Harry’s Girlfriend Acting like a Fangirl! (Part 1)
“Harry do you have to go tonight?” you asked, even though you already knew he had to.
“Yeah love sorry but we were asked to play at a private party tonight.”
“I know I just wish you could stay in and watch some movies with me!” you say.
“Ill be back later tonight and if your still up then we can spend some…quality time together!” Harry says with a cheeky grin on his face.
“Fine.” you say all pouty-like.
“Unless you would like to come with me and announce to the whole world you’re my girlfriend and end up on the cover of every magazine!” Harry says playfully, knowing that wasn’t what you wanted. At least not until after you graduate so you could finish your semester without dealing with paparazzi and people treating you differently.
“You know we have to wait only a couple more months”, you say rolling your eyes.
“And announcing it at a private party wouldn’t be the best idea…since we would steal their spotlight of course. “ Harry says reassuring you the best idea is for you to stay in tonight.
“Have fun…without me.” You say again in a pouting voice trying to hide back your smile.
“Bye love!” Harry says smiling, as he makes his way out the door.
You sit on the couch wondering how you’re going to entertain yourself for the rest of the night, alone. Too bad you just finished the rest of your coffee knowing sleep won’t be an option. You’re about to turn on the TV when suddenly you get a text from Eleanor asking if you are attending the party tonight. You reply *no* saying you can’t be seen with Harry tonight. Eleanor replies saying *That doesn’t mean you can’t come. You are welcome to join me since Louis is going to be on stage all night*.
You know you and Harry didn’t want to risk being found out, but you thought one little party won’t hurt. You reply to Eleanor saying *Alright, but don’t let anyone know. If anyone asks, I’m your “cousin” or something*. You weren’t on planning to stay for the whole party, just long enough to see Harry perform.
Once you meet up with Eleanor and arrive at the party, you quickly scan the crowd hoping Harry or anyone won’t run into you. You told Eleanor you have to stay away from the little stage set up in front of all the tables where the boys and crew were. After getting drinks, you and Eleanor sit at a table in the back watching the performance, while all the adults with champagne clap along. You loved watching Harry perform no matter how many times you heard the same song.
“This is so much better than staying at home!” you say into Eleanor’s ear. Eleanor smiles back while sipping on her champagne. After a couple songs, the boys announced they would be taking a little break and make their way into the crowd.
“I’m going to go see Louis for a moment.” Eleanor says.
“Of course that’s fine I’m going to get another drink” you say as both of you get up from the table. You then walk through the crowd of people in nice suits and gorgeous dresses. You wore a simple short dress that was nothing compared to the sparkling glitter and gold looking gowns these women were wearing for the party. You knew it was a private party and the only reason you got in was because you were with Eleanor ‘who is with the band’. You’re making your way to the mini bar when you suddenly notice Harry standing there taking pictures with a bunch of people. You freeze in your spot about to turn around when a waiter approaches you.
“Can I get anything for you miss? A drink from the bar perhaps?” He asks kindly.
“Oh…um…” you say in a confused expression.
“How about some champagne?” he says waiting for you to respond. But he just turns toward the bar and says “Dave some champagne for this miss please,” and walks away. You still don’t move eyeing Harry not sure what to do.
“Over here miss!” Dave calls you from over the bar, waving for you to walk over.
You walk to the bar but stay on the farthest side from the crowd of people around Harry. Thankfully he wasn’t looking your direction. You weren’t sure how he was going to take this, you being here without him knowing. You sat there sipping on your champagne watching as everyone was talking and taking pictures with Harry. You began to feel a little jealous as these gorgeous women were touching all over Harry and speaking to him inches away from his face. You then realized you had finished your whole glass of champagne.
“I’ll take another glass please, but this time wine thanks”, you say to the bartender. He hands you another drink and you continue to drink while staring in annoyance at the women constantly crowding around him. A woman definitely just touched Harry’s butt. After watching for a while you decided to go and approach him. You wanted more than ever for people to know that you were his girlfriend. You wanted his arm to be wrapped around you and only you! You wanted those women to be the jealous ones, not you. Maybe it was all the alcohol that you just downed because of your jealousy, but you wanted Harry’s attention.
You step through a couple of people and place your hand on Harry’s shoulder saying, “Harry Styles I’ve been dy-y-ying to meet you, I’m such a big fan! May I have a picture-re?”
Harry then turns his head toward you. His face looks at you in shock.
“I said-d-d can I please have a pictu-u-ure” your words came out a little slurred. Now you were sure it was the alcohol. You could definitely feel it.
“Oh…um…wh-“ Harry begins to stay, looking surprised.
“We asked first miss!” A lady with bright red lipstick says with a stern look.
“Please get in line lady”, a man next to you says as well.
You look at everyone, which seemed like 20 people staring at you and you begin to panic a bit realizing you shouldn’t be here. You weren’t even invited. You quickly drop your hand from Harry’s shoulder and make your way to the exit.
“Wait Y/N-“ Harry begins to yell from behind you. “I mean wait miss!”
You still keep walking feeling embarrassed and dumb for even coming. And you felt a bit dizzy as well. You thought for sure Harry will think you’re a clingy girlfriend now. All these thoughts start spinning in your head about how he may even want to break up with you. You make your way just around the corner of the ballroom into a hallway.
You hear from behind you “No WAIT!” and a hand grabs your wrist. You turn to see Harry staring at you with a confused and concerned look.
“What are you doing here? I thought we agreed you would stay at home!” Harry demands.
“I KnOw but I w-wanted to watchhh you pErformm!” you try to say.
“Are you drunk?!” He asks.
“NOo” giving a little hiccup.
“Oh yes you are!” Harry says giving you a serious look “we need to get you home!”
“I was alreadyy…I mean I was going home ALeadyy”
“Oh hell no your not driving home!” Harry says gripping your fist tighter making sure you couldn’t leave.
“I didn’t driVe here EleAnoor brought me!”
“I’m going to ask Paul to watch you then until I can leave to take you!” Harry says pulling out his phone to call Paul, his security guard.
“What nOo I don’t need a babysitter! I can take care of my-yselffff!”
“What are you talking about you are drunk!”
“No I’m tipSsy!” you say trying to convince him.
“Come with me!” Harry has you by the arm leading you toward the side of the stage. He then leans into Paul’s ear saying something you can’t hear. They both then turn toward you and Paul places his hand on your back leading you toward a couch behind the stage.
“No Harry please don’t leave me!” you yell.
Harry then walks back toward you saying angrily “Y/N you weren’t even suppose to be here and I am suppose to be talking to the people here for the party, not watching you!”
You felt hurt all of a sudden from those words. You expected Harry to stay with you for some reason. You watch as he walks away and starts talking to a gorgeous blonde woman. Anger begins to build inside you and you want nothing more than to get out of here. You glance at Paul who is standing between you and the way out. You look around see a couple of people who help set up and a police officer on the phone. You couldn’t leave, not without Paul noticing. You decided to try and make a run for it. You quickly run passed Paul but he immediately reacts throwing you over his shoulder.
“Oh no you don’t Y/N” he says chuckling. “Did you really think you could get passed me? Not even the boys can.”
“Put meeEe DoWn PLeassee!” you say trying to squeeze out of his grasp.
“Stay put now missy,” he says putting you down gently.
“Fine.” You say, buy you had no intention to.
You walk toward the table with a large bowl of fruit on it.
“Oh nOo I’m so soRrry!” as you purposely drop the bowl on the floor.
The police officer and Paul turn to look at the mess you made. They make there way toward you and start helping pick up the fruit.
“You should really just sit down, you had a lot to drink.” Paul says with a stern look.
“It wasSs an accident soRrry!” you say in an innocent voice.
As soon as both of them are on the ground you dart passed them. You start running toward the crowd again, pushing your way through.
“Stop miss!” you hear the police officer saying behind you. You knew Paul was right behind him too. You still kept moving. You had so much adrenaline. You didn’t really know why you were running but you couldn’t think straight with the alcohol in your system. All you knew was that you didn’t want to be here. You keep pushing through people until you bump into someone.
“Y/N?” Zayn says looking surprised by your presence.
“Hey stop her!” another officer says making his way toward you in the crowd.
“Hiii…sOrrry” you say knowing you had to keep moving.
“Ay you alright?” Zayn yells with a worried voice as you leave him.
“Looks like we got a party crasher!” a man standing next to him laughing yells out for everyone to hear. People all around you start to look at you. Great if you weren’t making a scene earlier, you definitely are now.
You then head toward a larger group of women hoping to blend in with them. You push in between them and a few look at you like your crazy.
“Sorry…yeAh sowwie” you say hoping they will just ignore you.
“Ah Y/N I didn’t know you would be here”, a friendly voice says behind you.
“Niall…ohH hElloOo!” you try to say but trip a little.
“Woah there! Had one to many I suppose” Niall says chuckling. All the women around him smile with him. You just know they are flirting with him.
“THERE SHE IS!” A police officer says. Great.
“Oi, what’s going on?” Niall says a bit confused to why police officers are now heading toward you.
You quickly leave the group and head to the only opening in the crowd, which is near the exit. You start to run but your heels start to wobble and you have a bit of trouble heading straight. Damn that third glass of alcohol. You are almost to the exit when you turn your head to the side and see Harry’s face staring at you, through a group of people, in anger. You stop, when you’re about to say something two hands grab you and drag you out the exit.
They lead you out the door and place you in a police car. You look through the window to see Harry and Paul talking to the cops. You can’t think straight. Your still not sure how this even happened. You knew you shouldn’t have been at the private party and you definitely shouldn’t have been drinking. Suddenly Eleanor approaches the car and the police opens the door for her.
“Y/N! I’ve been looking for you all night! Were is your phone?!” she asks.
You look around and remembered you left it on the table inside.
“I will find it. Its all right they are letting me take you home. Come on follow me.” Eleanor helps you out of the police vehicle and walks you to her car. She then closes the door and starts walking quickly back inside. You place your head on the car window and wait for her to return.
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You open your eyes and realized you fell asleep. Eleanor had now woken you to help you into your flat.
“What happened? Where are we?” you say in confusion. Now that you were sobering up you begin to realize all you did.
“Were at your flat, don’t worry I’ll help you get in” she says chuckling, “Your still a bit drunk”.
“Harry is going to k-kill me.” You say as you walk inside and sit on the coach.
“He will not kill you, but you put on quite a show!” she said now laughing while she takes your heels off for you. “You should get some rest, I know your feet will be killing you tomorrow!”
You fell asleep again before you could say goodbye to Eleanor.
You wake up to the door slamming shut. You look at the clock that says 3:30am. Then suddenly Harry walks in with absolute anger on his face.
Harry’s Girlfriend acting like a Fangirl! (Part 2)
