Making Headlines {n.h.}

Plastic People

*Dahlia's P.O.V.*

Being forced to meet new people has always been uninteresting for me. The people I already know are aggravating enough I don't need to know anyone else. I have people that I party with, my agent, my publicist, I have my chauffeur, my cleaning staff for my house, I have my stylist, I have my hair and makeup artists. I don't need to be bothered by anymore people that I don't care about.

As I stand out side the door to the house that Niall is staying at I think about this. I don't want to go meet these people. I already know how this will go. How everything always goes. They will smile at me with their great fictitious smiles. They will nice things, things that contradict their total existence. Then, the moment I leave they will hold a grand discussion, where they talk about how much they did not like me. I find this whole charade that everyone does is too much work and completely unnecessary. If I don't like someone I am not going to pretend to love them. If I don't care about you then you'll know. Maybe that's why I am dreading this day and the next six months. Today I will have to do what they all do; I will have to go in there and pretend to be in love with Niall. I will have to prove to these people that Niall and I are together. I was debating on skipping this whole bullshit meeting but I don't know Niall well enough to know if he'd rat me out to Kathy and I can't risk that right now.

I finally lift up my fist and knock on the door. After a few seconds the door swings open and I am face to face with Niall. We both wear the same hostile face. As soon as he sees me he puts on an automatic smile. His eye's show no excitement so it's clear he was not eager for this meeting either.

"Hey," he says leading me in. I was about to brush past him with out a care but I see a tall guy standing leaning against the wall behind us. I quickly throw my arms around Niall and kiss him on the cheek. I can feel his muscles freeze up in surprise of what I am doing.

"Hey, baby!" I say my voice sounds cheerful. After I let go of Niall I notice his taken aback expression even the guy by the wall looks surprised. As I take a closer look at the tall guy. He has long brown curly hair and green eyes. I know who he is, he's one of the most famous people today.

"You must be Dahlia, I'm Harry," his voice is deep and he talks slowly dragging out each syllable. His dimples show on each cheek as he smiles at me.

"Great, Niall has told me so much about you." Niall hasn't told me shit about any of the boys but Harry Styles doesn't need to know that.

"As well you,"

Niall tells us that he is going to inform the boys of my arrival. He walks off past the kitchen into the hallway. Just as he leaves a girl comes walking towards us. She has long wavy dark brown hair and tan skin.

"So you're dating Niall," She says with pursed lips. Her snake green eyes look me up and down.

"Yeah, I am." Who is this girl anyways?

"I've heard about you a lot about you," she says her voice is icy and I understand what she is trying to get at.

"That's funny because I haven't heard of you before," She shrivels her nose at my response.

"Oh look, here comes the others," Harry says trying to get us to advert our attention. Sure enough Niall comes in with three other guys.

"Hello, I am Liam," a guy with really muscular arms speaks first. He has brown hair and the start of a beard.

 "I'm Dahlia," I say even though it's obvious, they all know me.

"I see you've already met my girlfriend, Gabriella," Liam says while pulling the obnoxious girl from before close by his side. She smirks at me.