1. The Hate and Rumors
"Harry!!" The girls screamed as he hit his high note in his solo. Damn it was sexy when he hit his high note. I pushed past the girls to get to the stage. Louis saw me and goofingly danced over to me. "NA NA NA NA NA NA." The boys began singing towards me, blocking Harry. His solo came on and he slowly and dramatically walked through the boys; keeping his eyes on me the whole time. "Hey who's he singing to?!" The girls began squealing. "Who is that?!" Another yelled. "Isn't that Jordan?!" Another identified me. "Such a slut coming here." Okay that one stung. "Bitch get the hell out of here!" A blonde pushed me. Tears stung at my eyes as i looked up to Harry for help. He didn't notice since he was at the far end of the stage. "You don't deserve him!" I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. My hand automatically flew up to the pain. Blood squirted out between my fingers. The tears ran down my face like a waterfall. Niall jumped into the air; doing one of his famous jumps. "Niall..." I whispered but loud enough for him to hear me. I collapsed to the floor. "Harry!!" Niall shouted as he jumped off the stage and ran to my side. In just seconds Harry was at my side picking me up bridal way. "It's going to be okay, baby. I've got you. You're safe now." I ducked my head into the crook of his neck. "YOU CALL YOURSELVES FANS?! MORE LIKE MONSTERS! YOU GUYS ARE HEARTLESS! IF YOU WERE TRUE FANS YOU'D SEE THAT HARRY IS HAPPY!" Niall shouted over his shoulder. And just like that I fainted.
I awoke to Harry's face. He looked like an angel. "Goodmorning." Niall smiled as he gave me a glass of water. "Hey." I choked out. "Drink. It'll make you feel better." I nodded towards the water he gave me. I nodded and took a sip. It tasted like heaven and within seconds I drank it all. "How long has he been asleep?" I asked as I tried to sit up but failed. "About ten minutes. He hadn't left your side." He smiled. "Niall... Why do they hate me so much?" I felt a tear fall. "Jealousy." He shrugged. Oh yeah, that's right. I have "their" man. Harry slid his arms around my waist and pulled me ontop of him. "Hey beautiful." He kiss the top of my forehead. I gasped in pain as his skin came into contact with mine. "Are you okay?! Did I do anything?! I'm so sorry!" He started to freak out. I shook my head no but he didn't believe me. He snuggled up into the crook of my neck and I felt a tear drop onto my neck. I can't believe he's crying over this. I feel so bad... "I'm so sorry. This should have never happened." He began crying harder. I held him as he violently shook. My heart broke as I heard his scratchy breaths. We feel asleep in eachothers arms.
*SIX MONTHS LATER*
"Jordan. Wake up, love." Harry moved my hair out of my face. "Mmm?" I groaned and rolled over. I tried to ignore his baby kisses but I couldn't help but laugh. His baby kisses were always my weakness. He kissed my scar from six months ago. He still blames himself for that incident. "Harry! You've got to see the news!" Louis came in running. Harry quickly covered me up with a blanket and switched on the tv. "Does Jordan have a side boyfriend? Early yesterday she was spotted with Adam Levine! He kissed her on the cheek and they held arms! What will Harry Styles think about this?!" Harry stared at the picture that were printed on the screen. "Harry..." I reached out for him but he snapped his arm away. "How could you?" He whispered. "Oh, don't tell me you believe this?!" I turned him to look at me. "Well should I?!" He screamed into my face. "No! I love you! And only you! Why would I cheat on you?! Tell me why?!" I saw Harry's jaw clench. He's beyond pissed. "Fuck you." He jumped up, walked out of the room, and slammed the hotel room door behind him. "Thanks a lot Louis. You can leave now." I growled through clenched teeth. "Remember I'm not the one who cheated." He turned around. "I DIDN'T CHEAT! I LOVE HARRY!" I jumped up and slapped him. Hard enough that he staggered back; surprised. "Get out." I warned.