Chapter Eight

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by ishipmiall

by ishipmiall

~Eva's POV~

"But you're perfect to me," Sydney and I harmonised whilst we both played the guitar. We didn't want to tell the boys but we learnt Little Things on guitar and we're going to do a twitcam later and make sure they're watching. We will perform it. We were so excited.

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~A fan's POV~

"@EvaStyles_: doing a twitcam tonight with @SydneyLee_xo at 6 so make sure you're watching, especially @Harry_Styles and @NiallOfficial!! ;)"

This will be fun. The first time she be showing herself properly, she's barely been in magazines! I'm confused because she was a fan and fans would want to make it public?? She's so dumb none of the directioners even like her.

I called my friend Jodie over so we could have some fun with this twitcam!

Hours passed and it was time for their twitcam!

5,4,3,2,1.....

"Hey guys its Eva and Sydney here and Harry and Niall you better be watching!! Text us so we know you are!!" And they both laughed. Or cackled as it was more like that.

"Okay so the boys just texted us to let us know they're watching right now!! Hi boys!" They giggled.

"So you know the song Little Things?" And suddenly the chat box for twitcam went CRAZY!

The girls began to sing little things.

~Harry's POV~

Their harmonies sounded perfect together, since when could Eva sing? Woah. Me and Niall just looked at each other like oh my god. When they finished Niall and I decided to text them:

Sounded perfect, we love you. Woah. Meet me in my apartment tonight Eva? ;)

I heard Eva's phone go off and her smile broadened and she winked at the camera and showed Sydney. But before she could continue her phone started playing LWWY, her ringtone, and it was from a unknown number.

"Urm hello?"

"You sounded shit and Harry only wants you for sex ahaha!" The anonymous bitch said down the phone.

~Eva's POV~

It's okay Eva, don't get sad. Just hang up. Except before I could Harry walked through the door and took me phone. Wait. What the hell was Harry doing in my house?

"Hi, it's Harry Styles!" Harry said with a sarcastic smile?

Screaming down the phone echoed into the speaker of my laptop and Harry replied wittily:

"You're the worst fan ever and to be honest you don't deserve Eva's time. Just leave the fandom because we all hate you." And with that he hung up and closed the twitcam down.

"Do you want to cry?" He asked me.

I simply nodded and Sydney gave me an understanding look, she then left.

I put my head into Harry's chest and cried. His arms pulled me closer and we stood there.

"I love you Eva, nothing will ever change that." Harry whispered.

That's was the first time he'd ever told me that.

"I love you too, Harry." I said looking into his eyes then laid down on bed and opening the covers up for Harry to come and snuggle with me. He took up my offer and transferred his body heat to me, leaving me breathless. He was perfect.