Simon's Daughter-Completed

Everyone Knows Le-Ann Marie Cowell...Wrong!. Everyone thinks she's Simon's daughter, she's a spoiled little brat, But all Le-Ann wants is for people to see her, not because she's the daughter of a Millionaire. So what happens, when Simon forces her to go on tour with One Direction. These boys haven't really met Le-Ann only what they've heard on T.V or Magazine, will they see the real 'Her? Will she handle all the drama well or will she hit the breaking point? And more importantly will love blossom?

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19. Larry

 

 

 

           

                                             Lindsey and I were lying in bed. She cried herself to sleep yesterday, because the fans were still not getting use to our relationship. I mean if you’re our ‘Fans’ you’ll support my relationship. I hated seeing her like these, even after tweeting and making long speech at our concerts the hate didn’t stop. Last week she got attack by a fan.

*Flashback*

      “You ugly piece of shit, do not deserve Harry, girls like you just use him for his money, when you get through your head he doesn’t really love you.” The girl screamed at Lind; as we fought our way through the crowd.

“Leave Harry alone, you whore.”

“You’re a fake bitch, and I swear I’ll hunt you down if you hurt him.” Things were shouted from different angle; Lind was covering her eyes, the tears spilling from her eyes. I just wanted this to be gone, why won’t they see am in-love with her, that she’s the one?

“Stop changing Harry, we miss the old Harry.” They miss the old me? I haven’t changed at all, yeah I stopped the flirting and joking around, but that’s because I have the real prize right next to me.

“Harry doesn’t love you, he’s just trying to get in your pant’s; sooner or later he’s going to dump you, like they dump away trash.” The girl laughed bitterly. If our fans weren’t girls; I would have probably slapped them. Me and Lind were pushed inside the restaurant, were I immediately crashed my hands around her waist; her sobs now hysterical of tears.

“Shh babe, it’s going to be alright.” I whisper; stroking her hair.

“No it’s not Harry, the things they say hurt; I try and try to ignore it but-“Those words pain, so much. It was like being shot in the heart with an arrow.

“But what Lind?” I mumbled; staring at the girl who is broken.

“It’s hard, but is doing it because of us. I’m willing to do it because I love you.” She broke down into more sobs. Seeing her cry or hurt pains so much. It’s like my heart is shattered everywhere.

“I love you too.”

*End of Flashback *

              

                                                                                           * * *

                          “How are you feeling babe?” I inquired Lind, who was just staring at the ceiling.

“Mhm” She hummed; not even looking at me. I decided to leave her alone for a while, knowing she’s not going to want to talk. I sigh before walking into the kitchen where I found Le-Ann, looking very frustrated.

“Hey.” I whispered, to the brown haired girl. After she came back from the hospital, she’s been a little stressed out, and so is Zayn. He’s pretty pissed off that she remembers us, instead of him. I mean I wouldn’t blame him, if Lind didn’t remember me, I would devastated.

“Hey Harry.” She groaned, I looked over her shoulders, holding the cup of coffee in my hands. “Why can’t remember this day?” She inquires frustrated, pointing her index finger at the picture of her and Zayn in a U.S weekly magazine.

“Let see if I can help.” I told her, she looked at me and smiled. I grabbed the pictures; examining them. “That picture-“I pointed to the one when we were at the concert, we were singing to them. “That’s when he was singing the song ‘Little things’ to you.” I say cheekily, and her cheeks turned a shade of red. “That is when you were spotted on your first date.” She grabbed the picture away from my hand, moving it up to her face, her eyebrows knitted together. She sighs loudly.

“Why is that I can’t remember any of these events-“She inquires and I shrugged. My thoughts going back to Lind. I guess she must have notice, because what she said snapped me out of my thoughts. “You’re worried about Lindsey aren’t you?” I nodded. “She’ll talk to you eventually; she’s just trying to understand the entire situation. Trust me; she’s not having second thoughts about your relationship-“My head shot up.

“How did you know?” She let out a small laugh.

“I can read you like a book-“She teased, making me laugh “No but seriously, she loves you, that’s why she staying strong in your relationship; even though she’s trying to not let the criticism get to her head. Harry you have to understand this is all new to her, dating a famous guy, with a lot of crazy fans is a pretty hard thing you know, but just be patient with her alright” I smiled nodding my head. I hugged her; thanking her before walking up the stairs to our room.

“Hey babe.” I whisper; climbing on the bed, with the coffee in my hand. “I brought you coffee.” Her eyes finally landed on mine, she reached her hands to get it, but I pulled it back. A groan escaped her pink lips.

“Harry-“This was the first time she had said my name since that night. A smile appeared on my lips. Again she tried to reach for it, but again I pulled it away. She was getting aggravated. “Harry please.” She begged.

“Not until you kiss me.” I smirked. She nodded her head. “Fine, then I’ll just go dump this in the away-“I began to walk out the door.

“No, please. I’ll give you a kiss, just please don’t throw that away.” She begged which only made me laugh. That’s the thing with Lindsey, she’s addicted to coffee, but she loves me more, so I guess its okay. I moved towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist, before she placed one hand around my neck, and the other entangled in my hair. I place my lips with hers. We fought for entrance; she shut her lips tight, not giving me access for my tongue to slide inside her mouth. I groaned, which made her laugh; giving me access to shove my tongue into hers. Now it was her time to groan, but I smile into the kiss.

“I’ve miss that-“I mumbled, into the kiss.

“Me too.” I crashed my lips unto hers again.

      I’ve Miss my baby so much.

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