Your Little Secret {Harry Styles Fanfic}

2: 5 normal boys

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l leave the bathroom with my mouth feeling minty fresh. I return back to my laptop, having a last minute Twitter scan before bed.

I log on, only to find my entire timeline taken up by tweets about 'One Direction'. They seriously were everywhere! 6 out of 10 of the world wide trends were to do with One Direction and three of them were to do with Harry.

-Harry and Selena confirmed,

-#HarrysGirlfriend,

-Harry Styles Girlfriend

He really was a player. It's all for the media attention. He thinks he can get any girl he wants just because he is 'Harry Styles'. He sickened me. I roll my eyes at the thought.

My mind wanders to tomorrow night. Most 18 year old girls would be over the moon to have meet and greet tickets for the worlds most popular boy band, but I wasn't... I wasn't at all. I'm not the sort of girl to obsess over a band that consisted of 5 young boys. I would rather just stay at home with my friends. Not spend all day on the internet literally stalking celebrities.

I'm startled by a sudden vibration of my phone. A message from Stella coming through.

From: Stella

I will pick you up about 11am tomorrow and we can go shopping during the day. I'M SO EXCITED! :) xx

Shopping sounds fun, I need some new clothes anyway. I instantly reply, and switch off of my laptop. I lay back in bed, gormlessly staring at the ceiling, trying to mentally prepare myself for tomorrow night.

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*Next morning*

"Mollie!" I hear my mum scream from down stairs, "Stella is here!"

I turn my wrist, looking at my watch. *11:00*. Bang on time!

I grab my small bag and throw it over my shoulder, making sure I had plenty of money, my keys and phone.

"Mollie, come on!" That was the loudest squeak I have heard from Stella in a long time.

I plod down stairs, only to be stopped in my tracks by the sight that was stood in front of me.

"What the hell are you wearing?" I question, my eyes looking at her body up and down.

She was covered head to toe in One Direction merchandise. She wore an 'I Love 1D' hoodie, a 'Be mine Niall' hate, about 18 different bracelets with their names and faces printes on, and she held a massive poster saying 'Rock me Niall'. This was over the top for her.

"My concert clothes." She smiles, jumping up and down like a rabbit.

I on the other hand had just gone for a simple look of jeggings and blue laced top. I had a few of my favourite bracelets on and my hair was in loose curls. Casual but still pretty.

I roll my eyes, kissing my mum good bye as we walk out the door.

"So have you brought an album to listen to in the car?" I ask, even though I know the answer..

"One Direction Take Me Hoome of course!" She laughs, tapping my shoulder before getting into the car. How did I guess?

'Oh, I just wanna take you anywhere that you like,

We could go out any day, any night'

"Turn it up I love this one!" She screams, almost deafening me in one ear.

"Baby I'll take you there, take you there, baby I'll take you there, yeah!" She points to me, hinting for me to carry on with the rest of the lyrics.

"Oh, tell me tell me tell me how to turn your love on, you can get, get anything that you want," I reluctantly sing, bobbing me head from side to side, "baby just shout it out, shout it out, baby just shout it out, yeah."

Our horrific singing continues, as we pull funny faces and hand gestures to go with the song. I had to admit, this song was pretty catchy...

"So I was thinking," Stella interrupts, breaking our screams, "we shop until 3, then leave our bags in the car and go grab a bite to eat, and then we will be ready for the concert at 7?"

"Sounds good to me." I smile, turning my attention to out of the window.

London sure was beautiful. All of the picturesque land marks and exciting tourists attractions really did captivate me. Even though I lived in london, I had never seen the city properly. I have never been on the London Eye, I have never been outside Buckingham Palace... nothing!" It was quite sad really, because as much as I wanted to, I couldn't.

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You should buy that Mollie, the colour really suits your eyes." Stella compliments, nodding her head in approval.

"I don't know... it's a bit of a short dress isn't it?"

"It's lovely!"

I smile, feeling persuaded. I loves shopping with Stella, she really knew what looked good on me, she is taking a fashion course in college, so having her as a friend is brilliant!"

"Right shall we get some food?" I ask, listening to my belly rumble.

She looks at the time on her phone "It's 3 o'clock!" She shrieks "That means we are seeing One Direction in 4 hours! Oh my God, are you excited?!"

Her words were just a blur ro me now, she is just hyperventilating in the middle of a shop. I timidly look around, embarassed by the few stares we are being given.

"Yes, now come on! They're just 5 boys, pull yourself together!"

"They're not though, are they?! They're One Direction! They are my life!"

"They are just normal boys! What's so special about them?" I groan, paying for my dress and swiftly exiting the shop. "I honestly don'y see why you are so obsessed with them!?"

"Because they are perfect in every single way possible!"

I scoff, giving her a look of disapproval.

"I strongly disagree, especially when it comes to Harry, he's far from perfect!" I bluntly state.

I hear Stella grunt. Obviously she was annoyed by my comment.

"Come on, here looks like a nice place to eat." I smile, pointing towards a small café.

Tonight better go fast.

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Chapter 2 was a pile of poo >.