This Song Is About You - A Harry Styles story

Rebecca is a teenage girl who can be quite shy and likes to live in her own little nutshell. What will happen when she's dragged on a boring holiday with her Dad?
Maybe it will prove to be quite the opposite of 'boring' when she bumps into the famous band and creates a bond like no other with one of the boys.


8. Harry Styles

Dinner was fine, I could see that everyone was making an effort to get along, but it wasn't long before I was sick of putting on an act. I just didn't like Kim, she was snobby and it felt as if she was constantly trying to put me down.

I didn't bother checking my phone until the following morning.

'Taylor - Missed Calls (26)'

I began to panic, maybe something serious had happened and Taylor needed to talk to someone, her best friend, me. I rang and rang but she didn't answer.

My stream of thoughts was then interrupted by the sound of her voice. "Rebecca!" She screamed down the phone. I began to shake, wondering what all the fuss was about.
"I was at dinner and missed all of your calls, I hope everything is okay at home.. How are things?" There was a tone of worry and anxiety in my voice.

"Rebecca, there's photos of you everywhere online. You're on the front cover of every newspaper in the country!! What's going on over there? You never mentioned you were dating Harry Styles!! There's a picture of you and him on a bed going around, why didn't you tell me anything? I've been so upset, why didn't you call?!"

Meanwhile, I began to zone out of what she was saying. Nothing made any sense to me. Harry Styles, why did that name sound so familiar? Then I heard her say the words "One Direction" faintly in the background.

Oh god. Harry was, well, he was Harry Styles. How could I have been so stupid? That's what those looks were about. That's why he was so suspicious. That's why he was 'working' here this summer with his 'friends.' I had just spent the past few days with the worlds most popular boy-band and I never even knew it.

I dropped the phone and gasped to myself.

Harry Styles.

He was Harry Styles, the famous Harry Styles. I whispered his name to myself over and over again and began to feel an ache in my chest. Maybe this was a prank? I pulled myself together and picked the phone back up. "Taylor?"

She was now quiet on the other end. "Yes?" She answered.

"Is this a joke?" I had to ask, I just had to.

"Why would this be a joke? I came home from shopping with mum and went on Facebook to check my newsfeed and everybody from school was talking about it, there was a picture going around of you two! What happened?"

"I didn't know who he was. To me, he was just Harry. We met when I first arrived and we've just hung out a lot. Taylor.. What are people saying about me?" I gulped, dreading to see what people at school had to say about this. I didn't have any real friends but Taylor, nobody ever really bothered with me and I wasn't the type to try and please everyone just to make them like me.

"Log on and you'll see for yourself. Don't listen to them though Becca, they're just jealous. As am I, and probably every other teenage girl in Britain right now."

I did as Taylor said and grabbed the laptop. I was shaking with nerves, I even failed my password attempt twice. I scrolled down and there they were.

'Can't believe Rebecca Scott getting it on with Harry Styles from One Direction!!'

'Who is Rebecca Scott anyway lols'

'Everyones talking about some girl in our year dating Harry Styles, I don't even know who she is'

'Why would he go for her tho she's ugly'

'Three words. I'm so jealous.'

'Shocked right now ahahaha why her?'

I chose not to get upset or say anything, I shrugged it off and continued to scroll.

Then I seen the picture. The slogan 'STYLES' NEW LOVE AFFAIR' was planted across the top of it. It was funny from my perspective, because it actually looked like something serious was happening. Harry was leaning on top of me with his back bent over and I was smiling up at him, ready for my lips to meet his. But they didn't.

I smirked at the memory.

I discussed the matter with Taylor and we both agreed it was best that I delete my Facebook account for two reasons. The first one being I didn't want people stalking my photos and posts just because they were nosey. They never had any interest before, why should I give them the opportunity now? The second being I didn't want to see what anybody had to say, whether it was good or bad.


"Yes Tay?"

"Where is he now?" She asked.

I sighed at the thought. "I don't know Becca, he left."

I had a feeling Harry was clearly going to be notified of the headlines soon if he hadn't already heard by now. The thought crossed my mind that I should text him, but I decided not to. I needed time to think. I grabbed my earphones, put on my favourite playlist and lay on my bed. What had just happened?
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