Changing Harry Styles

13. Her

"Dad I'm home!" I came into my house, one hand holding a cup of coffee from that coffee shop, the other holding a folder for Phillip's charity.

"Meredith... Come here please." My dad called from the kitchen.  abide, and walk into the kitchen to see my dad, pale faced leaning over a laptop.

"What's up?" His eyes meet mine, his eyes unreadable.

"Mer, were you out with Harry the other day?"

"Yeah, well I went to Starbucks and he was there, so werre thousands of crying girls." I shrugged. "He let me in."

"Mer, there are photos of you everywhere with him." He paused. "And people think you're dating."

Oh no.

Oh nonononononono

"Seriously?!" I shout. He nods and slides the laptop over. He isn't lying, there is an article on TMZ.

Harry Styles has moved on, yet again, with 17 year old activist Meredith Rambler

19 year old Harry Styles from UK's own One Direction has been seen at a local LA Starbucks with Colorado native Meredith Rambler.

Now Meredith, 17, isn't just any teenage girl, she is widely known for her charity work with over 50 organizations supporting everything from animal rights to children in Africa, she is really one of a kind and really has her priorities straight.

So is Harry hanging up the player act, and settling down with this gorgeous green girl? Or will this relationship melt with the polar ice caps?

Click here for photos!

I clicked on the link, to see photos of me and Harry sitting at Starbucks, nothing horrible.

"Well at least there was nothing rude." I shrug.

"Thank god! Or I would've murdered those tabloid guys." My dad says and I chuckle.

"But this one line here about the ice caps? Talk about un original." My dad smirks, but his face hardens soon after.

"Listen Mer, I don't know what youor relationship is with these boy, but I want you to be careful okay? I don't want your face everywhere." He reaches over and hugs me.

"Yeah I will, I'd rather not have people hate on me." I pull away from the hug and go get some goldfish from the pantry.

"Quick question, are you ACTUALLY dating Harry? Because I told you to help him become a better person, not date him. Not quite sure I can give conesnt to-"

"Dad. I'm not dating him."

"Okay good, because I know him, and I don't want him to-"

"Dad. Stop. I am not having this conversation with you." I walk over to my bookself and remove Gatsby, the shelf swinging open.

""Okay Meredith, but I want you to-"

I shut the shelf, ignoring him. I wasn't big on this whole "relationship" topic, I prefer to save my time fr more important things, like human rights and preventing Gloabl Warming, not boyfriends and puppy love.

I sat down on my window sill, and checked my phone.

Tusla Jones

iMessage (2)

Emmie Rambler

Text Message

Emmie Rambler

1 Missed Call

Tusla was just asking about Biology, and if I was going to the charity meeting on Wednesday. Emmie wanted to FaceTime from her mom's iPad. She was pretty desperate, seeing as she called me about it.

"Jesus Christ Emmie..." I mumbled, typing in my Aunt's iMessage address.

 Seconds later, Emmie's face came up on the screen.

"MEREDITH!" She shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Calm down Emmie, what's up?" 

"What's up? WHAT'S UP?! My older cousin is apparently dating THE Marry Styles, that's what!"

"Oh... You saw that eh?"

"MEREDITH! IT IS EVERYWHERE!" From somewhere in the background, my aunt shouts at Emmie to calm down.

"Sorry mom, but I CAN"T! MEREDITH IS DATING HARRY STYLES!" Emmie returns her attention to me, and is about to speak when her mother comes bursting in the room.

"YOU WHAT?!" She shouts. "Meredith! Why didn't you tell us sooner?!" They both are shouting at e, and it is quite honestly, overwhelming.

 "I AM NOT DATING HARRY!" I shout over the two of them. They both go silent.

"But the pictures..." Emmie starts.

"Yeah, just a coinsidence. Friends? Can't say. But we are most certainly NOT dating. Understand?" Poor Emmie looks heart broken, and my aunt is cracking up.

"My neice! Dating Harry Styles! When hedgehogs fly..." She snorted.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I say a little more harshly then intended.

"Just that, you aren't really the type of person to get involved in relationships so quickly, or at all. It's almost as if you're asexual or soemthing." She shrugged. I suddenly felt this pain in my stomach, sadness, or hurt, one of those emotions. I don't know why her words hurt so bad, but she made it seem like I COULDN'T get a boyfriend, and that did hurt I guess.

"Sorry guys, I-I gotta go." I say quietly. Emmie looks sad that I have to leave, and my aunt looks guilty.

"Oh Mer, I didn't ean it like that, I just meant-" I hit end before she can finish.

 My lack of experience in the dating department has never bothered me before, until right now when I really think about it. I've dated one or two guys, kissed them, made out once or twice, but that's where my experience comes to a screeching hault.

I'm going to University soon, don't people usually have had sex before they even get into Senior year at High School?

I guess I'm behind.

I just stare at the wall in front of me, when something comes out of nowhere and smacks my window. I jump and look to my left, and see Harry waving at me. He opens his window, and motions for me to do the same. I pull it open, and am surprised to see a look of concern on his face. I didn't know he could feel those emotions.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Why do you care?" I retort, immediately regreting it.

"Nevermind then, I just saw you sitting there all lonely and I thought I'd just check and see but nevermind, don't need to be a bitch, Green Freak."

"So were back to Green Freak, are we?"

"You betcha. Actually, how about you stop moping about whatever it was you were boohooing about, and shut your curtains, you're ruining the view from my window."

"Fuck off." I snarl.

"Gladly. At least I can actually get laid." He slams his windows shut, and I do the same, closing my curtains. I don't know what time it is, how dark it outside, I just crawl into my pyjamas, and lay in bed with all the lights out. My dad doesn't come upstairs, and I am thankful for that.

It isn't until I wake up to a tear soaked pillow that I realized I had been crying.

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Okay here's something cool for you

My uncle and his daughter (my cousin) are bor on the same day

My grandpa and my mom are born a week apart

Me and my dad are born ten days apart

DO YOU SEE WHAT i SEE HERE?!

Doncheshire