Catching Red Eyes

I woke up in a daze. I was laying down somewhere. My vison was blurry and I just saw shapes standing around me. I went to sit up but felt hands push me back down.

“Don’t get up yet,” I heard a male voice say.

“Maddy, grab some water,” another male voice said.

I closed my eyes and squeezed them shut trying to remember what happened. The cameras, the screaming fans, the garbage truck…Harry holding me in his arms.

“Harry.”

“I’m right here, love.”

Shit, I didn’t just say that out loud. I didn’t open my eyes because I knew Maddy was there as well as Marc and George and obviously Harry.

“Here, drink some water.”

Someone was helping me up and handing me water. I finally opened my eyes and they focused. Harry’s hand was on my forearm and he was the closet to me. Next to him was Marc, then George, and Maddy. The only thing I felt besides the stinging in my left arm was the heat of Harry’s hand on my arm. I looked down at it then back at him. His green eyes were locked on mine. I couldn’t look away and my lower stomach was burning with desire.

“Rowan, drink,” he commanded. I took the water and drank it. The cold water rushed through my chest and it did make me feel better. I went to rub my eyes but the stinging in my left arm
from moving it halted it. I instantaneously winced and grabbed it.

“You should probably have it looked at. You fell pretty hard. How’s your head?” Marc asked.

“Uh, its ok, I guess. My arm is just sore. I’ll be fine,” I said to him. I didn’t want to go to the hospital, I felt I just needed some ice.

“Rowan, just sit and take it easy. We ordered some breakfast. Make sure you eat it when it gets here,” George instructed. The phone started ringing and Maddy jumped up to answer it and Marc and George got up. I stayed seated, I still felt Harry’s hand around my arm. I couldn’t meet his gaze again.

“Uh, Mr. Styles, if you don’t mind, do you think we could start the interview?” Marc hesitantly asked.

“Rowan, is it alright if I go? I’ll be back as soon as we finish.” Harry asked me. Wait, he just asked me if it was ok for him to leave me, right? I felt Marc and George staring at me.

“Uhh, yea, yes, of course”, I said to him. I was getting lightheaded again.

“Ok, I’ll be back”, he said to me. Before he stood up, with his other hand he moved a piece of hair out of my eyes. I wanted to melt into his hand but I was frozen. The feeling of his fingers on me made my stomach burn again in a longing, heated desire. I wanted more but then he got up and walked away with my two bosses. Even in my “almost meeting my maker” stupor, I couldn’t help but check him out as he walked away. His tight jeans hung so perfectly on his hips and his shirt was perfectly tailored to be tight on his back but loose as it went further down. As he turned the corner, I met Maddy’s eyes. She then jumped out of her chair and ran over to me.

“Rowan!! Dude, Harry Styles is so into you! You’re seriously going to be the envy of every single straight girl and gay dude out there! I mean I like girls and even I appreciate that beauty!”

“Maddy, stop. He isn’t…is he??”

“Yes!! He literally saved your life! Honestly, no one was paying attention to you, no offense, but him! If he hadn’t seen you that truck would have ran you over! That whole thing was like the beginning of some rom com or fanfic!!”

“What’s a rom com and a what? Fan what?”

“Romantic comedy and fan fiction!” she said. I gave her a confused look. What was she talking about?

“A fan fiction is when fans make up stories about their favorite celebrities and fans read them. Some people get like internet famous from it.”

“Uh, ok…well, it’s nothing. Really, Maddy. I just don’t think someone like me could get the attention of someone like him…”

“You already have, Row. I’m giving him your number after the interview.”

“No!! Please don’t. This is too much right now.” I knew I probably should get a cab and go home but Harry said he was coming back and I wanted to see him again.

“Fine. But you should give it to him soon. After this interview, he is going back to California before leaving again for tour in a couple weeks.”

“How do you know all this?”

“I had to see his schedule to set up the interview for Marc and George, duh. The guy is constantly on the move so you have to be able to catch him when you can.”

Maddy did make a good point but I was never the kind of girl who put herself out there for relationships. For work and school, of course, but for my heart…never. Maybe Maddy was right? I always took risks for my career but to risk my heart for a celebrity? I didn’t know. My heart and mind were in an insane battle right now and I didn’t know who the winner was anymore. I took another sip of water when I heard three voices come around the corner, Harry leading the way looking right at me.

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