Baker Boy

Falling in love with your friend is never easy. But when that person becomes 'The Harry Styles From One Direction' it gets even worse.

p.s. i totally made all of this up. its not any facts or any way that anyone whos real would really act. so ya just an FYI


6. The Pool Party

After I made Harry leave, I stomped up to my room and slammed the door closed. Sometimes he made me so mad! I just wish that he would've told me before, next week he's leaving next week! Now I'll never get my chance. This'll be fun, going to a pool party with Diana, I mean no biggie we just hate each others guts.

I go over to my huge closet and look through my clothes looking for an outfit to wear to the pool party. I finally decide on a white spaghetti strap halter, dark blue booty shorts, matching white flip flops, and my zebra striped bikini with the orange edges. After getting dressed I put on some water proof mascara and eyeliner then curl my hair and put it up. Within an hour and a half I'm perfect pool party material.  Krissy rings the doorbell a few minutes later and I race out of my room and slide down the banister, grabbing my purse off the side counter as I run to the door.

"Ugghhhh! You look gorgeous Camille!"

I do a small turn for her, "Too much?"

"No, definitely not too much, you are definintely going to catch Harry's eye. Maybe something great will happen like he'll break up with Diana."

"Yeah right."

"You never know."

"We're leaving Mom!!" I shout as we head out the door. It's a nice warm evening and the stars are out.

We go over to my car, and get in. Krissy can't stop obsessing over my new car that I got for my birthday. I start it and pull out of the driveway and drive to Cameron's house for the party.

When we get there a couple minutes later, its five minutes after the party started, perfect timing. We walk to the back of the house where the pool and everyone is. There's music blasting and people everywhere. I see Harry and go over to see if he's told Diana yet. He looks at me and smiles, heading toward me.

"Hey beautiful."


"No seriously Cami, your beautiful."

"Anyway Styles, have you told Diana yet?"

"No I was just going to do that, but then I saw you."

"Okay Styles, leave go tell her," Uhoh here comes the devil herself.

She glares at me before coming and kissing Harry, "Hey baby, what are you doing with her?"

"It's this thing called being with a friend, not trying to be the slutty jerk at the party Diana," I say getting in between her and Harry.

"Yes well I have more friends than you, loser."

"That's totally why I'm captain of the Drill Team and I always have more people sitting and talking with me than you, there's this thing called being nice, and your not it."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me you slut, jerk, and just because your parents have money doesn't mean that people like you. People suck up to you so that you don't make their lives miserable. People hang out with me because I don't make their lives miserable. I'm nice."

She goes to slap me but Harry grabs her hand, "What are you doing babe, did you not hear her?"

"I heard her, and I also realized what she said is true. Now I know why whenever I talk about you she always helps me out but the light and sparkle in her eyes goes away, her smile becomes fake, and she's not the same. It's because she always knew what you were when I didn't but she cared enough to let me be happy. But now I know why I can't do anything else with you Diana."

"Are you dumping me?!"

"That's what it sounds like Diana."

"This is all your fault!"

"It's nobody's fault but your own baby doll."


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