Nate opened the door to the limo that he owned and helped my mother out first which caused the paparazzi to go insane.
The flashes were blinding but my mother stood in front of them like she owned them all, she was born for the constant attention.
She was a natural in the spotlight, her new design finally being released to the world's eye as it hugged perfectly around her thin body.
She knew exactly when to smile, laugh, pout and look over her shoulder for the photographers.
She will definitely be the top story in tomorrow's headlines, I'm already calling it.
I took a deep breath as I watched Nate kiss my mother's hand respectfully then look down at me with a cocky rich boy smile.
He reached his hand out for me to take and I took another deep breath preparing myself for the constant questions being thrown my way about our 'relationship.'
I just hope Harry doesn't watch the news or read any tabloid articles.
Nate and I's relationship feels so fake to me, like this isn't even me who is here right now.
I want to be back in my bed with Harry, exploring new sides of myself and actually liking who I am.
Who would've thought that the man who I've barely said a word to my whole life is now suddenly one of the biggest parts of it.
He's always been around, watching our mothers interact just the same way as I have and it was my mother's fault we never got to know each other.
Right now, all I want to do is get to know him the way I should have and also have him appreciate my body the way he did back in my bed earlier.
One sure can dream.
I finally grabbed onto Nate's hand and removed myself from the inside of the limo and numerous gasps and approving cheers were heard as I knew they were excited about my dress.
It turns out that this dress was a new design that hasn't even made it onto the store racks just yet.
I was the first one ever to wear it, as if I needed any more attention on me tonight.
I heard many people behind the cameras calling out for me to look their way and I obliged.
Nate was still holding onto my hand and I finally pulled it away as I walked up to stand next to my mother.
She immediately pulled me into her side and the flashes only got brighter and more frequent.
"Miss Analia! Miss Analia!"
They chanted out my name, constantly trying to get my attention even for just a second and then it was over.
I kissed my mother softly on the cheek then started making my way towards the building, catching sight of none other than Harry Styles himself dressed as a server.
I couldn't help but smile as we made eye contact but all I got in return was a nod and a formal greeting just like everyone else who entered the double doors.
"So that's how it's going to be? Alright, fine"
I picked up my dress a little and started walking faster and as far away from him as possible.
I scanned my surroundings and finally caught sight of my beautiful sister and her stunning fiancé.
"Pricilla. Ethan. Everything looks absolutely stunning. I'm very proud of you both. Come here"
I opened my arms to Ethan first then over to my sister and she squeezed me tight.
"I'm so glad you're here! Didn't have too much trouble getting here did you? I know you'd prefer to lay in and just chill out but it really means a lot that you're here for this. Thank you Lili"

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Secret Affair • H.S
FanfictionAnalia Valentine, daughter of fashion designer Eleonor Valentine and younger sister to Pricilla Valentine, has her whole life planned out for her. A man her mother is setting her up to be engaged to, the future owner of her mother's clothing line, a...