Dating Harry Styles (HS)

Dating Harry Styles (HS)

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“Just sign here and here” Jenna, from Modest! Management, said, pointing at the signing lines. “Ella, You are now going to travel around the world, to act like Harry’s girlfriend. To be a picture perfect ‘girlfriend’, and to make each person in this living world, believe that you and Harry are actually together”. She said. “that was … fun” I smiled. “get used to it” he said, all cold. “do you hate me or something?” I asked. “Well I don’t like being forced to do something, which I don’t want too” he said but what happens when Ella gets signed herself? Will their love fall apart?
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“What is your problem?! LEAVE ME ALONE!” I screeched. I was tired of this and couldn't hold it in. He’s been doing this for a whole year. A WHOLE YEAR. It was the last day and I had nothing to lose from this sudden outburst anyway. I was ecstatic that it was almost summer vacation. I’m going to go to my aunt’s place in Philadelphia and live there for the rest of the summer – AWAY from Dylan and his friends here in Massachusetts. “Never, baby. Wherever you are, I’ll be there.” He sent me one last smirk and left the cafeteria, filing out along with the rest of the students. ♣ “I’ll miss you, sweetie.” “I’ll miss you too, mom. See you in September.” And with that, I closed my suitcase for the last time in Massachusetts and prepared for a peaceful, serene summer in Philadelphia. ♣ “Dylan?!” I shrieked as my glasses drooped down the bridge of my nose. “Abby…?” He sounded unsure as he studied my face and features a bit more. “What are you doing here?” “I should be asking you that,” I stated bluntly while readjusting my glasses. “Oh you silly kids. We already told you. We’re living together!” Elaine announced again. I almost barfed.

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