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mia

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  The next few days were spent traveling and playing with Cat. I quickly learned that she was a very positive addition to our road trip and she enjoyed pouncing on Harry's feet wherever he walked. It was extremely amusing to watch.

  "So, where exactly are we going next? Just keep travelling South?" I asked Harry a few mornings later.

  "That's what I was planning on doing. We can stop along places we want to go to as well." He said, finger combing his hair as he started to put it in a bun. "There's a mountain I'd like to climb in North Carolina."

  "A mountain!?" I exclaimed. "You're trying to kill me with all of these heights, I swear."

  "We're facing your fears!" Harry protested. "This is a growing experience for you."

  "And free entertainment for you?" I laughed dryly. "No, next place we go to, it'll be involving one of your fears and I'll be the one laughing. Now- what are you most afraid of?" I sat down on the couch next to him in the living room.

  "Uhh..." Harry bit his lip. "I'm not a fan of roller coasters... the dark... oh, and snakes. Snakes are probably my worst fear." I smirked evilly at him and he glared at me. "Mia, no. No snakes."

  "You sent me to the top of The Statue of Liberty!" I screeched. "We are going to find us a zoo and hold a snake. And then, we'll go to an amusement park and make you ride a big roller coaster- just for making me suffer." 

  "Oh, come on!" Harry fought back. "It wasn't that bad."

  "Hm, let's see." I pursed my lips. "You drug me to the top of the green lady, then you proceeded to put me in a Ferris wheel death trap and I almost had a heart attack. I think you can hold a little snake."

  "But Mia," Harry whined. He crawled over to my side of the couch and laid his head in my lap. "Snakes are scary. And vicious. Ferris wheels are happy and nice."

  "No but's." I said stubbornly. "To make it even, we can both have three fears that we have to face on this roadtrip. The dark, rollercoasters, and snakes are yours. Mine are heights and... I don't know."

  "Commitment? Testosterone? Marriage?" Harry teased. I smacked his forehead.

  "To be honest, probably." I laughed. "I'm a mess."

  "A hot mess." Harry smirked. I laughed and pushed him off of me, causing him to roll onto the carpeted floor and startle Cat, who was curled up in her bed on the other side of the room.

  I stood up and stretched my legs, jumping over Harry's body as I made my way to the bedroom in the back. Harry, Cat, and I had been sharing the king sized bed and it had been going well. A few times I would wake up kinda tangled with Harry and instantly I would scoot to the other side of the bed. Cat, for the most part, enjoyed sleeping on Harry's hair and it was probably the cutest thing that I had witnessed in my entire life. 

  I grabbed some fresh clothes and headed to the bathroom. Last night I had meant to shower, but Harry had me play ten rounds of Rummikub with him and then proceeded to use all the hot water at two in the morning.

  "I'm hopping in the shower!" I called out to Harry, who was in the kitchen making lunch. Cat tried to slide through the doorway as I was walking in, but I scooted her off to the side with my foot. Despite her liking to bite Harry's feet (28 times so far), she didn't bite me once. 

  I threw all of my clothes in and began to shower. Harry's hair products were all on the left side of the shower and mine were all on the right. I quickly washed my hair, body, and then successfully managed to shave my legs without cutting my leg open, which was an accomplishment in itself. The whole process took me about thirty minutes because I was lazy and slow and half the time I just stood there contemplating life itself. 

  I began to peel back the curtain when suddenly I saw Harry, standing there brushing his teeth. I screamed and yanked the curtain back, but ended up pulling the curtain off the rod entirely. Harry screamed as well and the next thing I knew, we were both tumbling to the floor.

  "Ow," I groaned.

  "What just happened?" Harry said. I was on the floor, luckily wrapped up in the shower curtain, and Harry was awkwardly on top of me. "What were you doing?" 

  "What am I doing?! What do you mean? You're in here while I'm naked!" I screamed.

  "Is that a problem?" He frowned. "I wasn't looking."

  "I'm naked!"

  "But... I had to brush my teeth." Harry said. "Mia, I really wouldn't of looked. Don't be upset." 

  "I'm tangled up in a shower curtain." I blurted. "I am a human shower curtain."

  "I feel like now would be the appropriate time to tell a knock knock joke, but I can't think of one." Harry admitted. "I'll leave you to get dressed and, uh, we can try and fix the shower curtain once you aren't wearing it."

  "It's not my fault you scared me." I said stubbornly as he recomposed himself and embarrassingly walked out of the bathroom. Out of all the embarrassing moments in my life (and trust me, there were many) this definitely had to be number one. 

  I took my time in getting dressed. In reality, after I slipped my clothes on I had just awkwardly sat on the toilet lid as I thought of ways to avoid further awkward conflict. It's not everyday that Harry Styles falls on you tangled up in a shower curtain.

  My plan was to sneak from the bathroom to the bedroom and then hide under the covers, but to my dismay, Harry was sitting right out on the couch and spotted me as soon as I walked out.

  "Hey." He smiled.

  "Hi.." I trailed off. 

  "Look, I'm sorry about that." Harry blushed. "Honestly, I was just brushing my teeth. In my defense, the door was unlocked."

  "It's fine." I said awkwardly. "Thank God for that shower curtain, though. Although now it's kinda ruined." 

  "It's okay." He chuckled. "I only saw you completely naked for about two seconds."

  "What?!" I gasped. "No you did not!" 

  "I'm joking, I'm joking!" Harry laughed. "You looked mortified."

  "I was mortified." I said. "All I wanted was to get a shower in peace and not be humiliated and owe you a shower curtain." I sat opposite to him on the couch and Cat lunged onto the space in between us.

  "Don't worry about the curtain." Harry shrugged. He slid his phone out of his pocket and began scrolling through various things, and to avoid looking even more awkward I pulled my phone out and began to do the same.

  I shouldn't have looked at my phone. All over my Twitter feed were articles upon articles about Matthew and I. I skimmed through most of them, cringing as they portrayed me as a reckless girl who ditched her man on their wedding day. There were also rumors circulating about Harry and I, but I didn't dare look into those. I knew that doing that would just frustrate me even more.

  "This is ridiculous." I sighed. "Why is everyone writing about me?"

  "What happened?" Harry frowned.

  "There are so many articles about me, you don't even know." I shook my head. "And they're making me look like the bad guy." 

  "'M sorry to hear that, Mia." Harry said sincerely. "Don't even look at them."

  "I can't." I said. "If there's something out there about me, I have to know. I can't just look the other way while people write false information about me." 

  "I understand." He pursed his lips. "What are they writing?"

  I sighed and looked back down at my screen. The article that I had stopped on was the one that People wrote about me. It honestly boggled my mind how they would write about me- like I'm not even that interesting? I'm a clumsy eighteen year old girl that can't get a shower without taking down Harry Styles and a shower curtain. But the way they portrayed me was as if I was a cunning and malicious girl who left someone at the altar.

  "Mia Roden, daughter of the founder of the prestigious Roden Industries., set to wed Matthew Miles of Miles Inc., leaves her man at the altar. Insiders say that she fled in her wedding dress, leaving Matthew crushed and devastated. Who would do such a thing to someone as hot as Matthew Miles?" I read out loud. "He's not even that hot. Well, shit, okay, he is. But still." 

  "I wouldn't worry about it." Harry said. "I used to read everything that's written about me and now I really just don't care, you know? Like, I don't have the time to read every article about me so I don't know why I would bother reading the negative ones."

  "You've got a point, Styles." I admitted. "But the last positive article written about me was from April when I co-hosted a charity event."

  "So read that one over and over." 

  I smiled over at him and scooped Cat up into my arms.

  "I have a question." Harry licked his lips. "Why were you with Matthew in the first place? Because if your parents' companies were rivalries, doesn't that make it strange that you and him got together?" 

  "Yeah, sorta." I bit my lip. "My parents' companies were rivalries, but when Matthew and I got together they thought it would be good to get rid of the bad press between the companies. It worked out in the end... well, until I bailed." 

  "Right." Harry laughed. "I'm glad you did."

  "Why's that?" I asked.

  "I didn't really realize how lonely my trip would've been my myself. I'm thankful now that I have someone, you know, with me. I think it would have gotten quite boring." 

  "Glad I could be entertaining for you." I joked. "So far on this trip I have successfully had a heart attack at the top of a Ferris wheel, was drugged by a creep you beat up, almost died from the excessive exercising, ate most of the food in your fridge, forced you to share the bed..."

  "It's been a lot more than that from my end." Harry smiled. "I see all of those things as... adventure. That's what this trip is supposed to be, anyways."

  "If I weren't here, you'd just be inside making kale shakes all day." I teased him. He raised his foot and kicked me from across the couch, causing Cat to notice his big toe and latch onto it extremely tightly. 

  "Ow, Cat! No! Bad! Ow, this hurts!" Harry shouted. He shook his foot wildly around the room, but somehow the small cat still hung on. "Mia, help this hurts, ow."

  I quickly scurried over and tried to detach Cat from Harry's big toe as his face scrunched up in pain. As soon as she saw me she let go and curled up sweetly in my lap. Harry's toe was bright red and bleeding a tiny bit. 

  "I need a bandaid." Harry said dramatically. "Get the first aid kit, please."

  I ran into the kitchen and retrieved the first aid kit that we kept in one of the empty drawers. I dug around to look for any bandaid that wasn't covered in Niall Horan's face, but those seemed to be the only one that was left. I took a paper towel and dabbed his toe (which was barely bleeding) and applied Niall Horan to his toe.

  "Thanks, Niall." Harry smiled down at his toe.

  "You're ridiculous." I laughed. 

  "Ridiculously attractive." Harry smirked at me. "Thanks for saving my big toe."

  "No problem, I think." I said, running a hand through my hair that was still wet from my trainwreck of a shower. 

  "I've decided that we're going to do something fun tonight." Harry grinned. "My treat, for walking in on you in the bathroom and you saving my big toe from having to possibly be amputated. You're Mia the hero." 

  "You're ridiculous.

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  a/n:

  so much has happened today but YAY LOUIS i'm so happy for him being a dad and any of you sending that poor pregnant girl hate need to back off and keep your bs larry comments to yourselves :-)

  ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT DRAG ME DOWN??? HOLY CANNOLI that song is FIRE

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  -del