Chapter one

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"Sweetie can you please come down here for a minute?" My mother asks from the downstairs den.

"Sure mother, I'll be right there!" I yell downstairs.

I throw my copy of the notebook I was reading down on my bed and head downstairs to see what she wants.
It's probably something stupid, it usually is.

I reach the den to see my mother sitting on the edge of the couch.

"You needed something mother?" I ask as politely as I can.

"Yes dear. I wanted to remind you of the party we're throwing tonight, and remind you that there will be someone special there."

I groan in my head. "Really, who?" I say excitedly even though I could care less.

"He's royalty! The prince of Ireland. Your father and I think he would be a perfect guy for you."

Of course they do. They think they know what's best for me. I never like the guys they set me up with, but they won't stop. They keep pushing and pushing these guys I don't even like on me until I want to scream! I want to find my own love. Not have them find it for me, but they'll never listen. I just need to accept that.

"Well I'm going to start getting ready then."

"Ok dear, wear something nice please."

"Yes mother." I say as I walk out of the room and quickly upstairs and close my door.

I flop onto my bed I through my hands over my face. Why can't I just have a normal life, like every other teenager?
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"Harry Edward Styles come down here this minute!" Yells Mrs.Styles from the stairwell.

"What is it now mum?!" Asks harry as he stands at the top of the stairs.

"Did you take the car out today?!?" His mother says quite annoyed.

"Yes, me and Louis went and shot some hoops." He says crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well did you forget something? Like to put gas in it?!" She huffs.

"Sorry mum, I totally forgot! It won't happen again, I promise!"

At that moment Mr.Styles comes walking in the door. "What's going on here?"

"Harry just forgot to fill up the car."

He looks over at Harry. "Don't let it happen again boy."

Harry shifts his weight to the other leg. "It won't sir." He says without making eye contact

"Good." He looks over at his wife. "The Robbins are having another party tonight."

"Ugh! The nerve of those people!" She throws her hands up in the air in disgust. "Harry make sure you stay away from that party, alright?"

"Yes mum, I will." And with that he goes in his room and locks the door.

*I can do what I want!* Harry thinks to himself and walks to his closet. *Now what should I wear?*

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