Can Hate Stop Fate?

Stella, a girl who works two jobs while living life in Chicago is taken for a big surprise when Harry Styles suddenly becomes interested in her. She constantly tries to turn him away but he won't give up. The question remains, can hate stop fate?


7. Chapter 7

(Harry’s POV)

“What are you smiling at?” Zayn whispered to me while the radio interviewer asked Liam a question about our newest music video.

I slipped my phone back in my pocket and mouthed “Stella” to him so that her name wouldn’t be picked up by the microphones in the room. Even though Zayn knew I was trying to be quiet, that certainly didn’t stop him from laughing loud enough to get everybody’s attention.

I glared at Zayn before distracting the interviewer with a funny story from tour before he could ask me anymore questions.

(Stella’s POV)

I glanced around the store and noticed that the after-lunch crowd had thinned out and there were only a couple people in the store. I asked George if he wanted me to go in the back and wash some of the dishes and he agreed that it would be a good idea.

Even though washing dishes sucked, I was allowed to turn on the radio in here which always made time pass faster. I flipped through several radio stations until I heard an interviewer talking about One Direction being in their studio today. I stopped on the channel, turned up the volume, and then grabbed the first dish I needed to wash.

“So Harry, tell me how you’re liking Chicago,” the interviewer asked.

“It’s been great here actually! We love our American fans and Chicago is a really great city.”

“I see. I’ve noticed you boys being in the gossip sections of the newspapers around here for the past week. Now, I heard a new rumor today involving you Harry.”

“Er..did you? About what?”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud at how nervous Harry sounded.

“If you take a look at this picture here, you seem to be getting pretty cozy with a girl at a bar downtown.”

“Hey look, it’s Stella Bella!” I heard Louis yell through the radio.

The dish I had been washing slipped through my hand and fell to the floor. I was in the newspaper?

“St-Stella Bella? Did I get that correct?” the interview asked.

“Louis!” I heard Harry’s distinct voice say.

Why did Harry sound so angry…was I really that embarrassing? or ugly? I reached up and turned off the radio before I could hear anymore.

If that’s how Harry was going to act to being seen with me, I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity to be embarrassed anymore.

I took out my phone and typed a message out to Harry.

I’m busy tonight…and every other night. -Stella

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