Shes my dirty little secret (harry styles fan fiction)

Chapter 1

I was led in bed thinking about the night before and wondering if it was all a dream?

The sun was peering through the gap in the blacked out curtains. the beam was in my direct eye line. so I rolled over on my side to wake harry. but he wasn't in bed. I sat up and called his name two or three times.

"harry?"

"Babe where are you?" "harry?"

But no answer. I threw my head back, down towards the cold pillow at the top of the bed as I sat up to quick and I felt dizzy. now led in silence I began to question where he could possibly be on his weekend off? I was so confused. last night I told him I would let him have a lay in because he's been so busy with the tour and shit like that.

I sat back up reached over to the bedside table and grabbed my phone. It was out of charge ! so I plugged it in and stood up, yawned and stretched then grabbed my silk dressing gown. I began to walk out of my room and down the steep stairs, holding on to the handle to keep myself from falling. I reached the bottom of the stairs and I felt the coldness of the laminate on my feet. I walked up to the front door crouched down and picked up the mail that was laying on the door mat. looking through the mail I stood up and walked in to the kitchen. As i walked over to the coffee machine the cats came and twisted them selfs around my ankles. still attempting to walk and read, I softly push my way through the cats.

The coffee machine now turned on I perch myself on the surface opposite the sink. Reading the headlines in newspapers and magazines to see if my relationship had been plasters all over the covers, luckily they hadn't.

*tick*

Coffee was ready so I jumped off the counter and began to drink my coffee out of my half of our matching couple mugs that harry bought for valentines day.

I looked up at the clock and realised it was 9:06 and I had a meeting with Harry's manager at 10. I threw the coffee mug in the sink and ran upstairs. jumped in the shower and got dressed. I sat on my scruffy bed and picked up my phone and started reading my texts

*call me :from Niall*

*(a/n) pick up :from Liam*

*seriously! it's urgent :from Niall*

So I called niall

"Hey Hun whats up?"

"Harry is late and I can't get hold of him."

"Same... I woke up and he wasn't there, I presumed he was with you guys?"

"No!"

"Oryt niall iv gotta go for that meeting and stuff"

"Alright. Ill talk to ya later darlin"

Omg where the fuck is he? I swear to god!! He has a meeting in a few minutes! I went to his managers house and nothing.I phoned everyone and nothing .

All day I spent driving all over the place looking and I couldn't find him any where. then all of a Sudden I had hundreds of texts and miss calls come through my phone. every single one from Harold!!! so I began to read.

"tree house x :from Harold" "tree house x :from Harold"

"tree house x :from Harold"

"tree house x :from Harold"

"tree house x :from Harold"

"tree house x :from Harold"

At first I had no idea what the hell he was on about but then I remembered!