Harry's Girl

Erica is just an average teenage girl living her life. She's starting her 3rd year of a high school in a completely new school when she meets Harry Styles. She instantly falls in love with him. Everyone wants to be Harry's Girl.. but she is.. for now. Will their romance make it through the growing fame of One Direction? Or will she lose her title as "Harry's Girl"? Will she overcome her demons or lose harry in the process?


16. Unexpected

*Erica's POV*

It's around 10 AM when we all arrive at the venue the boys are playing at tonight. Right now is the sound check and they're figuring out the set list for the night. I'm watching the boys sing some of their older songs. Even though they're older, the songs are just as beautiful every time they're sung. Harry suddenly interrupts the song, "Hey!! Guys! I forgot to tell you, I've written us a new song!" He hands their manager Paul Higgins a copy and he begins to read it over. "Steal my girl," Paul mumbles, "I like it. Go make some copies of it and assign all the guys their solos." I guess Harry was already prepared for this cause out of nowhere he pulls out an additional 4 copies for the other boys; the original was for himself. All the boys read it over, nodding their heads in approval. Zayn comments on it, "it's fresh, hip, and just the new sound were going for." Liam points at Zayn and says, "He's right. This will be a smashing hit."

The guys start rehearsing the lyrics, repeating their parts over and over until they've been memorized. When they start singing, it sounds like a choir of angels. Even though they haven't found an official sound for the song, Louis is playing some piano tunes that fit it perfectly. Harry's part of the song comes, and he's looking me right in the eyes while he sings it.

She knows,

she knows that I never let her down before

She knows,

she knows that I’m never gonna let another take her love from me

The way he's eyeing me let's me know this song is all about me. I felt awkward, just standing as Harry pours out his love through this song. I couldn't stand it- I left the venue flustered.

*Harrys POV*

I see Erica run out of the backstage area, "Stop stop!" I yell to the boys and quickly follow after her. This was not the reaction I expected from her. I expected her to swoon from the romantic gesture, but I do admit the song was revolving around my jealousy. When I finally catch up to her, she's sitting in my Audi crying into my flannel. I trip and with a loud thud that echoes through the deserted parking garage. She looks up at me with her teary eyes and starts the ignition. I try to get her to stop, but she drives away.

I quickly run back to the boys. "She drove off. I don't think she even knows where she's going..." I shake my head and kick the ground. "I always fuck things up with her.." My cheeks fill with heat, and I feel a comforting hand pat my back,

"We will go find her. We have 5 hours til we need to be back here for sure. That should be enough to find her." Louis tells me. All the guys and I head for Louis car. We squeeze in, and hit the road. Suddenly I realize she took MY car, which I have a tracker on for safety purposes.

"Guys, I turned on my tracker. It says my cars on Roseville Road.."

We travel down a few roads and quickly locate my car. It's parked outside an IHOP on Roseville Road. The walls are huge glass windows, and sure enough I see her inside. She's got her headphones in and her head down on the table. In front of her is a small mug of coffee, which is weird because she never drinks hot coffee. Only iced. I peer closer seeing an iced coffee next to her. Who's coffee is that then..... I feel like I'm overthinking this when I hear Louis whisper to himself,

"But... She doesn't even like hot coffee." We make eye contact and both realize that she's not alone.. A figure in a black hoodie and black jeans approaches her and sits at the table.. Sipping on the boiling hot, steamy coffee, not flinching once at the apparent heat.

*Erica's POV*

I just want to be left alone. I don't want to deal with this strange man or his crap right now. I ordered myself an iced coffee while this man ordered himself a hot one. I never looked up at his face once; he left to the bathroom for a quick second. When he comes back he practically throws himself on the seat in front on me. His icy cold hands pull out my headphones. I slightly jump up. I look at this man, a sinister grin on his face. He was paler than snow, eyes more lifeless than the dead. "Look, sorry to be rude," I quiver, "but, I just want to be left alone." I fake an apologetic smile.

"Why would I leave you alone now when I've already been here all along?" His smile literally goes ear to ear: a demonic, evil smile. He goes into the back room. I hear the door jingle as the boys walk inside, quickly climbing into the booth.

"You can't even be alone for an hour without meeting other guys!" Harry jokes, but I can tell he's partially serious.

"I didn't even know that creep!" I shoot back, not taking his jokes for a second. I'm not in the mood. "I was trying to enjoy a coffee when he decides to pester me and leave." Harry shrugs nonchalantly.

"Look-- that's not what I'm here to talk about." Harry says. I try to grab his hand and hold it, but he pulls his hand back. This isn't like him at all. "Erica, I'm sorry... I didn't want to have to do this to you ever.. But I think we need to- ya know- take a break?" These words grab me at the throat and choke me. I feel sick. I want it to stop but he keeps going, "Things just... Haven't been the same lately. This doesn't mean I love you any less." No. No. No. I think I'm gonna puke, "I just need a break from us, but you can still tour with us."

"I told you, honey." A cold voice interrupts the moment, "It was nothing more than a petty high school romance." The man snickers, his sinister smile never fades once. As he walks away, I look over at the boys. Louis gone wide eye,

"It can't be-- is that?" Louis chokes out pointing at the spot where the man once was. I nod. Louis' jaw drops. "Let's... Go." Louis takes me by the hand to his car, telling the other boys to go with Harry back to the venue.

I'm sitting in shotgun of Louis' car, "What are we gonna do about this?" He asks me, honestly concerned.

"I- I don't know." I cry, heartbroken over Harry and scared for myself.

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