Wildest Dreams ~~~ H.S

12.

Harry walks me back to my hotel and by now, it's around 4pm. Today was so much fun. I honestly thought today was going to go by slowly. Seeing Harry was a miracle. I still think I could evaporate though.

His words echo through my head. I just came here to say hi to you. I know that it isn't anything important. I know I shouldn't care. I know better. But nobody has ever wanted to see me, or ever thought about me. 

I feel like I'm having a main character moment.

Even though it's just a simple sentence, it still has an effect on me. It's not that I'm excited or anything. I'm just happy I have a friend. A good friend. 

That makes me think of Diana. I wonder what she is up to. As I reach up for my phone, it buzzes. I quickly scream and back away. I seriously thought my soul left my body for a second. The screen is lit up and it says I have 1 new notification.

Queen 👑: Diana

ANDREAAAA: Andrea 

Queen 👑:

ANDREA

ANDREAA

ANDREAAAA

ISTG ANSWER YOUR PHONE

ANDREAAAA:

WHAT DO YOU WANT??

Queen 👑:

well i was just going to say hi

the first two andreas were for that

but i now have a WAY more serious reason

ANDREAAAA:

hi then

what happened

Queen 👑:

so basically this happened:

(link to instagram that doesn't exist lol)

I open the link and it takes me to instagram. Don't tell me she just sent one of those sad reels again. They always make me cry for some reason. If you couldn't already tell, I'm a softie and a crybaby. 

The instagram post loads and I stare at it blankly. It has millions of likes, meaning tons of people saw it. The caption was 'Harry and Andrea seen together on coffee and mall date'. There are a few photos, but the last two videos catch my eye. 

The first one was funny. It was our fight at Starbucks when we were fighting over wether Harry was paying for my things or not. I'm still a little annoyed that people were recording us while having a private conversation.

People need to learn to respect Harry's privacy. He is a human being like everyone else, and it is not right to record someone while speaking with someone that you are not a part of. I don't care if someone records me because it's just me, someone who has an ordinary life; besides the fact that I'm friends with Harry Styles. 

I scroll to the last video. I feel uncomfortable watching it. I feel so bad for Harry. It was when we linked arms, but he was telling the person to stop recording after he just said no to a photo politely. He doesn't deserve this. 

And I know the true members of the fandom know this. If you were an actual fan, you would respect him and know what is too far.

ANDREAAAA:

omg

i don't know what to do

i actually feel so bad for harry

Queen 👑:

girl what about yourself

also you guys are so cute together ngl

im surprised your prs havent tried to get you guys to sign a contract yet

ANDREAAAA:

shut up

but seriously, what should i do about this

harrys manager is going to kill him if he finds out

which he most definitely will

Diana doesn't answer. Instead she shows up at my door. I look through the little peek hole and I see her eye pressed against it too. I laugh and open the door to let her in. 

"So! Harry will be in trouble, but you won't. I think your manager will be thrilled about it and throw a party. If I'm being honest, who wouldn't want to be mistaken as Harry's girlfriend; especially someone who is romantic lead and co-star in the movie he is in?" She rambles on as she rips apart the bed that I made this morning.

She gets under the covers. "Okay, first of all, you got my managers personality all wrong. My manager absolutely despises me. I'm still surprised he hasn't quit yet. But also, I  don't want to be mistaken as his girlfriend." 

"Okay, fine, miss he's just a friend. No wonder your name sounds similar to Adrien," I roll my eyes at her. "Woah, woah, woah, hold up."

"What?" I ask, annoyed that she keeps saying I like him more than a friend. 

"Why do I smell Harry's cologne? Trust me, I know this scent from anywhere. It's so strong that it get's on my nerves anytime Harry walks near me."

I feel my cheeks heat up and I grab the pillow that she was smelling out of her hands. "None of your business! And it's NOT what you think."

"Are you blushing?" She smirks.

"NO! Now stop smelling my hotel room!!"

She cackles. "So when are you going to tell me what happened? Or at least how even ended up in your hotel room? Or why you didn't ask for a new pillow or to get it washed? Or how you and Harry were at Starbucks together? Or how you and him were linking arms?"

I groan and throw the pillow at her face. "Stop asking me all of these questions! He came over first because I was sad. He comforted me. Nothing more. I feel like I always have to tell you that!"

She throws the pillow back at my face and I hit the wall behind me. The woodsy and vanilla scent is so strong. "Ow!" I scream and throw it at her face again. But this time, she grabs all of the pillows off the bed, including the ones for decoration.

"Hey! Those ones hurt, that's not fair!"

She throws them all at me and I topple onto the floor. "Life isn't fair." She grips the duvet and uses it as a wall when I throw the pillows at her.

"Ugh! This is so unfair! You get something to protect yourself, but all I get is hit in the face by six pillows!"

She laughs at me. "I don't care if it's fair for you or not. Either way, I would win the pillow fight!"

God, we are so childish sometimes.

Author's note:

hey luvs, i am not productive at all so i probably won't get as many chapters up as i said i would today. but i really missed diana and thought that this would help their friendship. i will try to get a third chapter up today too! bye luvs ❤️