broken promise

eleven

Harry wanted to meet up with y/n again but this time it wasn't as peaceful as the last. It started off ok, they decided to go for a walk along the beach and look at a few shops along the way. They were about halfway through their 'date' when in the distance she noticed people holding cameras.

"Are they paparazzi," she said subtly.

"Oh shit," Harry exclaimed. "Quick, hold my hand,"

They grabbed each other's hands and continued walking along the beach. Y/n really didn't like this but for the money she was getting, she will just have to deal with it. She was going to get so much money she started wondering what she is going to do with it. She wouldn't spend it on clothes or makeup because she wasn't like other girls. She would get something useful maybe a-

She was cut off by flashing lights and people all around her. The paparazzi had come so close taking photos and asking all sorts of questions.

"Who is this girl, Harry?"

"Where is Louis?"

"Are you still dating Louis?"

So many questions about Louis and she was so fed up with it all that she barely noticed Harry pulling her towards him. He turned to her as his lips met hers. She was confused and annoyed since one of their rules was no kissing. She knew this would cause a lot of problems yet she still closed her eyes and kissed him back.

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Getting away was a struggle, they had to drive around a while to lose the paparazzi but when they did, they ended up in front of her house. She didn't speak a word to Harry the whole car ride because she was so awkward like that.

Y/n got out of the car and said a quick goodbye to Harry. She was about to walk up to her front door when Jacob came out of his house storming towards her. 

"Hey, y/n!" he shouted, sort of angry but not quite.

Y/n turned around abruptly as he shoved his phone into her face.

"Care to explain what you are doing making out with Harry fucking Styles?" He said.

She froze.

Great.

a/n

ok but wow what is going to happen next???