"I am, I am. But I need to you take me from here as soon as possible." I said looking at Troy.

I turned to face Harry, who stood there with a stern expression on his face and his palms clenched. His cold gaze was directed towards Troy who looked like a lost puppy.

"Who is this?" Troy tried to whisper, but it came out louder than a whisper.

"Troy this is Harry Styles and Harry this is Troy."

"Ok whatever, now I'll excuse you both." and he left mumbling something .

"What is his problem?"

"I donno Troy, but I gotta find out. He has been a lot weird around me. There got to be a solid reason behind his mixed attitude towards me."

"He maybe weird, but he is hot." Troy added with a smirk.

"And he's straight." I spat back with with a bigger smirk.

"A man can dream, can't he?"

"Ya, ya dreamy man. Take me fro here  already."

"As you say milady."

As we went outside the set, I was greeted by a worried looking Jeff. But I explained him that everything is fine, asked his permission for a break. I also saw Harry's pertaining gaze centred on me, there was something unusual on his face, jealousy , hatred or distaste.
But why would be he jealous, we hardly met few days ago, and same goes for hatred. So I presumed it would have been the last one. As always however I tried hard to be best, my flaws would always outweigh me.

I quietly walked away ignoring his gaze.