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The Plan

i'm going to change it up & switch pov's.

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- Harry's POV -

"What's your plan then?"

I was still uneasy about this, but I already said yes. I couldn't back out now, especially since Rosalie's grin was up to her ears.

"Well, my goal.. Or should I say, our goal?" She paused, looking at me. When a response didn't come from my mouth, she laughed quickly and continued. "Anyway, we want to push my mum's buttons.. and the only way to do that is to make her believe we're dating."

As the words rolled of her tongue, my eyes widened and I stared at the girl. "D-Dating?" I stuttered.

"Where a girl and a guy are together..?"

"I know what dating is." I said, hearing her giggle. "Are you sure about this?"

"Of course!" She exclaimed. "It's not like we're going to fall in love like the movies."

'Too bad I'm already falling..' I thought, biting my bottom lip.

"What? Do you really think it's going to be bad 'dating' me?" She asked, a playful smirk on her face.

"No, it's not that.." I spoke, scratching the back of my neck.

"Then what?"

"I-I'm, um, I-I'm.." I nervously said, trying to form words. "I'm just worried about you. You know, the fans can be, you know.."

"Pft, don't be worried." She waved it off, placing a hand on her hip. "Harry, just say yes."

"Fine, when's our first date?" I questioned, watching as a smile formed on her lips.

- Rose's POV -

"Calling all Harry girls! It seems like Mr. Styles finally found his princess.. Seriously! After pictures emerged of Harry carrying Princess Rosalie and the two spending the morning together after her birthday appeared, rumors of the two dating began to spread like a wild fire! It all died down when no new news made the tabloids for a good two weeks, but it seems like they were just waiting for the storm to pass. Yesterday, the two were spotted holding hands as they walked through a park, hugging and giving each other kisses on the cheek whenever they had the chance! Seems like they don't want this relationship to be private! I don't blame them, if I were Harry, I'd want everyone to know my girlfriend was the fucking princess of England and, if I were Rosalie, I'd want every single person on the world to know that Mr. Curly was mine. Anyway, it really does look like Harry and Rosalie are official. Better get the guards out, Princess! You'll have some angry girls on your hands!" 

I stared at the screen of my computer, listening to what Clevver TV had to say on YouTube. It seemed like our little plan was working. Everyone was believing that Harry and I were together, even my mum. The look on her face when she learned that I was 'dating' the curly haired boy was definitely a picture perfect moment. Too bad I didn't have my phone on me. It would have been a good one to tweet about.

'This isn't fair, don't you try to blame this on me.

My love for you was bulletproof, but you're the one who shot me..'

My phone sang, blasting from under my pillow. Once in my hand, I let it ring for a bit more, enjoying the song as it continued. Before it could forward the caller to my voice mail, I answered the call even though it was an unsaved number and quickly said a hello.

"Rosalie Windsor?" A male's voice asked.

"Yeah? Who's this?"

"The name's Nathaniel Robinson"