Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction

"Mysterious Girl Dates Harry Styles!"

I don’t know how long Harry and I stayed there. His lips molding perfectly on mine, my hand on his cheek, his arms on my back, holding me so I wouldn’t pull away, but it felt perfect and it felt like I could stay there forever.

Too bad a shadow of my common senses returned.

I couldn’t do this to Harry. I’m just lying to him and once he finds out the truth, he’ll hate me. I can’t let him think I like him because as much as I do, I’m not ready for a relationship, especially with a celebrity I’m helping my Dad bring down.

I pulled away from Harry and looked down. I’m pretty sure he looked as surprised as I was, because he didn’t say anything for a while.

“I’m sorry.” He finally says “I-I don’t know where that came from.”

I looked up at him, biting my lip “No, it’s okay. It’s kind of my fault too.”

“Listen Ally-“

“It’s alright Harry. Can you please leave, I want to sleep.”

Harry’s face fell for a moment “Uh, sure.” he stood up and walked over to my door. Before he could leave, I remembered something

“Harry.” He turned around

“Yes?”

I reached into my bra and pulled out his phone. “I kinda forgot to give this to you last night.” Harry smiled and came over to retrieve the phone.

“I guess you did.” Oh god, why did I tell him, now he knows that I know what almost happened last night.

“Well, goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Ally.” Harry said as he took the phone and left my room with the biggest grin on his face.

Oh god, what have I done?

3 A.M.

It was three am and I couldn't sleep. Why? Oh I don’t know, maybe it had something to do with the fact that Harry Styles had just kissed me! I'm freaking out right know!! I mean, I know that we kissed A LOT last night, but this time I could actually remember it!

Ugh! What am I gonna do now?

Call me when you want to tell me what happened

My Dad’s words echoed in my head.

Could I tell him? I mean, would I tell him? He’s my Dad and all, but if he finds out I kissed Harry Styles from the band One Direction, here we go back to the Dark Days.

I could use seeing my Dad mad right now. Besides, what’s the worst that could happen?

You don’t go to college…

Listen mind, right now I could really give a shit about going to college!

Then tell him…

How? He’s probably still mad at me and won’t answer his phone

Go down to his office…

At three am?

Yes, I bet he’s still awake due to all the celebrities he’s trying to stalk.

Hmmm, you might just be right… this time

 

After changing into some pants, my Ugg boots, and my mustache shirt- yeah, be jealous- I snuck downstairs.

I was about to open the door, when the lights switched on.

“Where do you think you’re going?” the stranger asked.