Harry's P.O.V.
"Harry! What happened?", Wilma enters the room and asks. "N-N-Nothing!", I stutter but she -of course- realizes I'm lying. "Tell me the truth!", she nearly whispers. I don't say anything; just hand her the news. She reads it without saying a word and then just sits down on the couch. "Dammit! What are we going to do now?", she asks and covers her face with her hands. I think about it for a few minutes then go up to her and hug her.
"They'll find out that's it's true anyway, won't they?", I ask quietly and she hunches her shoulders. "Yeah. Guess that's right..." "So? Why don't we proof it already?", I ask her and grab her hand. "What?", she asks confused but I just take her by the hand and lead her outside. "Harry? What are you doing? I'm still in my PJ's!", Wilma says kind of shocked. I laugh a little as her PJ's are just one of my shirts -way too big for her- and the shorts she was wearing yesterday already.
"You shouldn't care! You're beautiful the way you are!", I say and smile at her because I really mean what I say and I hope she sees it. "Aww Hazza!", she says and kisses me on the lips. "You cute, little liar!", she says but keeps walking. I stop shocked, then run up to her. "I'm not a liar!", I say acting all deeply shocked. "Sure!", she says winking and kisses me on the tip of my nose. I grin and hug her. "Now let's go!", I say and carry her out of the hotel.
"Harry! Stop it!", she says laughing but I don't. "What are we even doing?" "Well why don't we show them the truth?", I say smiling but she just raises her eyebrows. But then I open the hotel's door and carry her outside. "Wha-", Wilma wants to ask but the flashlights stop her. Her eyes widen when I let her down. The paparazzi take hundreds of photos and ask thousands of questions.
"Harry, is this your girlfriend?" "Who's that?" "What's her name?" "Are you two dating?" I laugh as they actually always ask the same questions. I don't answer any of them. Well at least not directly. I just press my lips on Wilma's, which seems to overwhelm her as she didn't expect it. But I just smile into the kiss and the two of us totally forget about the paparazzi.
When we both stop kissing, because we need to breathe, I turn around so that I face the paparazzi's cameras and say smiling: "Well yes. I guess you could say she's my girlfriend!" Then we both walk off and they just stare at us. Some of them follow us but we don't care. "Wow. I can't believe you just did that!", Wilma says after a while of silence. I grin: "You better would! Because it'll probably be in all the magazines tomorrow!", I explain and she freezes but I just hug her and explain it'll be alright.
"But what if the fans will hate me?", she asks scared. I shake my head: "They won't! They'll be happy if I'm happy!" She laughs insecurely: "Whatever you say, Harry!", she explains laughing. Then we go silent again and just walk through one of Vancouver's many parks, while holding hands.
Niall's P.O.V.
Of course Annika find out about it and of course she wasn't happy with it but when she got a text by Wilma, later on, saying everything is alright, she was fine with it. After eating breakfast we decide to meet Zayn as he DMed me saying he had to tell me something very important. He find out about the article as well. Of course. Everyone did!
"You know I talked to Holly on twitter!?", he asks us. We nod. Sure! "Well she gave me her number then, because I asked for it and then I called her and we were talking for quite a long time this morning. And then I saw that article in the newspaper and I told her about it and she went quiet..." Annika's and my eyes widen.
"Well if I think back I remember she had a camera with her. I remember she took pictures of us. So it could be possible she also took a picture of Harry and Wilma kissing, couldn't it?", he keeps talking but we don't say anything. "Well I told her about that. I didn't even think about that. I didn't think it was really her but she probably felt guilty and told me everything."
Everything!?
"She told me that she works for that newspaper and she did take that photo and she let them publish it. She said she was sorry but I of course didn't believe her", I could see his watery eyes when he told us about that, "I trusted her! WE trusted her! Why did she do this?" None of us knows the answer. We just hug him and try to calm him down. Why did she do this to him? He obviously likes her...
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nineteenth chapter --->
"They'll find out that's it's true anyway, won't they?", I ask quietly and she hunches her shoulders. "Yeah. Guess that's right..." "So? Why don't we proof it already?", I ask her and grab her hand. "What?", she asks confused but I just take her by the hand and lead her outside. "Harry? What are you doing? I'm still in my PJ's!", Wilma says kind of shocked. I laugh a little as her PJ's are just one of my shirts -way too big for her- and the shorts she was wearing yesterday already.
"You shouldn't care! You're beautiful the way you are!", I say and smile at her because I really mean what I say and I hope she sees it. "Aww Hazza!", she says and kisses me on the lips. "You cute, little liar!", she says but keeps walking. I stop shocked, then run up to her. "I'm not a liar!", I say acting all deeply shocked. "Sure!", she says winking and kisses me on the tip of my nose. I grin and hug her. "Now let's go!", I say and carry her out of the hotel.
"Harry! Stop it!", she says laughing but I don't. "What are we even doing?" "Well why don't we show them the truth?", I say smiling but she just raises her eyebrows. But then I open the hotel's door and carry her outside. "Wha-", Wilma wants to ask but the flashlights stop her. Her eyes widen when I let her down. The paparazzi take hundreds of photos and ask thousands of questions.
"Harry, is this your girlfriend?" "Who's that?" "What's her name?" "Are you two dating?" I laugh as they actually always ask the same questions. I don't answer any of them. Well at least not directly. I just press my lips on Wilma's, which seems to overwhelm her as she didn't expect it. But I just smile into the kiss and the two of us totally forget about the paparazzi.
When we both stop kissing, because we need to breathe, I turn around so that I face the paparazzi's cameras and say smiling: "Well yes. I guess you could say she's my girlfriend!" Then we both walk off and they just stare at us. Some of them follow us but we don't care. "Wow. I can't believe you just did that!", Wilma says after a while of silence. I grin: "You better would! Because it'll probably be in all the magazines tomorrow!", I explain and she freezes but I just hug her and explain it'll be alright.
"But what if the fans will hate me?", she asks scared. I shake my head: "They won't! They'll be happy if I'm happy!" She laughs insecurely: "Whatever you say, Harry!", she explains laughing. Then we go silent again and just walk through one of Vancouver's many parks, while holding hands.
Niall's P.O.V.
Of course Annika find out about it and of course she wasn't happy with it but when she got a text by Wilma, later on, saying everything is alright, she was fine with it. After eating breakfast we decide to meet Zayn as he DMed me saying he had to tell me something very important. He find out about the article as well. Of course. Everyone did!
"You know I talked to Holly on twitter!?", he asks us. We nod. Sure! "Well she gave me her number then, because I asked for it and then I called her and we were talking for quite a long time this morning. And then I saw that article in the newspaper and I told her about it and she went quiet..." Annika's and my eyes widen.
"Well if I think back I remember she had a camera with her. I remember she took pictures of us. So it could be possible she also took a picture of Harry and Wilma kissing, couldn't it?", he keeps talking but we don't say anything. "Well I told her about that. I didn't even think about that. I didn't think it was really her but she probably felt guilty and told me everything."
Everything!?
"She told me that she works for that newspaper and she did take that photo and she let them publish it. She said she was sorry but I of course didn't believe her", I could see his watery eyes when he told us about that, "I trusted her! WE trusted her! Why did she do this?" None of us knows the answer. We just hug him and try to calm him down. Why did she do this to him? He obviously likes her...
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nineteenth chapter --->