I opened the door to the passenger side of Megan's car and climbed inside. Megan got in the opposite side and slammed the door.
"What is wrong with you?!" She asked abruptly.
"What?" I asked, avoiding her gaze.
"You have a boyfriend?"
Couldn't she just let this go? "No..."
"Then why did you tell Harry that?"
"I told you, I can't go out with him!" I didn't want to go out with Harry, it would ruin my perfectly normal life. I didn't need paparazzi following me around.
"You have to!"
"He's Harry Styles!"
Ok, now she was being ridiculous. "What does that even have to do with anything?! If we went out we'd get bombarded with paparazzi anyway!"
"Isn't that a chance you're willing to take?"
"No, not at all."
"Lily, come on. You have to give him some sort of a chance."
"You’re living every other girl’s dream. Don’t blow it."
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I living your dream?" I was fed up with her.
"Kinda, but I'm not going to make him like me."
"Lily, you can't choose who you like, it just happens. Harry chooses you, but that's not his fault. It's fate's."
I sat at the kitchen table with Liam, Niall, and Zayn. When Harry and I finally got home, Harry had gone straight up to his room without saying a word to us. Liam, Niall, Zayn, and I had all eventually apologized to each other, and then I started telling them about Lily and Megan.
"So she seriously just left?" Liam asked, answering my long description about what happened after they left.
"Yeah," I answered.
"She doesn’t have a boyfriend though, does she?" Zayn asked.
"I don't know, but-"
I was cut off by Harry walking into the kitchen, staring at the four of us. "Talking about me, are we?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.
Liam got up and looked Harry right in the eyes. "Wait, before you say anything, I’m sorry for the way I acted before. Louie just told me the whole story and I didn’t realize you liked her in that way."
Harry stared at him for a moment, then at me, and then back to Liam. He took a deep breath. "No, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been thinking about her during the show. She’s personal life, the show is for the fans and I feel so horrible about leaving them like that. Now Jennifer Perry has the whole news story!"
"Well we can't fix that, but I think I know how to hook you up with Lily," he asked, a grin appearing on his face.
Harry frowned. "What's the point?" He walked over to one of the two empty chairs and sat down.
Liam walked over and did the same. "The point is that if Harry Styles likes a girl, he’s gonna get the girl!"
"But she doesn’t like me! I just don’t get it, though.. I’m HARRY STYLES! I AM A SEXY BEAST!"
Niall, Zayn, Liam, and I all stared at Harry for a moment, trying to comprehend why he had just said that aloud.
"Did I just say that out loud?" He asked.
"Uhm... No?" I wasn't sure if that was rhetorical or not.
Niall stopped my thoughts, "Wait!"
"No, we don't have Nandos!" Zayn said, assuming what Niall was about to ask.
"No! I was going to say maybe she legit doesn’t like Harry!"
"Wow, way to make him feel better, Ni!" Liam said.
"But think about it! She’s not obsessing over you, she’s not begging for your number. I bet she’s never even tweeted you."
"She doesn't even have a twitter," Harry said.
Almost instantly Niall began laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Everyone has a twitter!" Niall answered, still laughing.
"Nope, not Lily."
Seconds later we heard the doorbell ring.
"DOORBELL!!!" I shouted, running out of the door with the other four trailing behind me. I opened it to find Jennifer Perry and her crew standing on our front lawn. "Shit," I muttered under my breath.
"Start recording!" Jennifer told her crew. "Hello and welcome to Pop News! I’m your host, Jennifer Perry, and with me are the boys of One Direction once again!"
"Yay," Liam replied sarcastically.
I suddenly had an idea. "Guys, don't say anything! Maybe they'll go away," I whispered.
"So we heard there was a concert and Harry, you ran off stage? What was that about??" Jennifer asked. We remained as quiet as a mouse though. "Uh, guys?"
Someone shouted out from the crowd of cameramen, "Yo, 1D, what's going on?"
Still, we remained silent, my plan was working!
"Well, either cat got their tongue or something’s wrong, but One Direction refuses to speak. What is going on?!"
I motioned for the boys to follow me back inside, and one by one, we headed back in and shut the door behind us for the night.