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"Tell me about when you do hate me." He insisted.
Our chests were inches apart and his nose was very close to mine. I was looking up at him as he still stood towering over me...
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Harry.
Fucking.
Styles.
God what a dick. He seemed so nice at first.
And Japan? I'm going to fucking Japan in less than 12 hours and I still don't have any idea how long I'm gonna be gone.
After he walked out the door of my hotel room telling me to "tread lightly" I nearly screamed. Who does he think he is telling me to tread lightly?
You tread lightly, you cocky, curly headed son of bitch.
He is Harry Styles so I guess I shouldn't be complaining about getting attention from him. But at the same time why would I want attention from him when he's an asshole.
A hot asshole. Fuck Juliet, quit that.
After calming down a bit I decided to take a shower and settle into bed set in the middle of the room.
It was comfortable, much more comfortable than the one I had back home. I didn't want to open and dig through my suitcases because then it would be way too much work to put back together so I grabbed some shorts and another sweatshirt.
I also set out Jean shorts with a cropped sweater Louis made me buy for tomorrow.
Shit. Louis.
I can't just fly to a foreign country and not tell him.
I jumped from my bed back to my suitcases, grabbing my small purse that set on top of them that I'd been carrying all day.
I immediately called him, almost in a panic.
God what am I gonna do? I'm going to a different country with a celebrity who's annoying and rude. I don't know how long I'm gonna be gone. I don't know if I have enough of my stuff to basically live somewhere else. What the-
"JJ? You okay?" Louis voice snapped me out of my thoughts and I immediately stood from my crouching position over my suitcases and began pacing around the bed.
"Oh yeah sorry um. Yeah I'm fine it's just...it's just." I started have cold sweats and I was kind of dizzy.
"What's going on?" I heard Lou's voice ask. He was concerned I could tell but I can't blame him. I'm a stuttering fucking idiot.
