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Georgia Rose (One Direction)


*Harry's POV*

I threw another pebble at the window only to see it open at that exact moment. That same pebble hit Georgia right in the face, it took everything in me not to laugh because I knew she probably wasn't pleased.

She whisper-yelled a few curses before sticking her head out of the window and catching eye contact with me.

My mouth fell open from the sight above me.

Georgia's long wet hair stuck to her shoulders and back. I could tell she just had a shower because of her apparel, all she was wearing was a fucking towel.

I honestly couldn't not stare at her natural beauty, and her half naked body.

"Harry?" Georgia whispered she probably could hardly see me because its pitch black outside.

"Yeah, it's me." I assured her.

Not answering, she closed her window.

I let out a huge sigh, I knew this was going to be difficult. I can't blame her though, I pretty much left her alone with a mob of girls that hate her guts. That probably did not end well, but that's why I need to talk to her about it. She needs to know that I didn't leave her on purpose, I was forced to. It was too dangerous to stay out there. I tried to find her too but it was too late because she was already lost in the sea of teenage girls.

I pick up another pebble and chuck it at her window.


This is definitely not going to work. I scratch my head and look around for something else except for rocks to throw at her window. Nothing. But I catch sight of something else that could help me even more than that.

I think fate is on my side tonight because there just so happens to be a tree right beside her bedroom window.. I walk over to the tree, examining it. I start to try to make my way up, but my jeans restrict me greatly. Why I must wear jeans that are pretty much painted on, I do not know.

After a few more failed attempts at trying to climb the large tree, I decide to just give up on the pants.

I unbutton the top and unzip them pulling them down my legs. I also take my boots and socks off as well to give me a better grip. I grab ahold of a tree branch pulling myself up, all of that extra gym time has finally paid off. After I tackle the most difficult part it gets extremely easier because I can easily just climb up on each branch.

Before I know it, I'm outside Georgia's window.

I cautiously look through the glass to see her in her ensuite. Obviously without thinking, I open the unlocked window and quickly hop in. It's honestly the only way to talk to this stubborn girl.

My oh so smooth attempt to sneak in failed as my shirt got stuck on the hook and tore off leaving me to fall to Georgia's carpeted floor.

She ran out of her washroom in nothing but an oversized shirt.

"Harry?!" She whispered and ran over to me and pulled me up off the ground.

"What are you doing here! My dad's going to kill me!" She continued to whisper.

"I need to talk to you," I said. I could tell she was pretty uncomfortable because she wasn't wearing any pants.

"Well I don't want to talk to you," she said and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

"I don't care whether you want to or not, I have some explaining to do," I said.

"Hell yes you do!" She raised her voice slightly.

Now that I'm closer, I can see clearly how bad the fans injured her. Her face had a few minor bruises and scrapes, I looked down to her knees and was shocked at how cut up and bruised they were. I then lightly grabbed her wrists and turned them up so her palms were facing the ceiling. Her hands were gashed and bright purple, I ran my finger over her right palm and she flinched back in pain.

"W-What happened?" I swallowed the lump in my throat, already knowing the answer. She sighed deeply.

"Did they...." I began but she cut me off with a head nod confirming it.

"Wow," was all I say. I honestly didnt think they'd do this much physical damage.

"Mhm..." She said as she turned away from me, I could tell she was trying to hold back her tears.

"I,Im sorry." I apologized.

"Sure you are," she said.

"Why don't you believe me?" I asked slightly more irritated.

"You left. I was being harassed by your precious fans and you just left without coming back for me. They hurt me both emotionally and physically. They threw me to the ground, I needed you!" A single tear fell down her face but she quickly swiped it away as she turned around.

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