Harry’s P.O.V.

 It’s a couple days after the whole Ryan thing and well, to put it frankly, I’m pissed. I can’t believe anyone would ever try to do that to Megan, and that Megan won’t let us help her find him. Megan has a wall that she puts up. She doesn’t like admitting that she needs help, or asking people for it. But I need to help her, whether she likes it or not.

 I pull out my phone and call the one person I know will agree. Simon.

 “Hello?” Simon asks.

 “Simon, its Harry. And I need your help.” I say and tell him my plan.

***

 “What is this?!” Megan asks a week later, holding a magazine in hand as she slams the door behind her and storms over to the boys and I, who are sitting on the couch watching the Inbetweeners. “I told you, I didn’t want people knowing about this. And you went and told people!”

 “Megan, I was just trying to help.” I try to explain, as the guys look at me confused and Megan stands there, pissed. “You wouldn’t let me help and I want to find this douche bag. Megan, you can’t always do everything on your own, sometimes you need other peoples help.”

 “Harry, I have been on my own since my mom left, I’m used to doing things on my own. And obviously I’ve done a pretty good job of it. When I tell you I don’t want some, I mean it. You didn’t take my feelings and what I want into account. All you did was do what you wanted to do. If I can’t trust you with something as big as this, how can I trust you with anything else?”

 “Megan, please try to listen to it from my side!” I beg, but she throws the magazine at me and storms out screaming that ‘she’s done!’. “Ugh, now she’s mad at me!”

 “Dude, what did you do?” Liam asks and all the guys look equally as curious.

 “Just look at this.” I say and pass them the magazine with the headline ‘One Direction’s Opening Act Raped?’ I see them pass it to each other and look at me with a look of anger and relief on their face.

 “Dude, seriously? That was a jackass-y thing to do.” Niall says, but Louis shakes his head.

 “All he was trying to do was help her. I’m on your side Harry! She needs to think about it from our perspective; I was considering doing it too.” Louis says, but Liam buts in.

 “But if Megan didn’t want him to do it he needed to respect that. We don’t know Ryan or her dad or his dad. She knows them the best and knows how we can help find him. Also if she tells you not to help, even though it might not always be the best thing, you really just not do anything. That’s the way girls work.” Liam explains, and after hearing the different opinions I’m so confused.

 “Zayn what do you think?” I ask him hoping to help me decide.

 “I think that this whole thing will blow over and that Harry didn’t handle it in the best way but neither is Megan.” Zayn explains, always being the wise one.

 “Well, I’m going to go try to find her, we need to amend this.” I say and stand up and go to find Megan. I check her room and call her dozens of times but each time it goes straight to voice mail. ‘What could she have gotten into?’

***

Megan’s P.O.V.

 I storm out of the boy’s hotel room and down the stairs. I walk to the nearest Starbucks and order my favorite drink. I sit down and start to contemplate everything. But of course, after Harry blabbed his mouth I couldn’t sit down for five minutes without hearing the first click of the camera through the window. Then another. And then another. Soon there’s a swarm of paparazzi outside and everyone in there is staring at me. I quickly stand up and walk outside briskly.

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