Dirty Little Secret (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 3 - What's A Nando's?

Long Chapter :D

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Simon's P.O.V

After I had told the entire story of how it all began I looked to the boys who were just sitting there looking at me with surprised looks.

"What?" I asked, confused at their expressions.

"Nothing, we are just shocked that you could keep up that charade for that long and never get noticed. So all of those flings were all just an act?" asked Liam. I took a minute to answer this because I was still thinking about how I had no idea how I had kept up the charade for eighteen years. I am good.

"Yes, all of them were. Danii and I were friends and she knew so she thought that she would aid me in keeping Natalia a secret. The others were similar in nature"

"So, we're curious, or at least I am, is she single, Natalia I mean?" said Harry, flashing his signature cheeky grin.

"Don't even think about it Mr. Styles. She is out of your league and not to mention MY daughter, no, just, no."

"Whatever. Wait, how is she out of my league?"

"You'll see." was my only response. I smiled at my ability to string them along so nicely, they were in for quite the surprise.

Natalia's P.O.V:

I was panicking.

I had been panicking since I left that building and got into the cab, and now I was panicking in my hotel room. What had I gotten myself into? What was I going to sing? How was I going to impress my father? He sees talent bigger than mine every day, I'm screwed. And those boys? Oh god I'm going to embarrass myself immensely.

I walk around my bed in the room and pull out articles of clothing from my suitcase. What was I going to wear? I dig some more and then I pull out an unfamiliar dress bag, Mom, I immediately think. Inside the bag was the perfect dress, it was black with a red ribbon around the bust which tied cutely on one of the side on the back. It was all kinds of lovely. Inside my shoe bag I immediately found the perfect match, they were black peep toe pumps with a red underside, they were perfect.

Now what to sing? It has to be perfect; I mean this is my chance to prove myself. Why do I have to be so obsessed with being famous? I wonder, why couldn't I want to just do something normal, like, be a doctor? I sigh and continue to think and then it hits me, I've been told I sound like Mariah Carey so why don't I sing one of her songs? What's a song that fits the situation? I go on YouTube and scroll through her songs, one definitely sticks out, Obsessed. It was perfect.

My phone buzzed and I looked down to see a text from an unfamiliar number, must be Dad. I clicked open and sure enough there was the address, let's do this.

**At the building**

I look up at the building looming in front of me and wonder if I'm at the right place, I mean, this place is huge and nobody's there. On the street there are few scattered groups of people talking and walking about. I tighten my overcoat over my body so that it is tight were it falls on my calves, okay, I admit it, I'm a bit scared.

"Natalia?" came a voice from behind me.

"Yes..?" I answered timidly.

"Come on then, I don't have all night"

I sigh in relief when I realize who it is. "Coming"

I walk inside and am shocked at what I see. It looks like a stadium, there look to be over 1,000 seats in here and the stage looks like it could be a mile long. Now I'm definitely scared. I walk backstage and see my dad and the boys standing there deep in conversation.