![]() "Well they said I was just a cover-up for 'Larry.' They asked if I used to self-harm. "What was something rude that they said?" Just stuff like that." I tried to get away with that simple answer, but he wasn't buying it "What did they say? Their questions can be really crazy sometimes." He sighed, grabbing my hand under the table. "Yes, but it doesn't matter." I tried to shrug it off. "Why not? They some something rude, didn't they?" I could tell he was getting angry. "I don't want to talk about that." I said quietly, resting my chin on my hand. "What did the paparazzi say to you?" He asked, slightly raising his left eyebrow. There were tables everywhere, considering we are in the food court. "I just don't." I finally got him to sit at a small table with me. Let's just go find you something to eat." I tried pulling his hand, but he wouldn't move. Tell me so I can fix it." He makes me so happy. I know when something is wrong with you, and there is something bothering you. "Harry, I'm fine." I finally managed to speak. Harry and I walked to a corner, hoping no one would see us. He nodded, walking away, but still watching us from a few feet away. "Could I have a moment alone with Y/N?" Harry asked the body guard. ![]() The elevator doors opened, letting us three walk out. How does Harry deal with those people? I never want to see their faces again. I shook my head 'no' and looked down at my stomach. "Would you like to find a place to eat in here?" Harry asked as we got inside an elevator. How come Louis and Eleanor can walk around without getting mobbed? I know Danielle and Liam got mobbed once. We entered the mall, a body guard at our side. Harry had decided to call a body guard to walk around with us for the rest of the day, which I am very glad about.ĭon't get me wrong, I adore the fans, but despise the paparazzi. Soon, we got to a mall and decided to go into it and just shop around. Harry's hand held onto mine so tight, I thought my hand was going to fall off. You're scaring her." Harry said loudly, yet in a calm tone.Ī few people moved, making a way for us to walk down the side walk. I looked up at him, seeing him already looking down at me. Words were still being thrown at me, and now people were starting to say rude things. I pushed my way through people, but I couldn't find a way out of the flashing lights. "Are you pregnant?" I heard someone shout. My mind instantly came up with the worst scenarios, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I tried to stay calm and look around for Harry, but I couldn't see anything past the flashes and tall men. "Have you ever self-harmed?" That question struck me like a dagger. "What do you have to say to Directioners?" Some of these things are none of their business. The questions were honestly getting on my nerves. "Is it true you and Harry are getting married?" ![]() I looked back to my left, seeing only flashes and men shouting questions at me. I was a bit blinded by the lights, so I started walking. I looked to my right, seeing many flashes. I let go of his hand, letting him take pictures with the fans. "Harry, are you going solo?" Some guy asked. He held my hand tightly as we walked down the sidewalk, only a few people following us.īefore long, we were being swarmed by fans and paps. "Just stay with me and you'll be alright." Harry said to me before we got out of the car.
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