Chapter Five
Katie and I were back home. It had been two weeks and I was busy with wedding plans. My dress had come in. I tried it on for my mom causing us to have an emotional moment. One Direction was finish with their European leg of the tour. Today we were driving to Nashville to look at different locations.
"What about an outdoor wedding?" Katie asked.
Rosa smiled, "An outdoor wedding in the fall? That's a good idea."
"Event planning is my future career," Katie shrugged nonchalantly.
"But we have to be prepared for rain," my mom reminded us all.
"Yes Tiffany you are correct," Rosa agreed as we pulled up to a quant building with window glass walls. "Now this building would be great. You get the feeling of being outdoors with the warmth of being inside."
I looked around, "I like it."
"How would we set it up?" my mom was asking all of the questions. Rosa went into her explanation. We continued looking at locations for two more hours before heading back to Alabama. I was sitting in the backseat of Rosa's black Lexus with Katie. She was browsing on her phone.
"Uh oh," she said suddenly as her eyes widened.
"What?" I asked curiously.
Katie shook her head, "Just something Niall said." But she was lying. I could tell.
When we finally go to my home in Decatur, Katie basically pushed me out of the car and into my upstairs bedroom. She closed the door before looking back at me.
"You may want to sit down," she advised. Slowly I took my seat fearing for the worse. "Okay so there are some pictures of Harry on the internet."
"Shocker," I rolled my eyes.
Katie shook her head opening my laptop and pulling up a website. Harry the Womanizer the headline read with two recent pictures of Harry. The first one was of him and Taylor Swift talking outside somewhere. The second was of him and Caroline Flack, but she was a little too close for comfort.
"What the…" I grabbed the laptop and started scrolling. There were several articles on different sites claiming that Harry had been spotted back to back with these two women. Harry had a bad reputation as a womanizer which kind of died down when our relationship came out. I turned to Twitter hoping for something.
JaJagirlie: Does this mean that Harry_Styles and JayQuin94 aren't together?
MixingDirection: Maybe JayQuin94 isn't Harry's beard.
Katie patted my shoulder sympathetically, "I'm sure there's an explanation."
"I know there is. It's just that I can't believe they keep writing this stuff." It was ridiculous the things people said. They loved to make celebrities out as the bad guys.
JayQuin94: Does this look the face of a womanizer /p/gh9Z49b1
Katie looked at the tweet I made, "Yeah that'll shut them up." The sarcasm reeked her voice. I pursed my lips and exhaled through my nostrils.
The next day Harry had a radio interview that was streaming. It was six o'clock in the morning and I was listening on my laptop. Katie had spent a night and she was complaining about the noise.
"Justice," she whined.
"You know what I will slap you," I warned her. She got quiet as Max Smith, radio personality, asked yet another question.
"Harry what's up with the womanizer reports?" he asked. Katie and I inhaled sharply.
Harry sighed, "I don't know man."
"There are pictures of you with two different women less than twenty-four hours apart. You've got to get control man."
"Don't believe everything you see," Harry countered sounding angry.
Max chuckled, "Weren't there pictures of you and your supposed girlfriend a few weeks ago? You go through a lot of women." Now I was getting angry.
"I have a fiancée mate," Harry argued. It was quiet. Worldwide people had taken in a breath and forgotten to exhale.
"You're engaged?" Max sounded surprised. It was probably a shocker to everyone who heard.
"Yeah mate. The wedding is after the tour." Harry answered. He sounded calmer, but I could tell he was still upset.
"Congratulations, I hope it all goes well."
"Thanks."
Katie sat up in bed, "Did he just tell the world that you're getting married?" I nodded pulling out my cell phone to send Harry a quick text message.
Me: Well I guess that secret it out…
Harry: Not now.
Me: Aw L I worked so hard to make you smile.
Harry: Sorry love J
Me: That's better. Sorry about the interview.
Harry: It's okay.
He called me after the interview was done. We talked for a few hours before he had to go to rehearsal. I showered, dressed in a multicolored maxi dress, and went to pick up Za'Kari from my aunt's, Chelle, house. One of my child cousins was having a birthday party at Chuckie Cheese's. Chelle had to work so I volunteered to take Kari. When we pulled into the parking lot I unbuckled her from her princess booster seat and watched as the three year old climbed out of the car. She reached for the small gift bag and I handed it to her.
"Ready to go?" I asked.
"Yep," Kari smiled as we walked inside the kids' paradise. I spotted my family setting up three tables with birthday party decorations and walked over to them.
"Hey Jay," my older cousin Crystal greeted me as she set-up the table. "Hey Kari," she handed me a cup of tokens. Kari set the gift bag down and we went to the play area where I spotted my little cousins and their parents having fun. Kari wasn't interested in arcade games. She wanted to play in the ball pin. I took off her black sandals and pulled off out my phone to take pictures. Eventually I became aware of the teenage girls who had strayed from the mall, which was next door. They were taking pictures for reasons unknown. When I picked Kari up out of the ball pin after she said that she was done playing, a small girl around seven came up to me.
"Justice can I have a picture?" she asked in a small voice. I couldn't refuse her so I knelt down and looked at the camera her mom was holding. After the picture was taken another girl walked up to me. She was most likely a pre-teen. "I can't take too many guys." I announced hitching Kari onto my hip. Several pictures later I had escaped the crowd and was headed to arcade games with Kari.
"Basketball," she said pointing to a game. "I wanna play," she said excitedly.
I laughed, "Okay." I set her down and watched her go. I took a picture of her holding a basketball and sent it to Harry.
Me: I think she looks like a pro lol.
Harry: Kari! I miss her sometimes more than you love.
Me: Well thanks.
The birthday party lasted two hours and then we were gone. Unfortunately two hours was long enough for fans and paps to find me. I always thought paps didn't exist in Decatur, but apparently they did and they sold their pictures to blogs and tabloids. I panicked seeing the crowd and decided to call the security guard that Harry used whenever he came to visit. He showed up thirty minutes later and made a path through the crowd to my car.
"Justice is Harry a womanizer?" someone asked.
"Is it true that you're engaged?" came another question. I kept my head, Kari on my hip, and feet forward. Mike, the guard, opened the driver's door for me. I climbed in and reached into the backseat to securely buckle Kari into her seat. Even after I started the ignition people were crowded around my car. Mike was doing his best to push them back. As I waited for enough space to pull off, Harry called.
"Oh my gosh your fans are crazy," I said in a rush.
"Huh?" he was confused.
"They found me and now I can't drive off," I explained getting annoyed.
"Did you call…" Harry started but I cut him off.
"Yes, I called Mike and he's doing the best that he can." I watched as a large space was finally made and Mike nodded for me to drive away. "Finally," I muttered pulling off as fast as possible. I didn't want to give them a chance to get in their cars and follow me.
Harry sighed, "Is Kari okay?"
"Yeah she's fine, She's likes the attention." I answered as I put the call on speaker. A fan once tried to run over Kari, which caused me to break-up with Harry. Every since then I was really nervous about taking her out in public places where they were bound to show up. Harry was even upset about it. "Say hi to Harry, Kari."
"Hi Harry," Kari said in her sweet voice.
"Hello Kari," Harry responded. "Did you have fun today?"
"I went on the slide," Kari answered. She liked Harry, especially since he bought her a Barbie car for Christmas.
"That sounds like fun," Harry was so good with kids. He would make a great father, someday.
"Jay Jay," Kari called for my attention.
I glanced in my rearview mirror at her, "Yeah?"
"I want ice cream," she informed me. Harry laughed. Kari was probably the only person in the world who could eat as much as Niall and never gain weight.
"Well let's go get ice cream." I answered causing Harry to laugh even more. He was probably shaking his head at the way that I gave into the toddlers wants.
"I have to go. I love you." He was ending the conversation.
"Love you too," and the call ended. We talked more since he was in the States. Yet it still seemed like I never had enough time. Of course that would soon be changing with the wedding in October, our two-week honeymoon, and moving into the flat Harry picked out in London.