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chapter 21 ··paris··

*SOFIA'S P.O.V.*

we wanted to go out but we decided

to screw that and stay at my

apartment and kicked bea and

Niall out.

we are using my computer to get in

touch with harry's pilot.

"when do you wanna go?" harry

asked me.

"what if we leave friday evening

and get back monday morning?"

"perfect"

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me and harry were cuddling on the

couch.

"sofia?"

"yes?"

"remember the day we met?"

"mhm"

"well, why didin't you freak your

arse off when you first saw me? 

since you said your directioner?"

"well, what did you want me to do?

go down on my knees and say

oh my gawd!

it's one direction!

the reason of my lifeeeee!!!!

harry styles!

please, be the father of my

children!"

"hey!"

"come on, i'm just kidding...do you

really wanna know?"

"yes"

"cause....i was a louis girl" i teased

and stuck my tongue out.

"oh no....you're in trouble" he

whispered and grabbed my hips to

tickle me.

i let out a tight yelp.

i run out of the living room with

harry chasing me.

i rush into the bedroom and try to

lock the door but harry was to fast

and slid in.

he smashes me softly to the bed

and starts tickiling me.

"H-H-HARRY ST-ST-OP!"

"then are you a harry girl?"

"maybe"

he helps me up.

"or maybe not" i smirked and ran

away from my bedroom.

*LUCY'S P.O.V.*

i can't believe she's dating him.

she's dating that homo.

i bet he hired her to be a cover.

i already have a couple of  assholes

making fun of me, and the

directioners worshiping the ground

i walk on.

and she called me a bitch

in front of mom.

i am desperatly waiting for

christmas to arrive, then it will be

payback time.

mom and dad are at work so i'm

taking a chance to call her.

even if she's with him, i still was to

harsh

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"hello?" that voice is WAY to deep

to be sofia's voice.

it's harry,  i am speaking to harry

styles.

why did he have to answer?!

i just stud there shocked, not

knowing what to say.

*HARRY'S P.O.V.*

driiinnngg drrriiing

goes off sofia's home phone.

"baby, could you get that for me?"

sofia yelled from the kitchen.

"sure love"

i go over and pick up the home

phone.

"hello?"

nothing.

"hello? who is it?"

"i-i'm lucy, s-sofia's sister" the girl

on the other line stuttered.

"hey, nice to meet you, i'm harry"

"nice to meet you too"

"i'll go call sofia"

"thank you"

*SOFIA'S P.O.V.*

"sofia"

"yeah?"

"your sister"

He said and handed the phone.

oh god

what did she say to him?!

i put my hand on the mic

"what did she say?!"

"relax, she was really polite; i think

she's sorry love, so give her a

chance"

"ughhh, fine"

"good girl"

"hello?"

"hey sofia, it's lucy"

"what do you want?"

"i need to talk to you...skype please"

"fine"

i pull out my laptop and turn on

skype.

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"hey sofia, i just wanted to say-

IS THAT A HICKEY?!"

the hotel

harry was laughing is ass off

behind the computer.

harry gay? i don't think so.

"maybe..." i blushed "and you

better shut it!" i shrieked at harry.

harry came over and sat next to me.

"hello love"

"hey"