"This isn't the end, it's the beginning of a whole new chapter. We just have to learn to define ourselves this time around." | Happily ever afters are just the beginnings of new stories, at least that's what aspiring PR agent Reagan Bailey is learning. After seemingly getting it right with international pop star and 1/4 of One Direction, Harry Styles, things begin to fall apart within the band and in the boys' live as everything begins to change. While the boys are in the midst of their indefinite hiatus and are beginning to pursue other interests, Reagan must try to hold the group together before they decide they're better off going their separate ways.
*Sequel to "Labels"*




It was truly a sight to behold for Reagan, Harry splayed out upon her bed, flipping through some Bukowski novel he had left in her room before he went on tour. They were in her new apartment, the one she had to rent because she now had to live closer to campus. Of course her father hated the fact, and without a doubt he planned on having her back home the moment he could, but for now she lived on her own in a small studio apartment that Harry actually helped her move into. And now it looked as if he belonged there to top it off, as if that spot right there was made for him. She didn't know what to do with herself. She hadn't seen him in two months, two months. They had nearly spent every single hour together before that. Okay, totally exaggerating, but they might as well have. As much as she said he annoyed her, and as much as he strove to irk her to no extent, she had truly missed him. And to see him there, upon her striped comforter, eyes slowly shutting as they fought to continue reading, made her heart go wild.

Naturally the separation was rough for Reagan, what with Harry leaving for two whole months and all. But it was only made worse when she walked back onto campus and found herself famous. Let's actually make that clearer, she found herself famous for all the wrong reasons. She went from the unknown girl who wandered around campus, to "Oh shit, is that the girl who's dating Harry Styles?". She had expected it of course, she just wasn't ready for it. The stares, the smug looks, it was all getting to be too much. Even one of her professors had made a snide remark about her dating a member of One Direction. It had gotten to the point where she was really starting to reconsider having made her relationship with Harry public, but there she saw him once more, upon her bed, and she kind of lost sight of that. It was still there, bugging her in the back of her mind, but seeing Harry right before her helped ease the anxiety that had taken her lately. And yeah, she hated herself for it a little, but the love she had for him kind of won out in the end.

"Stop staring at me." He mumbled smugly without looking up from his book.

Reagan laughed, "That's my line."

"How the tables have turned."

"Oh yeah, two months and all of a sudden you're already over me." She said, playfully poking his rib.

He jumped, the book flying out of his grasp, "What!? How dare you speak such madness, Reagan Bailey."

"Madness? You haven't looked at me once, you're just rereading that book."

"You were doing homework, I didn't want to disturb you."

"Likely story."

Harry huffed, rolling over from his side of the bed, all the way to Reagan's. She smiled at him as he wrapped an arm around her, her cheeks instantly reddening.

"I missed you like mad, Rae."

"Me too." She mumbled into his chest as he kissed the top of her head.

They stayed quiet for a few moments taking each other in, that is until Reagan felt Harry's piercing stare upon her. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, a smile upon her face.

"What? You're not going to complain that I'm staring at you?"


"My, my, how we've changed."

"Well," She hesitated, "Actually..."

"I knew it was too good to be true."

"I just mean that if you're going to spend your time staring at me when I'm right next to you, you might as well do something else."

"Oh ho ho." Harry said, taken aback. He pulled back to look at her, clearly shocked, "Miss Bailey, what exactly are you implying here."

She raised her brow, "You know exactly what I'm implying."

"Reagan, I thought you were a good girl."

"Good girls are overrated." She said, wiggling her way back into his arms and pressing her lips firmly against his. It was exactly what she had been craving for so long. Sweet sweeps of tongues and his hand on the small of her back, firmly anchoring her in the moment. When she pulled away she felt lightheaded.

"Well, I can't possibly argue with that." He said, tracing her side. His fingertips running up and down the curve of her waist made her flustered. It didn't matter how many times they did this exact same thing, she would always feel the wings of those god forsaken butterflies beating crazily against her abdomen.


"Yeah, love?"

"How was the tour?"

She had asked him before of course, but he had give her the typical "It was nice, we did this and that" response. What she was asking for here, in their now shared bed, was for the rundown.  

"It was...different."

"Different bad or different good?"

"I don't quite know. Everyone was just kind off on their own. I think we were all just kind of...figuring out what we were going to do during the hiatus."

Reagan furrowed her brow, "Did you guys talk about it?"

"No...we didn't really talk."

"You didn't?"

"Well, you know Louis was kind of off in his own world with the whole baby thing, and Liam had Sophia come on tour with us for a while. I don't know, things are just kind of off right now."

"Did you think about what you wanted to do?"

He smiled dopily as he looked at her, "Be with you."

"Shut up."

"I'm serious."

"Well, you need to find something else to do. I'm going to be busy and I can't keep you entertained all day."

"You're just worried I won't have a bodyguard breathing down my neck."

"Yeah, I'm worried no one's going to be there to call 911."

"You're exaggerating."

"You're a walking accident, Harry."

"I am not!"

"You tripped up the stairs."

"I'm wearing new shoes today."

"You bumped your head on the cabinet pretty hard." She continued.

"Sometimes I don't know how tall I am." He muttered nonetheless.

"You also managed to get a papercut somehow." She said holding up his finger to be further inspected by her.

"It's a small one." He argued.

"All I'm saying is, I would feel much better if you boys had security. Especially you."

"I'm an adult."

"That doesn't really mean anything."

"What are you talking about? I can drink, I can buy cigarettes, I can gamble, I can get married." He said with a very wide smile.

She rolled her eyes, "Just because you're legally an adult doesn't mean you have reached the level of maturity of one."

"Is that because I laughed at that fart joke Niall made before we left the studio."

Reagan sighed, "Okay, I'm done." She began to get up, "Kennedy will be here any minute."

"Wait, what? I thought we were going to be alone tonight."

"Tuesday nights Kennedy comes over for dinner." She looked at Harry's face and tried not to laugh, "Don't pout, it's not becoming of you."

" just said..."

"What did I say?"

"The whole, "Good girls are overrated" and "Harry why are you staring at me when you should just take me right now" and all of that."

"I did not say that!"

"You might as well have!"

Reagan feigned innocence and got up from the bed, "Harry, we will have the rest of the night."

"And tomorrow."

"I have class."

"Only in the morning." He smiled.

"Trouble." She said shaking her head, "You just bring trouble wherever you go."

"Haven't you heard? It's my middle name."

"What about 'hipster looking twig'?"

"That's a cruel name given by a girl who knocked me out cold." He said looking at her through his eyelashes .

"Smart girl."

"She's also my girlfriend."

"Are you cheating on me?"

"Technically I'm cheating on her."

"I'm the other woman in this scenario?"

"I mean, the Reagan Bailey that knocked me out cold would never make the first move." He said, referencing earlier.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her." She said smilingly, pressing her lips against his.

"Oh my god, you're driving me mad."

"And you know what's going to make you even madder?" She asked in an uncharacteristically alluring voice.


"Kennedy just pulled up."

He let out a dramatic sigh, "You're such a tease!"

"Go back to your girlfriend then." She laughed.

"Maybe I will."

"Good, then I won't have to deal with you." She yelled back.

Yes, in that little apartment, in her little room, it felt as if they belonged together. Now outside, in the real world, well...that she didn't want to think about at the moment. Instead she'd focus on the fact that her little sister was about to flip out when she saw Harry, and was most certainly going to pester her about Louis. And of course that later tonight she'd be going to sleep next to Harry. That put a smile on her face, just the thought of it made her whole body radiate. And after the hellish few months she had, it was certainly a nice change of pace.


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