[Completed] [MATURE CONTENT / 18+] In which an escort agrees to be the third in a marriage that's hanging by a thread. You know our love would be tragic So you don't pay it, don't pay it no mind. We live with no lies, you're my favourite kind of night.

Newly edited/amended chapters are all up! When Katie agrees to accompany her best friend Mel to a Harry Styles concert, she has no idea how much her life is about to change. Fighting her own insecurities and health issues, Katie must try and navigate the strange new world she finds herself thrown in to as people and events from her past rear their ugly heads. This is my first attempt at writting a fan fic, or anything for that matter and I'd appreciate any comments you have. Thanks. #Treatpeoplewithkindness

"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."

How do you make someone fall in love with you when he's in love with somebody else? You don't. You can't. You shouldn't. Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013 Julie13