Starbucks Romance [Harry Styles Love Story]

Chapter 18

In my next class, I get a text from Harry saying he'll come by my school to pick me up later, so we can go shopping for clothes to wear at Fashion Week. I squeal a little, making Marie, who's sitting next to me jump a little and turn to me.

"What is going on, Elsa?" She whispers, to not let the teacher hear us. "Harry text you?"

I don't ask her how she could tell. Everyone knows by now that Harry and I are together.

"Yeah, he invited me to go shopping. He's gonna come by later and pick me up. Don't tell anyone, they'll just mob him and not let him breathe." I say, and Marie smiles at me.

"Of course I won't tell anyone. I promise." She says and I know that the whole school will find out in half an hour. Marie is a lovely girl, but she gossips all the time, and she's constantly on her phone. She's like the Gossip Girl of the school. I hope she will keep quiet about this, for once in her life, but I highly doubt it, so I send Harry a text.

Dont use front door go thru back exit when u com hear :) :)

A minute later I get a text back saying:

Sure thing! I have a lot of experience with enterings from the back ;) xx

I smile, because he's right. When you're famous you can't always use the front door, and have to go though the back to avoid paparazzi. I'll have to get used to that in the future. Being involved with Harry Styles is already putting me out there. I catch people staring at me at lunch and in the hallways a lot these days, and girls all seem to be super jealous. Marie is one of them. I can already see the text she's writing to send to her group chat. It has a lot of exclamation points and Harry's name is in all caps. I roll my eyes. She just wants attention. I don't talk to her for the rest of class.

At lunch time, I go to the reception and hand in a form saying I'll be gone for all of next week, signed by my parents. When I told them about Fashion Week they had been very happy for me, but said that under no circumstances I was allowed to sleep in the same room as Harry and Louis. I had told them that that would not be a problem, as I would have my own room, and that Harry would pay for it, so my parents don't have to worry about money. The hotel we will be staying at is very expensive but Harry had said that since I was his guest, he'd pay for both his room and mine. He is so sweet! My mom had said that this was going to be a great opportunity for me to see the fashion world and that I should keep notes and pay attention to everything, so I can learn things since I want to work with this in the future, and I agree. I am going to watch everything and see if I can get to talk to some people who work there about maybe getting an internship. It would literally be my dream.

When I hand in the paper, the lady at the desk gives me a weird look but files it, saying that I must have a classmate writing down their notes for me, or ask the teachers to give me extra homework, so the week off school won't affect my studies. I say that I will ask classmates for notes, but I'm lying. I don't care about doing homework or doing well in school. I want to work in fashion!