Will We Click? [A One Direction / Harry Styles fanfiction]

Is Everything Okay?

Hi guys I’m sorry there’s not much of the boys yet, but I promise there will be a lot of them in the latter chapters :) I just thought you guys need to get to know Becca and the others first so…

CHAPTER 7

Ashley Evans @xxAshleyStyles143

I can’t believe you peasants watch The Click.

 

Ashley Evans @xxAshleyStyles143

They’re just a bunch of losers who’re attention hungry

 

I was going down my timeline and I saw that, I don’t even remember following this girl in the first place. I know I don’t know The Click personally, but I felt personally insulted when she bashed them. They’re not a bunch of losers, their videos are actually cool, they make the boys and I laugh nonstop for hours. Their covers aren’t even bad, Becca’s voice has that soothing effect even though it’s an upbeat song…

Anyway, I couldn’t take it, I acted on impulse, I unfollowed the Ashley girl, and five minutes later I got this tweet:

Ashley Evans @xxAshleyStyles143

@Harry_Styles Harry someone hacked my account and blocked unblocked you, please follow me back?! :(

I don’t think so, princess. I smiled to myself.

“Why aren’t you following her back?” Louis asked me, taking a peek at my phone. We were in the car on our way to the studio, it was December 16th and management wanted everything to go right for the kick-off of our tour, so you can imagine all the hours we have to rehearse. It’s going to be worth it, though.

“She insulted The Click!” I said defensively, earning surprised looks from the lads.

“Mate, you’re obsessed.” Niall told me. I am most definitely not obsessed.

“I’m not the only one who has their videos saved on my iphone!” I said in defense looking triumphant for a minute.

“Yeah but you’re the only one who saves all of their photos that you see on twitter.” Until Zayn brought that up, making the boys chuckle.

“Hey Harry, what’s this?” Liam asked, looking concerned and showing us the screen of his iPhone. All of us looked closer, he was on the internet reading an article, I was about to ask him what gives, until I saw the title of the article.

Harry Styles Does Indeed “Have a Type”

I read the article further and what the heck? There was a photo of Caroline and I leaving her house the other night. The writer of the article said that sources told him that rumors were going about that “the cougar managed to lure the Styles” what?! I only went over because management—management. I can’t believe it they set this up?! One line read “neighbors say that Miss Flack ‘looked flustered’ when they left her home… hm, do you think anything went on with her and Styles?”

“What the…” I heard Zayn whisper beside me.

I read on and apparently, my type is older blonde women. I already told you, I do not have a type! And if I do have a type, that would not be my type!!!

“Nothing happened!” I practically screamed at the phone. “Management just told me to go over there!”

“Not another publicity stunt…” Liam said feeling dejected.

“Why do they always seem to use you, and when they do they make you look bad?” Louis asked sounding annoyed.

“You should talk to them later, Harry.” Liam suggested. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it’s getting overboard.