Bad Girl (A One Direction Fanfic)

Reuniting & Catwalks

Two years later and everyones just forgotten about me, it doesn't bother me though. I sometimes would drive past the little division where all the boys had their flats but they all moved out in different parts of London. They're working on their fourth album now and they all changed so much right in front of me and I haven't changed that much except that i started taking my life more seriously and I started going by Victoria and I had a fall out with Emily and now live on my own. I'm finally deciding to leave my life in London and go to New York in the states to study cosmetology and chemistry because believe it or not my mother gave me that good trait. I have all her skills, I'm good at chemistry and I'm good at makeup, so I'll probably make my own products one day.

"That's great, Abs! I'm so happy for you!" I told Abby, who just told me she recently got engaged...while I sat alone in my flat watching Netfilx. She recently got engaged to some famous Italian model, which is so so so so so so so great for her.

"You need to me him! We need to go out to lunch!" she said rambling on and on. I laughed and agreed with her and we exchanged our schedules and she decided that I should come to one of his shows. Fantastic.
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Well of course I wasn't going to just show up to this event with out a date. So I called one of my guy "friends" if they wanted to escort me and of course they all said no...
What ever though right? I'm 22 years old with no boyfriend and on of my good mates just got engaged. I rolled out of bed and put on my high waisted black leather skinny pants and my new black ankle boots and a white crop top with a black hat. I kinda looked like I was going to a fashion show. I put in my everyday make up and was out the door. The show would start in about 10 minutes when I got there and I knew I wouldn't be able to find Abby in enough time so I texted her to come to the front entrance so we could just walk down together.
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Of course our whole walk to the catwalk the questions from her were along the lines of, "Do you have a boy friend?", "Did you know I'm engaged?", "How are you and Emily?" "Did you know my fiancé is a model?" "Do you want to marry anyone?" "Did you know my fiancé is a model...from Italy?"
And of course I just nodded and smiled the whole time. We sat down in our seats and I had this creepy feeling of someone staring at me. I looked up to see no one than Harry Styles. Perfect. He waved at me with his boyish smile. I looked away quickly. He was now waving franticly at me.
"Oh my god is that Harry? Lets go say Hi!" Abby said as she grabbed me to walk over to him.
"How are you guys?! Its been so long?" Harry said with his deep voice as he hugged us. I smiled and turned away quickly while he and Abby talked. I zoned out until Abby said, "Well see you then! I can't wait to see the boys again." I snapped my head to the converstation but then thw house lights flickered and Abby pulled me to our seats.
"I'm so excited to go to their concert. I've never really been to a concert and then gone back stage!"

Shit.