In which a story about a girl whose life was nothing as she'd planned when having to live together with an arrogant renowned rockstar.
Aurora Winters, a career-oriented control freak is trying to adjust to her new life in New York City after being a...
The wind blew over my face, the sun burned down on me and I've never felt better. I didn't know what it was, but my mood was at its high.
Yesterday was... Great.
Visiting the old library, seeing one of the first ever built courtrooms, standing inside this courtroom. And things were for once not going bad with Harry.
I didn't wanna jinx anything, but they were actually quite good.
My current case involved a kidnapping of a young woman. She was my age. She got kidnapped, kept hostage for two weeks and was then murdered.
Mr. Black had assigned this case to me. I guess because I was able to relate to this woman's mindset more. As she and I had been the same age.
I was in a very good mood, I even had a little skip in my walk while walking up to my office this morning, greeting everyone good morning. But, reading her story.. it was something.
She was fresh out of university and about to start her new job as an aerospace engineer. Her future was looking great. On paper at least.
How one event can change your whole life. Or end your whole life. And such a thought terrified me.
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"Girl, you really got me goin', you got me so I don't know what I'm doin'"
While driving back to the apartment after long hours at the office, I let the radio play. The song 'You Really Got Me' by The Kinks started to play and since then I haven't been able to get it out of my head.
"You really got me, you really got me." I sing quietly to myself, the doors open with a ding, signalling I have arrived at the top floor.
"Oh, hi!" I was surprised to see Harry and his manager standing in the living room. "Nice to see you again."
"Are you stupid!?" his manager yelled at me.
"I uh- I don't think so..?"
"What did you think you were doing?!" she continued to yell, "Just because you're living with him doesn't mean that you and him are on the same level."
What?
"Camille, can you chill for a minute?"
She balled for fists in response, jaw clenched. "Harry, this is serious! To be associated with someone like her."
"Can someone please explain to me what is going on?"
Camille laughed bitterly, she took long strides towards me. "You wanna know what's going on?"
"That would be nice, yes-"
"Just because you decided it was a good idea to go on a date with the most popular guy in the world right now, he has to suffer the consequences!"
A date?
"We got caught by the paps yesterday." Harry sums it up. His voice was calm, unlike Camille. The vein in her neck looked like it was just ready to pop.
The TV that I didn't even realise was on, started to play. The voice of a news reporter echoed through the base, notifying not just us three but the entire world of Harry's 'scandalous' date. When I hear her say "We just need to find out who the mystery girl that stole Harry Styles's heart is!" I couldn't help but realise a sigh of relief.
They don't know it's me. That's good. That's good, right? Oh dear god, the woman just practically called a search party! My mind was overthinking, overloading with the many possibilities that people were going to manhunt me.
"Thanks to your tiny body I was able to block you almost completely." Harry's voice cuts through my thoughts, his voice almost reassuring me.
"Don't pretend like you're happy about that, you wanted this to happen," Camille yells accusingly, pointing her bonnie finger at me.
"Why the hell would I want that?"
She scoffs, "Harry might be good-looking and charming but dozens of girls are just out to get the attention from him. Just like you."
"Bullshit." I laughed, "I'm not the least bit interested in Harry."
"Thanks, Snow."
"Pah, and you expect me to believe that?" Yes? "There hasn't been a single girl in Harry's life that wasn't out for his fame and money! Even his own-"
"That's enough Camille." Harry stopped her angry rant. "I was the one who invited her to this "date". It's not her fault."
"She definitely manipulated you into this." Oh, a stroke would be so good right about now.
"Do I look like I'd let myself be manipulated?" the corner of his mouth turned up. "Why make such a big deal out of this? Shit's already been done, so crying about it is a waste of time at this point."
"The whole world wants to see your face." she said to me, a snarl in her voice. "And the people in this industry aren't ones you want to associate yourself with."
- Chapter Fourteen!
Dun Dun Dunn..
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