at my reflection in the mirror.”


“We all make mistakes Addison, but it doesn’t make us bad
people…”


I shook my head. “No Harry, you don’t understand, if I could I’d take it all back. I’d change the last five years of my life, I’d do so many things differently…”


My mind drifted off to a better time, a time where I wasn’t hated by my parents, where Joe could look me in the eye with no hatred in them and loved me unconditionally and when the world didn’t hate me. “I guess everything happens for a reason, had those thing not happened in my life I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I know there’s something better for me,” I sighed. “I guess I’ll have to be patient and wait.”


When I turned to look at Harry he was silent and staring intently at me, he didn’t break the eye contact, even when he saw that I’d caught him.


“Sorry for boring you,” I chuckled awkwardly before looking down at my wrists marked with faint cutting marks. My battle scars, I’d been brave for so many months and those scars were just a reminder of that.


“Why do you do it?”


“Do what?” I asked, sounding confused and squinting my eyes a little. I then noticed that Harry was looking down at my exposed wrists and immediately I started feeling self-conscious, the last thing I wanted was for Harry to see my scars. I quickly put my hand between my thighs and squeezed them together.


“Why do you hurt yourself?” he tried to take my hand into his but I flinched away. “I’m not trying to hurt you Addison,” he explained. “I just want to…”


“Enough about me,” I blurted out. “You have a reputation of being a ladies man, so what’s the deal with you Mr Heartbreaker?”


He furrowed his eyebrows, confusion written all over his face but he didn’t question it, instead he acted like he didn’t ask the question in the first place. “Mr Heartbreaker?”


“Like me, you have a bit of a reputation, you’re a bit of a ladies man,” I smirked. “What do you have to say about that? Is it a fact or fiction?”


“I’m not a ladies man,” he answered before nudging me lightly. “I don’t want to sound cheesy and soppy but I’m just looking for the right girl to share a bit of my heart with,” he smiled.


“Someone whose demons play well with yours…” I trailed off, sounding distant.


“Exactly,” he smiled before pushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “We should get going,” he looked over his shoulder to the paparazzi walking towards us. “The photographer’s coming closer and closer…”


I got up from the bench and stretched my body, I was tired from the walk and it was only just the beginning of the day. Immediately the paparazzo started snapping pictures of Harry and me and suddenly I was hit by a crazy idea.


“Kiss me,” I said abruptly. “Let’s give this guy something to get him off our backs once and for all. We could put on a show for him…”


“A show?”


I grabbed Harry’s head with both my hands and pulled him towards me, making our lips touch. The kiss was a slow kiss that lingered leaving me feeling fuzzy on the inside. His warm and soft lips moving with mine, I felt my cheeks reddening and butterflies started fluttering in my stomach which was strange for me.


Afterwards, we carried on with our hike until we were both worn out and hungry so we walked back to Harry’s car. We spent the rest of the day going about Hollywood visiting all my favourite places and meeting fans along the way. For dinner we went to a cosy restaurant and for the first time in a year I had a proper meal thanks to Harry.


After dinner we went back to my house where Demi and the rest of the boys were hanging out. When we got into the house they were sitting in front of the TV watching an old episode of The Vampire Diaries.


“Oh look at who’s decided to join us,” exclaimed Liam when we walked into the living room. “So good to see you guys, did you lovers have fun today?”


I rolled my eyes and slumped onto the couch next to Demi who was texting nonstop on her phone with a big grin on her face.


“Did you have fun?” she asked, not tearing her eyes off the phone screen. “The whole Twitterverse has been going crazy about you and Harry spending the day out and about town,” she chucked softly. “I see you’re getting pretty serious.”


“Do you stalk me all the time?” I asked, arching my eyebrow at her. “Because if you do it’s kinda creepy and it’s not something you should admit.”


Her response was a little chuckle. I turned my attention back to the TV screen in front of me, watching as Caroline and Stefan sat under the stars having a heart to heart and I watched as slowly Caroline started to fall for Stefan although she wasn’t going to admit it. Somehow they reminded me of Harry and me, not that I liked Harry, but their relationship was rather complicated. Them because of Stefan’s history with Elena and well Harry and I’s relationship was complicated because what we didn’t know what we were to each other.


When I reverted my attention from the screen I found that Harry was looking my way and for a moment I froze and was unable to tear my eyes from his. We stayed that way for a long time, neither of us saying a single word to the other, just watching.


“Addison?”


The moment was interrupted by Louis – who was sitting on the other side of the living room – calling my name and when I turned to him he had a confused look on his face.


“Yeah?” I asked, trying to sound like I’d been concentrating the entire time on what he’d been saying.


“I was telling you that we saw the trailer of your new movie,” he said and I swear I could hear a hint of annoyance in his voice but he wasn’t going to say anything about it and everyone started agreeing with him. “It looks like it’s going to be a good one,” he admitted. “I hope we’re invited to the premier love…”


I chucked and immediately the moment Harry and I had shared left my mind. “Of course you’re invited,” I smiled. “You’re all invited. There’s absolutely no doubt about it,” since I started fake dating Harry I’d made friends with the boys of One Direction and I was planning on staying friends with them since I’d never really had friends apart from Selena Gomez who’d been missing for a while.


Suddenly the whole room started having a conversation about the movie with Niall and Louis acting out the trailer, Louis being the better actor of course and I took that as my chance to make my escape before they noticed. I got into my room, had a quick shower before heading back into my bedroom to change into my pyjamas. I was tying my hair into a bun when I felt someone wrap their arms around my midriff.


I turned and found myself face to face with Harry. “You’re supposed to be in the living room watching the reruns of The Vampire Diaries,” I said softly, trying not to sound too excited. I knew the look on his face and I was liking where the moment was going.


“And you’re supposed to be in the living room with us,” he replied before moving his head slightly to make our lips touched. Soon we were falling back onto the bed and getting lost in each other. Afterwards I rested my head on his chest, it was the first time having sex with Harry sober and I was glad I remembered the whole thing. I fell asleep to the sound of Harry’s heart beating…

Notes

So this is the start of Harry and Addison’s no strings attached relationship which will be filled with a lot of complications.


We also learn a little more about Addison, we know that Harry knows that she cuts but how long has he known for? Hmm, and does Addison like Harry? Vote and comment beautiful people.