The Only Girl Not In The Crowd (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14

Chapter 14: "okay just explain to me calmly what's making you so worried Tay." Harry says. He

breaks me out of the day dream I was in and I look at him confusedly, not understanding where I am

for a few seconds. The combination of crying, being tired, and the drink Harry gave me, makes my

thoughts slower. I remember the situation and start to explain. "Harry you know how Eleanor,

Danielle, and Perrie are loved and idolized by lots of your fans all over the world?" "yeah but I don't

understand what that has to do with anything..?" he replies in confusion. "well there's also a flip side

of that." I say gently. And I see the surprise and realization in his eyes. He starts to open his mouth to

blurt out something but I lay my hand on his cheek and continue, silencing him. "Liam, Louis, and

zayn's ladies have tons and tons of fans, yes. But they also get so much hate mail, death threats, and

jealousy thrown at them on a daily basis. Thousands of you guys' fans hate the girlfriends and want

them gone. That's why I never dated you or anyone else in the band. Because trust me it was

tempting. You're one of the sweetest guys I've ever known and you're adorable. But to save myself

from all of the media, all of the paparazzi, and all of that mess that goes on daily for those girls; I

chose to stay your friend. I chose to be unknown to the fan community, and overall safe. I told myself

it was the bet choice I had ever made, because I still got to be around you all the time, without all of

that." I look into his eyes and I see the guilt and shame in knowing this now. And I know he

understands what he did tonight. "Harry when you announced our friendship to that crowd tonight,

you made it so I can't even be safe as your friend. And I know you didn't know. You're so innocent.

you had know idea the consequences of that seemingly harmless statement. So I'm not blaming you

and I'm not mad at you. I'm just scared sick and worried about what's going to happen now." I let my

hand drop from his face. For the first time in years, I see the confidence and light drain from his face. I

see a tear run down his cheek. Now it's my turn to be strong though, no more crying for me. I hug him

tight and he whimpers into my ear. "oh my god Taylor..... I'm so sorry.... I can't even.... You should

have warned me sometime. When we started doing concerts two years ago.... You should have

said..... I'm so sorry....." he cuts of and crys silently on my shoulder for a minute. He sniffles and

breaks my hold on him. He wipes his face and grabs mine. He touches his temple to mine and

whispers so softly I have to strain to catch his words. "I will never leave you. I will get us through this."

We lay down in each others arms and drift off to sleep.