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CHAPTER 90

HARRY'S POV

After the entire pizza thing happened, I decided it was best that I just forgot the entire scanvenger hunt thing. It wasn't worth doing for a girl I hardly knew.

I flopped down onto the sofa in my hotel room, and pulled out my phone. I went on twitter and scrolled through my homepage. All of the boys had been tweeting about what a great time they were having on tour in America. Cool.

I closed out of the app and hit the keypad. I dialed Angie's number and waited for her to answer.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey." I said back.

"Harry! How are you?"

"Good love, and you?"

"Great, we're on the bus right now headed to Florida!"

"Sounds like fun..." I trailed off.

"So what have you been up to?" She asked.

"Nothing really. But Angie, I really need to see you. I can't stand being without you."

"I could always sneak away." She laughed.

"Could you?" I asked.

"I was kind of kidding."

"Oh."

"Well maybe you could come here." She suggested.

"And risk getting caught? I don't think so."

"Please Harry?"

"I'll meet you halfway."

"Which would be where?" She giggled.

"France. Paris to be exact. Tell the management that you need to go back to the UK for a week because you're homesick, but then go to France with me!" I said happily.

"I'll do it!" She said.

"Yes!"

"On one condition." She stated.

"What would that be?"

"I want a romantic evening."

"Deal."

"Okay babe, well I have to go now. I'll text you later and we can make further plans."

"Bye Angie, love you!"

"Love you too Harry."

I ended the call and then walked out of my apartment. I began walking down the streets of Australia and I began thinking. Thinking that my life isn't that bad. Here I am thinking that my life couldn't be any worse, when in reality so many people have it worse than I do.

But that's when it happened.

"Ouch!"

I looked down and noticed that I had kicked a teenage boy. I looked around and noticed that I had been so deep in thought that I had made my way to the beach. Nobody else was there; just him and I.

"Oops sorry!" I sat down next to him, and I noticed that he had been crying. Before I kicked him. "Hey what's wrong?" I asked.

"What? Oh nothing." I could tell he was lying by the obvious scars on his wrist.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Caleb." He stated as he began kicking his feet in the sand.

"I'm Harry. Harry Styles. Nice to meet -"

"FROM ONE DIRECTION?!" He yelled.

"Yes, you a fan?" I asked.

"Not really... But my 13 year old sister is OBSESSED with you guys. God it's so annoying." I looked at him sternly, and then he said, "I mean YES TOTALLY!"

I laughed and then stood up and began walking away.

"Where are you going?" He called after me.

"I don't know." I said back.

"Well hey, could you come meet my sister? She would love me forever..." He trailed off.

"Show me the way bud."

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Much love,

Mallory:)