A Single Daffodil [Harry Styles]

Always The Daffodils.

"Sshh! Stop being so loud, Jayden! You'll wake her up."

It was actually the sound of my bedroom door creaking open that woke me up and not the shuffling of Jayden and Sophia's feet, but I pretended to still be asleep anyways.

"Isn't that the whole point?" I heard Jayden whispered back harshly.

"Non, non. We have to do it heedfully or she'll explode. It's like waking up a bear from hibernation." Sophia tried to whisper back. She really did. Sophia whispering was equivalent to the average human using their inside voice.

"Good point." Jayden whispered back. "How mad do you think she is at us?"

There was a little more shuffling before I decided to jump up quickly and yell loudly to give them a good scare. Sophia, who has always been the easiest to spook, screamed back in horror, immediately losing her footing and ultimately, falling on her butt. Jayden looked startled for only a second.

"Ay, Vita!! That's not nice! My butt bone! Ow!" Sophia gave out, leaning sideways on the floor to rub her back.

"You mean your tailbone, idiot." Jayden monotonously pointed out.

"That's what you get for lying to me, kidnapping me, and then--oh yes, how could I forget this part-- LOCKING me in a room with a guy I hated, which I thought I made myself pretty clear about hating!"

"Like waking up a bear from hibernation," Jayden confirmed, watching me with amusement. "Classic."

"And, you." I pointed the pillow I was holding in the direction of Jayden's face. "You're not off the hook either, buddy. You're taking your ass to the nearest children's hospital A-S-A-P and you're gonna make out a nice, hefty check to whatever foundation that helps children with cancer. YOU CAN'T LIE ABOUT BABIES DYING OF CANCER!"

"Alright, alright. We get it. Is it all out of your system yet?" Sophia groaned, getting back onto her feet. "Because now I want to hear how it went! Will you tell us?"

"No." I stuck my nose up and turned my head away from Sophia. "I refuse."

"That bad, huh?" Sophia started waltzing around my room with her hands hidden behind her back.

I dropped back down onto my bed, watching her carefully. Usually, when Sophia did that, it was right before she would try--

"BECAUSE THESE PICTURES TELL ME OTHERWISE!" She shouted, whipping her iPhone out from behind her back.

--try to prove me wrong.

I grabbed the phone from her hands and stared at the screen. There, on DailyMail, were two extremely blurry pictures taken of me getting into Harry's Range Rover. It looked like they were taken with a phone, and you can barely make out my face since it was dark. The title read above the picture: "Harry Styles's Gets Himself A New Surfer Babe In South Beach!"

Jayden, who leaned onto the bed to take a better look at the screen, snorted. "Ha, you're not a surfer!"

I slowly turned to Jayden and glared. He carefully backed away with his hands up, offering his surrender.

"Alright, everybody listen up." I addressed the entire room, dropping the phone onto my bed and rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "I can't deal with any of this TomFoolery until I've had at least two sips of coffee."

"Make yourself useful, huh?" Sophia motioned angrily to Jayden. "Go make us coffee!"

Jayden made a noise of protest whilst leaving my bedroom. He knew better than to argue with Sophia.

I sighed, throwing my whole body back onto my bed with frustration. "How bad is it? The article?"

"Well, they don't know who you are." Sophia replied, taking the phone back to scroll through the website. "But they'll figure it out soon enough. You're not exactly...incognito."

This wasn't the first time I've ended up on a gossip website. Being my father's daughter, wasn't something that made me a celebrity, per se, but it definitely put in the public eye every once in a while. The minute I was associated with the coach of the Miami Heat, magazines became curious. I've had the occasional interview or two, and have even been photographed laughing with Lebron James and Dwayne Wade. Even being associated with Jayden, had a couple of gossip sights speculating we were dating (which makes me gag every time I think about it, by the way). Sophia would freak out every time she came across a picture of me on the internet, mostly because it was a rare occurrence, but also because I didn't care much for it. I never really bothered to piggyback the spotlight that constantly shone onto my dad's success.

I think my lack of interest kept the magazines and interviews at bay for the most part, but this kinda publicity --being pictured with a celebrity-- was a whole other ball game.

"Coffee's ready!" Jayden called from the kitchen.

I rolled over and stood up from my bed with Sophia hot on my tail. "Well it should blow over within the next twenty-four hours, right?"

Jayden pushed one of the mugs across the counter for me. I smiled gratefully, wrapping my hands around the mug. I walked around the counter and hopped onto one of the cushioned stools behind the breakfast bar.

"Vita, you went on a date with Harry Styles." Sophia stated. "This won't blow over for at least three years."

"Oh yeah right!" I dismissed her ridiculous statement immediately. "Get real. No one cares that much about the damn pictures. Gossip is probably slow on the website today or something."

Jayden and Sophia shared a look of sympathy before turning back to me. I knew then and there, I was 100% incorrect. When Jayden and Sophia sided on something, that meant the world was out of tilt and an apocalypse was coming.

Before Sophia could describe to me in great detail about how wrong I was, I exploded again. "I didn't even want to go on the date to begin with! It was a kidnapping mission! I was practically held hostage."

"Doesn't look like you were struggling to get into his car though." Sophia's mouth broke into a Cheshire grin. "Where did you guys go, anyway? Back to his hotel room?"

I gave her a disgusted look. "I ain't no hussy."

"Well, we're not leaving until you tell us about your date." Sophia crossed her arms and leaned against the counter. "So spill."

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