All Hidden Away

With some pulling, grunting and some curse words, Harry finally manages to get himself into the tree house. He comes and plants himself next to me.
“Seems as though this place is getting a bit small to fit a twenty two year old, and an eighteen year old…” he says after a couple of silent minutes. I start crying again and he pulls me into his shoulder, gently rubbing my back in hopes of comforting me. “You know he didn’t mean it… he was trying to get you drunk and having some fun.” he says once I’ve calmed down some.
“I know, but it doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt.” I say honestly. I didn’t think Hazza of all people would be standing up for him right now, but im glad he was. Im not saying Harry is an angry or violent person, but I suspected him to be all up in Stu’s face about now. He gets very protective of people he loves and will do what he can to protect them to the best of his ability. We sit in silence for a bit longer before my shivering comes back reminding me of how cold I am sitting soaking wet in freezing temperatures.
“Did you shit on him?” I ask through chattering teeth. I sit back and pull my legs up in attempts to keep warm.
“I was going to but then Lou reminded me you’d be soaking wet and cold, and that I should probably not waste time coming to get you. But Tash, he really feels bad. He’s a good kid that Stuart.” He smiled and started shrugging off his jacket.
“No, it’s good, you stay warm and don’t get sick.” I say. He raises an eyebrow but knows there is no reason in arguing with me over this.
“Tasha?” he asks with a frown.
“Yeah Harry?”
“Why come here if you wanted to be left alone. You know I’d come here and look for you.”
“I didn’t want to just be alone, I just needed to get out the house and calm down.” I say looking down at my shaking hands, my slight buzz from the beer has left me, and my head is still uncomfortable and where the stiches lie feels tight and itchy.
“Well come on then, let’s get you warm so you don’t get sick.” He makes as though he is about to get up and is expecting me to follow like I would have so easily as a child.
“Harry?”
“Yeah Tasha?”
“Im sorry im not always there to support you, and im so sorry it doesn’t always seem like-”
He comes back and pulls me into one of his big hugs. We haven’t really spoken about this recently where there hasn’t been someone else, whether it be Louis or one of the boys, mum or gem or just anyone, with us and I always got the feeling Harry wanted to say something but never had the courage or a chance to do so. Thinking about it makes me think of the nightmare I had the other night when I didn’t know who they were with and when they were all so disappointed with me.
“Im not.” I look at him thinking he means he’s glad I don’t spend time with them. “Not in that way you idiot… I mean like.” He trails off trying to find his words. He pulls away from our embrace so he can look me in the eye. I can tell he’s upset as he flicks his long locks forwards and shoves them out of his face with his right hand. “Tasha im not saying I don’t miss you, because you can ask the lads, it kills me sometimes. But im just glad that you’re safe. You don’t have camera’s shoved up your face every five seconds trying to make you out as a bad person. Im so happy I don’t see headlines about you that aren’t true and that can make you feel like such shit-“ he trails off gathering his words. I give him time knowing not to interrupt. “Im just glad that the fame and everything isn’t changing who you are. Honestly Tash, after a long tour when we come home, the lads and I are always so keen to see you because we know it’s the only time we’ll have the biggest amount of normality in our lives. The fame hasn’t had a chance to change you like it has me and the lads…” he trails off lost in his thoughts.
“But Hazza, you guys really haven’t-” he looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “no, listen to me now. That Harry Styles that everyone writes shit about isn’t true. And you and all the people who know and love you know this!” I say making sure he understands what im saying. “Harry, you and the lads haven’t changed. You’ve matured and the public blames the fame but it’s not true. Your hearts haven’t changed, you’ve just learned to be tough so you don’t get your asses handed to you by the media and your management.”
“Thanks Tasha, but really. Mum and Gem have been affected by it, I mean people know almost everything about them and yeah, Gem does sometimes let comments and stuff get to her. But you. Well. You’re protected from all that bullshit, really. You’re one of the reasons I love coming home because you make me Hazza again, not Harry Styles the heartbreaker or famous guy, just… Harry. You’re one of the reasons the boys and I haven’t completely lost our shit.”
My eyes start watering again thinking back to his words in my dream.
“So you’re not upset that im not there to support you?” I ask with my voice breaking on not.
Harry chuckles softly and pulls me into another hug.
“No, because I know that even if you are not physically there, that you know the line up to each concert we perform, and you know exactly where and when we are performing. And I know this because no matter what time it is in London, no matter what exams you have the next day you will send me a simple message wishing me good luck. You know all the lyrics to the songs we sing and can play most of the either on guitar or piano, pretty damn well at that too. And when me and my best mates spend time with you, you treat us the same way you have always treated us. I know you support us in any way you can Tash… and we will always be so appreciative of this.” I sniff and laugh at the same time. “Oh, and I know that it’s you who follows us on twitter and publically shames haters and puts rumours to rest.” He hugs me tighter and kisses the top of my head while I laugh.
“Remember that time someone said Louis was engaged to Eleanor?” I laugh remembering explain exactly what I thought of that, and found it funny how a few days later she cheated on him. Harry and I never really liked her but put on a brave face and smile for Louis.
“Now come, you’re frozen solid.”
“Harry.”
“Yeah?”
“Im really looking forward to living with you guys for a while.” I say smiling at my big brother as we climb down our tree. He smiles back at me and helps me down.
“The lads and I are too.”

Notes

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