Stalked (Harry Styles Fanfiction) [HIATUS]

(DISCLAIMER: This fan fiction is copy-writed by me @jezicat on Movellas so please don't steal it or the story line. ) "I had to face the consequences of falling for a guy who couldn't care less about me. He doesn't know me." - Avalon Jade Wright "I hate the fact that she thinks I don't know her. I do; secretly. I'm the bad guy for falling for someone I haven't met... yet." - Harry Edward Milward Styles



13. Chapter 11


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"That which does not kill us make us stronger."

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Louis' P.O.V


Looks exchanged, palms sweating, and thoughts jumbling up. We all nervously smiled towards the new guests arriving at the hospital. I don't know why I was nervous, it's Niall who'd be telling them the unfortunate news and how he caused it all. Fine, maybe it was Harry's fault for punching him in the first place, but Niall takes karma too fucking seriously.


I let my head drop. Our poor Harry, he doesn't deserve this. The media- and management- always give him a 'bad boy' persona, which I hate I should add. Management is fucking stupid. Last week, they forced Harry out in public with no security so they could tape a footage of a time when fans crowded for This Is Us, and Harry ended up crying.


I've known Harry for a few years and I always feel the closest with him. He's a good guy, he's sweet and caring like no other. And he's spot on charming. If I was gay, and single, there's a huge possibility I'd date him.


Lou, you dazed off, Love.” Gemma smiled.


Sorry.” I hugged her. Gemma being my age, we really do get along.


Hello, Anne.” I grinned at his mother, then politely shook hands with Rob.


Louis, please tell us what happened.” Anne begged as they all sat down.


Well--” I glared at Niall.


Great news, Harry's awoken.” A doctor came in.


Thank goodness.” Anne gasped.

An unnecessary sound elicited from my lips to express my joy.


Anne, Gem, and Rob, you can go in first.” I suggested.


Anne sent me a genuine smile and walked in with the rest of her family.


Now, I don't have to tell her, Niall, Harry will.” I smirked.


I heard him groan as I mentally high-fived myself in success.


You fucking deserve this. As soon as we leave this shit-hole, I'm killing you for hurting Harry.” I whispered.


Oh, so Larry is real now?” He scoffed.


I raised my eyebrow at him, “And what would you do about it if it is real, Pretty Boy?”


The vision of him rolling his eyes was stuck in my head, I was hoping his eyes stay in that position forever and that he gets hurt.


Maybe that was harsh, but he almost killed Harry.


Yeah, let's see how you'll be rolling your eyes when the cops get you.” I smirked.


A look of worry appeared on his face, “No, please, Louis. No.” He begged as he clung onto my shoulder.


I shrugged him off, glaring at the door as I patiently waited for Anne and the rest's departure.


After a few minutes, they walked out and Anne gave each one of us a kiss on the cheek, even Niall...


He wants to see you.” She smiles, “All of you.”


We nod, waltzing into the room.


I blinked a few times. There he was, stitches and bandages covering him as his thigh was in a casket. His head was wrapped with a piece of cloth and he weakly shot us one of his famous grins.


Hazza.” I grinned.


I carefully slid my arms around him.


How you feeling?” Zayn asked.


Like shit,” He nodded, “I'm not feeling well.”


Who's fault is that?” I narrowed my eyes at Niall.


“As far as Mum knows, it's my own.” Harry stated.


“What?” Liam pondered.


“I couldn't tell her Niall did it. I told her it was me. I went to the shooting location to have some alone time thinking about Ava, I saw the fire, got stuck in there, and the tree fell on me. After that, you lads came and helped me out.”


“Thank you so much.” Niall engulfed him.


“You're not forgiven yet, Ass.” Harry pushed him off, wincing in pain in the process. “I just don't want a fifth of the band in jail, or else we wouldn't be a band.”


“Oh.” Niall hung his head low.


“Anyways, news from Ava?”


“Nope, we didn't check yet. No Ava, Harry. Not now. You need a break from her for a while.” Liam told him.


“What? No! I need to see her.” Harry spoke through gritted teeth.


“Harry, stop.” I warned.


“But, Lou. What about--” His eyes widened, as if a thought just reoccurred in his head. “What about the concert she's attending?”


“Hopefully, you'll be partially better by the time. Or we'll have to reschedule it.” I explained as a frown settled on his lips.


“It'll be a'right, Haz.” Liam smiled.


“Um, guys. You might wanna see this.” Niall said.


“Shut up.” I growled.


“You really need to see this.” Liam warned.


“What could be so--” I stopped as I viewed the pictures on the page.


The article clearly explains every dirty little part of the event that happened today, I didn't even know some of the things that happened. The pictures made everything more horrendous.


“What is it, Lou?” Harry wondered.


“Harry, the press. They-- they know everything that happened, they've even got the pictures to prove it.” I stuttered.


“Fuck.” He quietly cursed.


That was when the door busted open and a rather unpleasant Simon walked in.


“We need to talk.”




Yes, they are in trouble.

Wish them luck in the comments?

Hahaha, never have I ever thought I'd be 'fishing for comments'.

Get it? K, my puns are officially terrible.

Like Harry's, did you see what he tweeted?

"Orange you happy we told you?"

Are you kidding me, Styles?

Haha, love you all! 

Comment! :)xx -Jessica


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