One in a Million

Chapter Three

"Come on! The boys will be here any minute." Alyssa yells through my bedroom door. I look into the mirror and take a deep breath. I smooth out my dress.

"I'm coming." I call back. I grab my heels from my closet and look around for my jacket.

"Hey Alyssa, have you seen my jacket?" I shout. I get down on my hands and knees to crawl around for it.

"Looking for this?" A familiar deep voice asks. I look up to see Harry leaning in my doorway smirking. My eyes widen and I jump up as fast as I can.

"Oh, um, thank you." I stutter. He laughs, the beautiful sound filling my ears.

"No problem, love." He says holding it out to me. I take it from his hands and slip it on.

"Ready?" Niall pipes in. I glance between Harry and Niall before nodding. Harry intertwines our fingers together leading me out the door. Why his he holding my- oh. Half of the parking lot is filled with paparazzi.

"Stay close, yeah?" He whispers, pulling me into his side. I don't move away, I only put my face down and walk with him. Once we're all safely in Harry's Range Rover Alyssa jumps into Niall's lap.

"You two have gotten rather close rather quickly." I comment. Harry grins and nods.

"Leave us alone." Alyssa sticks her tongue out. I raise my hands in surrender and turn back around before I see something I'd regret seeing.

"So, are you nervous?" Harry asks taking his eyes off the road to look at me.

"Maybe a little." I answer truthfully. "Do you know many people who will be there?" I ask.

"Um, well Ed obviously. And I think maybe a few of my exes will be there." He says quietly. Oh. So he only brought me to piss of his exes. I frown and look out the window.

"Paisley, I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not bringing you because of them. I wanted to spend time with you." He practically reads my mind. He lays his hand on my thigh, causing an erratic warmth to spread through out my body.

He parks in front of a large house. The music is rather loud and there are many cars in the front lawn. Holy shit. I swear most of these cars cost more than I do.

Harry lays a hand on the small of my back and guides me through the mess of expensive vehicles.

I can hear Niall and Alyssa laughing behind us. Harry opens the door and instantly I'm hit with an entire mess of celebrities. The first one I recognize, the one and only, Taylor Swift. She's sitting across the bar with a red head.

Ed, she's sitting with Ed. Harry doesn't seem to mind her presence as he draws nearer to his ginger friend and his blonde ex-girlfriend. "Ed, hey mate! This is my gal, Paisley. Paisley, this is my lad Ed." Harry introduces us.

Taylor gives me a rather unsettling look. "Nice to meet you, love." Ed smiles, brining my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles.

"And Paisley, this is my ex-girlfriend Taylor. Taylor, this is Paisley." Harry gives Taylor an uncanny look. Taylor nods and turns back around. Harry rolls his eyes and turns back to me.

"Want a drink?" He asks. I nod, a grin growing on my face. He turns to the bartender, yes Ed Sheeran has a bartender in his house, and orders our beverages.

"Harry!" I hear a feminine voice call. I turn to see Rita Ora. She's smiling from ear to ear, just from the sight of Harry.

He groans quietly before putting on the most fake smile I've ever seen. He hands me my drink.

"Harry, baby, how've ya been?" Rita chirps. He shrugs and takes a swig of his drink.

"Who's this lovely gal you have with you tonight?" Rita asks, looking me up and down from the corner of her eye.