A New Kind of Love

Rated R. Anna is visiting the city of London where she bumps into, none other than, Harry Styles. It seems fun at first, but as she is moved into the spotlight of fame, it seems to be too much. Fists are thrown. Words are said. Was it really a good idea to go to London?

This story contains graphic sexual content.


5. A Bad Surprise

It had now been a week since I had moved in with Harry. It was really awkward at first. But everyone helped me adjust, so now it wasn't as bad. 

I sat on my bed, that was once one of the spare bedrooms, listening to music. It was the only thing that got me through since what happened a few years ago. Every time I thought of it, I was reduced to tears. I had never told anyone of that day for fear they would hunt me down and kill me. I got goosebumps just from thinking of it. 

Harry walked in, interrupting my thoughts. 

"Hey, you alright?" he asked, studying me.

"Uh yeah," I breathed out. "Why?"

"You just look sad," he looked down.

"Well I'm not so I don't know what you're talking about," I lied.

He looked back up at me and smiled. "Okay."

"We're going to lunch by the way. Me, you, Niall," he said.

"Okay. When?"

"Well, now, I guess," he held out his hand.

I took it and he pulled me off the bed.

We walked down together. Niall was standing by the door waiting for us.

"Let's go bitches! I'm hungry as fuck," he said, walking out the door.

I looked at Harry and he was laughing. I laughed as well.

We drove to a near restaurant. It was a little packed, but we got a table eventually.

"OH MY GOD IT'S HARRY STYLES AND NIALL HORAN!!!" I heard someone scream behind me.

Three teen girls ran over to our table. 

One of them started by asking Harry for a picture. He agreed and they took a picture. She moved to Niall and did the same. The other two were giving me the evil eye.

"Who is THAT?!" one of them pointed to me.

"She's a really good friend of mine," Harry said.

I was smiling inside. God, he was the best.

"Wow you're lucky," the first girl said.

I smiled and she took a quick picture of me.

I looked to Harry and he just shrugged.

The waitress came over quickly after, trying to hide her excitement, but she was clearly just trying to get the boys' attention.

I cleared my throat and she narrowed her eyes at me. I was taken aback. Bitch.

She took our order and left.

"Bitch," I murmured.

Harry laughed.

"Jesus, will they bring us our food already?" Niall said.

"She literally took our order like a minute ago, Niall," I laughed.

"Well, I'm fuckin' hungry," he said.

We all laughed.

I looked behind me. The three girls were still staring at us. 

"You'd think they work for the God damn C.I.A., the way they watch us," I said under my breath.

Niall looked over and waved. 

"Way to be subtle," I laughed.

They all squealed.

The waitress brought us our food and stood there. 

I glared at her. "Can we help you?" I said, annoyed.

She huffed and turned around.

"God people are so fucking rude. Like, can they not?" I threw my fork at my plate.

It clattered to the floor.

Harry and Niall looked at me. 

Harry took my hand and kissed it. That calmed me down a bit.

"Do you want to leave?" he asked me quietly.

"No. No, I'm fine," I replied.

He looked at me and put his arm around me. He scooted his chair closer to me.

"We'll talk when we get back, 'kay?" he said.

Niall was halfway done with his food. I laughed and he looked up at me, his mouth full, and smiled.

We ate without anymore interruptions. Harry paid, and we left.

Fans mobbed us at the door way. Harry put his arm around me, shielding me from the insanity. I put my head down, so as not to be seen. We got in his car and drove away.

I began crying. Neither of them said anything until we got back to the flat. Harry took my hand and led me inside, up to his room. He held me while I cried.

When I was done, and my head hurt, he spoke up,"It's okay, you know. The fans, they're just in love with us so much that they freak out every time we have a girl with us. Know what I mean?"

I sniffled and nodded. 

"Alright let's go back downstairs okay?"

I sighed and got up.

He took me by the waist and we walked downstairs. 

Everyone was sitting around watching the telly except Lou and Eleanor. Harry went and plopped down next to Liam, patting the empty spot next to him for me to sit. I started walking, but just then the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," I said, already walking that way.

I opened the door. It was a woman in about her late thirties. 

"Uh, hi. Can I help you?" I asked her.

"Are you Anna?" she looked at me with weary eyes.

I tensed up. "Um, yes. Why?"

"Hi, Anna. My name is Renee. I'm your mom."

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