We've met [h.s]

6

- Caitlyn -

Furiously, I parked my car. This is absolutely perfect. Front page. I should have known, going out with THE Harry Styles was too good to be true.

I knew I needed to talk to Harry, but I wasn't planning on it. My mom was pissed and Stella is going to freak out, I had  enough to think about.

I walked up the stairs of college. Other students ran past me, people were kissing in corners and a group of girls giggled my ass off. They should stop, I swear to god it's annoying.

"Enjoying the fame, honey?" A girl squeaked at me. "What the hell are you talking about? Go fuck jesus." So maybe I had a bad day. But it'll be over soon.

"Should I call you Caitlyn? Or Mrs Styles?" Suddenly, I knew. Of fucking course they read it. Was it online? I was screwed.

"Are you pregnant already, honey?" I stopped walking and turned around. A blond ass barbie stood in front of me. "I don't know what your parents told you, honey, but you need to fuck someone before you get pregnant. You need help." I shot her a sarcastic smile, before walking to my locker.  I inhaled and exhaled slowly, before opening it. A note fell out of it. I picked it up and opened it.

I should have known something was off, when your mom called me to aks if you were staying over at my place. I can't believe you haven't even told me. What kind of friend doesn't tell her best friend? You're so weak.

Go fuck your famous boyfriend, and my idol.

With love,

Your ex-bestfriend Stella.

All her i's didn't have hearts on them, like she always did. What did I do? Stella was right, I was a horrible best friend. I put the note back and grabbed my books for my first college.

I tried, really hard, not to cry and curl up in a ball.

I just wanted to dissappear, and be alone. I wanted to cry till I won't  have any tears left. My mom was at mad me, my best friend too, and the whole school thought bad about me. And I hadn't even seen Harry.

I walked to my college, hearing people calling after me. I swear to god some people suck. I walked to my seat and layed my stuff on the desk. This was going to be a long day.

The whole college, I could feel people's eyes burning into me. Didn't they ever made a mistake? Sure, I got a famous mistake, but why did it matter so much? It was a huge mistake and I won't give in anymore.

I just promised myself not to give in, when there was a knock. All students turned around to look at the door.

I don't think my eyes have ever been so wide. Harry fucking Styles casually walked to the women in front of us. Talking to her. Immediately, all eyes were on me again. I groaned and huffed.

"Caitlyn Harris?" The old women spoke in her microphone. I stood up, earning even more glares. "You can go." Wait what?

Harry grinned at me. Some girls giggled, yes also college girls like One Direction. Look at me. Tho, I haven't been on twitter lately. I just hope that nobody knows I have a twitter account. Of course I have a personal too, but nobody knows my name yet. Although.. the students did. Fuck.

I walked past the other students to the stairs. Harry tried to keep up with me, but I walked way too fast. Slamming the door behind me, in Harry's beautiful face may I add, I walked back to my locker.

Harry grabbed my waist. "Well hello." I tried to wiggle out of his grip. "Oh hell no! Fuck you! Everyone is mad at me! I just," I groan.

"Oh come on! The boys like you! Kinda. But all that matters, is that I like you!"

"You don't understand, this all here is my life! Stella didn't even bother to talk to me, she wrote a note Harry, a fucking note!"

"When she doesn't understand, she doesn't deserve you. You're a beautiful person, Caitlyn." He smiled down at me.

He sounded so happy. I always wanted to make him happy. It's all a girl wants. And here he was, smiling at me. That's all I've ever wanted. I could feel tears burning in my eyes, I couldn't help it, I had my idol smiling. Because of me, kind off.

"Hey, are you alright? I didn't mean to-" I cutted him off by hugging him. "I'm fine, totally fine." He kissed the top of my head. I could feel him smiling through my hair. "Now let's go." He grabs my hand and I quickly close my locker.

I sat in his car, waiting for him to get in. "Stella is so pissed." I tell him. "Of course she is, you lied to her right? She's got all the rights to be so." He had a point so I simply shrugged. I hate it when I'm wrong, but I hate it even more when someone else is right. "Yet, you don't deserve it." I smiled, "Thanks."

"Why did you pick me up? It's not like nobody already knew about us." I sarcastically said to him. "You're so smart. We, are going to kick someone's ass." He wiggled his eyebrows and laughed.

"Should I be worried?" He laughed even harder.