I DONT KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM IGNORE ME
Harry swears you’re not usually like this. In fact, complete opposite in most situations.
Because he had had one too many rumors about his life already and he didn’t need anymore.
What he never in a million stary nights thought, is that you’d be smack dab right in the middle.
A rumor he was at the other end of.
He knows what he’s been doing is suspicious beyond words but he swears he does NOT mean for them to be.
Fact of the matter, he probably shouldn’t have gone to her birthday party and he probably shouldn’t have gone to her brother-in-law’s show.
He only looks at twitter for a good 10 seconds before he’s closing it up again.
Harry would like to think he didn’t mean for all this to happen, and that he didn’t want his fans to freak out over something so minor.
But it was an instance of him wanting to protect YOU and if that meant THIS, then so be it.
Because that’s exactly what happened.
“Love, m'sorry I jus - I just wanted to keep you protected.”
“Harry. Please, don’t.” Your voice comes out much more stern than you’d thought it would.
“S'like, know you don’t like her much and all but it was a distraction-”
And that’s when you cut him off, annoyed at seriously everything his usual pretty pink lips speak of.
“‘Harry Styles seen at Kendall Jenner’s 21st birthday party, could the two be dating?’!” You’ve got on a fake gossip journalist voice again, “'Oh wait, he’s at Kanye’s show too, nevermind then the two must be fuckin married by now!’”
He would usually not admit to hating anything about you. Because he just literally cannot find a single thing wrong with your existence in most cases.
But he really hates when you get upset like this, especially if it’s something he could’ve controlled.
And when you keep on bickering to him over a damn situation that he only did so people wouldn’t question who you were and why on earth a random Uni student was spotted with Harry Styles from time to time, he shuts you up by pulling you in close by your waist and smashing his lips onto yours.
It’s an apologetic kiss that you wish you had enough strength to resist. Damn him and that sinful mouth.
“It’s you, love. Always gonna be. I know it’s confusing and, frankly, it’s a bit annoying for me too but I don’t want paparazzi following you ‘round everywhere and I don’t want your twitter to be filled with hate and I really don’t want you to end up unhappy with me. She’s jus’ a distraction for the media. Didn’t even talk to her once, if I’m being quite honest. Didn’t need to. Got the perfect girl right here.”
You realize in that moment that you might love your famous secret boyfriend. And maybe there was a silver lining to every story. And maybe the rumors, for once, were actually a good thing.