Adopted by One Direction

Interesting Interview

"Say what?" I said loudly. Cameras started clicking in our faces until my eyes watered with the light. "What's her name? How old is she? Since when? Harry! Look over here!" "We, um, gotta go. Bye!" we jumped onto a cab that came at the exact right time and zoomed away, leaving the desperately curious reporters behind. "What did you say back there?"I asked, looking at Harry.

"You were my girlfriend! Oh no, I screwed up! Someone kill me!" He moaned. "Oh no no no no no no," I said. "We're so dead now." We arrived back home after we mutually agreed that what the boys didn't know yet wouldn't kill them. "We're back!" I said, "And we're perfectly fine! Everything's good!" Niall looked at me weirdly.

"Then why do you look like something is terribly wrong?" "She does? No, she doesn't!" Harry cut in. "Everything's fine!" Liam looked at us sceptically and started tapping on his phone. "Nothing. "He said offhandedly. "Just catching up on the latest celebrity gossip." "What!? No!" I tried snatching the phone away from him but he held it away. "OK. Whatever. They're going to find out anyway."

I flopped down on the seat next to Liam and put my head on his shoulder tiredly. He scrolled down until he saw the fatal words. Harry Styles' Young Girlfriend. I read the article with him. So basically I am approximately 13 years old dating the famous Harry Styles. And they got a pretty clear photo of me. Liam ruffled my hair while he stared intently at his phone. Finally, he said,

"Who on earth told them that Harry Styles was dating you." Harry fell down onto the floor and 'died.' "Meeeeeeeeeeeee." He yelled, punching the floor. "What was I thinking?" "You could've said she was a fan, or a friend, or just a stranger on the street. And you said she was your girlfriend!" Louis exclaimed.

"She's only 12 years old, you know, Harry," Liam said, breathing heavily. "Think of how much controversy it'll cause. Can you use your brain for once!" "Don't yell at him, please," I said, putting my arm on Liam's arm. "At least...I'm still here, aren't I? This can be our cover story or something."

"Fine." He said, "You can be Harry's girlfriend for a while, then you two have to break up and become normal friends, OK? Harry, are you listening? Break up with her after a week or so!" "Yeah, Liam," Harry said, rolling his eyes. "I never was dating her." Suddenly, Harry's phone chirped. He looked at it. "You've gotta come with us to the interview, Passion." He said, "The people want to interview you too." "As your girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yes. And the interview is in, uh...an hour? Someone go wake Zayn up!" we got ready and I told Zayn what happened as we pulled on our shoes. "Harry is crazy." He said, "He's got to break up with you soon or the fans will be, you know? Going mental. What a mess you're in." He patted my head comfortingly. "I know." I said, then added to him quietly, "Are you sure your boss won't let you keep me? You can't hide me forever."

"I wish, but he was pretty firm about it. "Zayn replied, "Don't worry about it now, though. What you need to worry about is how you can act like Harry Styles' girlfriend when you're only 12 years old." "Oh, Passion?" Liam said from the car driver's seat. "Just tell the people there you're 13 years old. You can't be 12 years old and dating Harry Styles. 12 isn't even a teen, for god's sake. And I give you permission to kill Harry whenever you want to because that's what I want to do right now." I grinned and looked at Harry, who was slumped against the side of the car like he wanted to kill himself too.

When we arrived, we were escorted to a room where some people did our makeup and stuff. Before I knew it, I was shoved into a beige-coloured sofa between Louis and Harry. "Hello, everyone! I'm pleased to announce that the delightful One Direction is here with me today, (At this point the boys smiled at the camera none too delightfully.) along with this beautiful young lady..."

"She's Emily," Liam said hurriedly. "Yes, Emily." The interviewer nodded. "So, Harry, I've been hearing some interesting news this morning. You seemed to have said that young Emily here is your girlfriend! Can you confirm it? "Yes, definitely," Harry said, putting his arm around my shoulder. I caught Niall's eye and swallowed the urge to laugh. "She is my girlfriend." A man pressed a button backstage and the room was filled with 'ooh's and 'aahs.