"What's wrong? What's happening?"
"Just some complications."
Beth and Harry? Great match. But things are complicated. And how are you supposed to fight complications when they have been part of your relationship from the start?


31. 31


[ Harry's P.O.V. ]

When I had reached the bottom of the stairs and had put the suitcase down, I realised that getting to Tesco's could be complicated. What if people were waiting there? That was when I remembered the business card Alex had almost stuffed up my nose.

Quickly, I pulled it out and looked for his phone number.

"Bingo," I breathed when I found it. Pulling out my phone, I dialled his number, promptly pressing it to my ear. Beth came down the stairs, seeing me and giving me a curious look.

"Are you calling Alex?" she asked, sitting on top of the suitcase. I tutted and gave her the harsh 'I am on the phone please do no disturb me, this is the most important thing ever' mum look, causing her to crease up, pressing a hand to her mouth. Suddenly the other end of the line came to life.

"Alex here."

"Hi, it's Harry from before. What's the situation at Tesco's?" I asked, crossing my fingers.

"They're all around my car, I can't move."

My crossed fingers fell limply to my side.

"Do you think we should call another taxi then?"

I could hear him snort on his side.

"Nah, you're not going to get anyone. All the big planes arrived half an hour ago. Everyone will be taken."

I frowned, trying to think of something we could do. Beth had been right before, if we missed our plane, I would be in massive trouble with management.

"Tell you what, if you can find a way to get here without being seen too much, I could try and find a way out of here. Deal?"

I considered it.


He ended the call without further ado and I turned to Beth. I already had an idea.

"Do you have two big bin bags?" I asked briskly, earning a weird glance.

"Um, yeah, I think we do. Why?" she questioned, narrowing her eyes.

"Because we'll be walking to Tesco's in them," I announced with a grin. She opened her mouth, her eyes still narrowed. I crossed my arms, as if daring her to say something. But she closed her mouth, just shaking her head as she walked off to find our equipment. Sniggering, I followed her into the kitchen as she dug out two black rubbish bags from under the sink. I quickly passed her so I could rummage in the different drawers, looking for scissors. When I found them I made a quiet noise of celebration, holding them up in the air. Beth handed my the bags and I put one over her immediately, feeling satisfied when I saw it nearly went down to her ankles. I decided to give her arm holes first, sloppily cutting two circles into the thing. She poked her arms out immediately when I was done.

"Where's your mouth?" I asked quickly, patting the area I thought her face would be.

"You're literally poking my eyes out, stop," she whined, slapping my fingers. I pulled them away quickly, flashing her a cheeky grin she couldn't see.

"It's here," she finally informed me, drawing a line on the outside of the bag with her finger. I quickly snipped a hole into the material, her ability to breathe the most important thing at that moment.

When I had cut a slightly large smiley mouth into the bag, I leaned back to admire my handiwork.

"I'm good at this," I smirked, tilting my head to the side to see it from a different angle. Beth laughed.

"Just get on with it, will you? I can't see," she said shortly.

"Well where are your eyes?" I questioned, feeling her face again.

"Not on you," she snorted, shifting slightly so she could stand in a more comfortable position.

"Haha, show me," I replied in a matter of fact voice, rolling my eyes. Silently, she traced around two areas over the mouth hole I had made.

"Good one, by the way," I then added, giggling. She muttered a 'thank you', also smiling. I quickly leaned in to kiss her before cutting two smallish holes carefully, not wanting to hurt her by accident. That wouldn't be fun.

When I was finished, I grinned, turning to pull on the other, still untouched, bag. She was faster than I had been and within a minute, we both looked like ghosts.

"Right, let's get your bags and go," I said, my voice sounding business-like. Beth nodded and went back into the entrance to grab her rucksack and her suitcase. I shook my head when she took hold of her suitcase, though.

"I'm going to take that," I announced, giving her a playful bow as I tried to act like a gentleman. She didn't argue as she let go and went to unlock the door.

"I can't believe we're doing this," she sighed before she opened the door completely, sounding like she was having second thoughts already.

"I can, come on, let's go while no one is out there," I quickly said, giving her a soft push. Surprisingly, my observation had been right. There was no one out on the street. So that meant the paparazzi hadn't found out where she lived. I let out a breath of relief.

We walked briskly, my hand clasping hers as her suitcase rolled behind us. Somehow, the steady whirr of its wheels was soothing. It nearly made me forget the mess that was waiting for us where Alex was.

"Isn't Tesco's where we met for the second time?" Beth suddenly asked, looking up at me as she tried to remember properly.

"I think it was, wasn't that when you were there to buy Nutella for your friends?" I mused, thinking hard. I think it was.

"That sounds about right," she nodded, looking back at the stretch of pavement before us.

I smiled, thinking about the first few times I had met her. I hoped I hadn't acted like a creep or something. That wouldn't have been very nice for her.

Suddenly, I could hear the sound of beeping. Plus, the sound of people. Quite a lot of people. Beth looked up at my sudden awareness of our surroundings.

"It's just a few blocks away," she informed me, nodding towards the general direction we were walking in. I took a deep breath, hoping to prepare myself mentally for the situation not far from us. The paps were going to be crazy because I had been caught with Beth. At least they didn't know her. I didn't know how she felt, but I wasn't ready for her to be bombarded with hate and insults. Just because we were together. I didn't want that for her. And the truth was, I was scared she'd leave me if she got hated. So I was being selfish in a way. I didn't want to feel bad about that at that moment, so I pushed the thought out of my head and gripped Beth's hand tighter.

Predictably, the taxi was surrounded by people who were clamouring to see inside. They hadn't understood that we weren't in there. I chuckled.

But Alex had made a good start on getting out of the crowd, he was nearly completely free. I hoped they wouldn't notice us until we were getting in. Although that was a lot to hope for.

"When are they going to see us?" Beth wondered out loud as we walked towards them. Someone lifted their head up and pointed at us, yelling something I couldn't quite understand.

"Now," I replied as everyone else turned their gaze on us. They looked pretty confused at first, but then it started.

I squinted as the cameras flashed and I guided Beth towards the car. I just wanted to get her in. I would put the suitcase into the boot afterwards.

Everyone flocked around us as they screamed questions I had learnt were best to ignore. I didn't want to hear them. I didn't want to hear the insults they were throwing at us either.

"Don't listen to anything they say, okay?" I told Beth, my mouth next to her ear so I could be sure she heard me. That was if she could hear anything through the plastic bag. But she nodded. She had heard me.

I hastily opened the back door of the car and stuck my arm out to try and fend off some of the people who were trying to rip the bin bag off her. Essentially, it was fine if they saw me, they just weren't allowed to see her. Not just yet.

When Beth was safely seated, I slammed the door closed and made my way towards the boot with the suitcase. I would have put it in next to her, but there wasn't enough space. So I slowly pushed through the crowd, keeping the luggage close to me.

There were some difficulties with opening and closing the lid of the boot, mainly because I was so busy making sure no one got hurt. But I managed it. All I had to do was get in.

"Excuse me," I muttered repeatedly as I tried to get to the door. Suddenly someone pulled the bag off me.

My eyes widened, although it wasn't that much of a loss. But it was like the ignorance of the shouts I had kept up for so long had been ripped away too.

"Harry! Is that your girlfriend?"

"Still quite the player, aren't you?"

"I'm sure she doesn't deserve you!"

"Who is she?"

"When are you going to dump her?"

"Is that your girlfriend?"

"How many have you had now?"


And the screams went on as I stood there, my hand on the door handle. I couldn't bring myself to open it. I quite literally couldn't move.

That was until someone opened it from the inside and pulled me in.

I blinked, slightly surprised to see that I was sitting safely inside the taxi, Beth looking at me worriedly. I couldn't help myself.

I started crying.


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