£50 Love

I knew Harry Styles all too well. And I guess some people think that's a good thing. Bloody hell, 75% of the female population are practically throwing themselves at him. I didn't have to. He got me with a simple look. And gave me away with four words. "It was a bet." A bet for my virginity. For only £50. Am I really worth so little?
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Katrina Wilson has been struggling with herself ever since her ex-best friend broke her heart. She's lost so any speck of self confidence she's had before the bet, but now it's all vanished. Her father knows it, her mother knew it, her new best friend knows it. But her little sister? She was oblivious. So maybe that's why she dragged Kat to a signing for Harry's big band; One Direction. And after that, all hell breaks loose.
It all started with £50.