"The toughest decision I've ever had to make is whether to walk away or try harder. If I walk away, life won't be the same without him.... but if I try harder, I might end up fighting alone."
|A Harry Styles fanfic. | Situations in this work of fict...
The next day was spent with Stephanie while finishing my packing.....she begged me not to tell dad about her pregnancy yet but with her being 6 months along already, I'm not sure if it's such a good idea....or why she's wanting to hide it still.
Gemma and Harry were due to pick me up anytime now as we were heading to LA, a day earlier than the boys.
Harry had purchased a home in West Hollywood not long ago and wanted to take me there......To say I was excited would definitely be the understatement of the year. I can't believe this is all real. Although, a part of me still feels I should be reserved and cautious. I know Harry's feelings for me are real....but would they last? Our situation was a bit easier due to the fact I would be with him constantly working as a stylist for One Direction....but it's inevitable that everything that's good comes to an end. Right? I want to be more positive about it, we'd only started dating, but I couldn't help needing to separate long term reality and the here and now. What were Harry's intentions with me? Does he want to settle down? Is he going to stay in LA forever? What about London? What about management and all the PR....where do I fit in all this? Would he ever want to be married? Does he want kids? He's incredible with them....okay, once again I'm overthinking the joy out of everything.
I really need to talk to Harry about the management thing....was it okay for us to be a public item, or did we need to be more careful of jeopardizing our careers? I don't want to be on the receiving end of all the baggage that comes with being in the shadow of One Direction. My feelings and well being are just as important. I really need to guard my heart. I don't think I can bare the thought of something happening to Harry or I to destroy what we have now. There's no way after this we'd be able to be friends if it all blew up in smoke. My heart is already in too deep, and has been for a long time.
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Gemma and Harry picked me up from my flat and Steph and I said our goodbyes as I reluctantly left her behind to head to the airport.
Gemma was dropping us off instead of a driver, she insisted on seeing us as much as possible and also to be the one to pick us up in 6 days.
"Call me when you land, don't care what time it is. Take care of her Hazz...love you both..." Gemma said, waving us on.
After she hugged us both, Harry and I walked quickly to board the plane.
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"Don't let go of me and don't talk to anyone...." Harry said.
I knew he was meaning the paps and I was worried maybe he didn't want to be seen with me....or if he was just generally wanting to lay low and avoid them altogether. We'd been out in public in London together twice and he didn't seem bothered by it at all so I hadn't considered it until now....
