New Life

Maddie's terrifying past is behind her, she's ready to start a new perfect life with her boyfriend Harry, and best friends Zayn and Louis. She's happy, free, relaxed, and in love. Will a simple mistake ruin everything for her future? Will a simple 5 minuets change her life forever?
*Sequel to 'Remembering Katy Perry'. You might have a hard time following along if you haven't read the first book, so check it out(:*


5. Covering

Brianna's Pov 

You have got to stay calm, Brianna! It doesn't matter that Harry Styles and his girlfriend, who supposedly just had sex, are sitting next to you on the plane. 
Doesn't matter at all. No big deal. 

I glance over and Maddie's half asleep on Harry's shoulder. He's got his head resting on hers and is humming some song I don't know. Oh my God! That is so adorable! 

Harry must have noticed me staring because he glances up and gives me a weird look. Act cool, act cool! 

"Sorry. I'm, uhm, a huge fan and you guys ju-just look so cute together" I stutter out. 

Oh, yeah. Real cool Brianna. I mentally kick myself for sounding so stupid in front of Harry, but try not to show it. 

He gives a small laugh and his smile completely melts me. I mean, just look at his dimples! 

"Haha.. Uh.. Thanks, love." 

He puts his head back down and I continue to stare, vaguely hearing my phone go off in my purse. 

Harry lifts his head up slowly and looks at me questionably.  

"Are you gonna answer that?" 

I snap out of my daydream and feel my face turn hot, rummaging through my purse to find my phone. 

"Of course I'm going to answer that.." I mumble, hoping he didn't hear me. 

I can't believe how huge of an idiot I'm looking like in front of him! This is my one chance to impress him and try to get close with him to get with Niall, and I'm messing it up! 

"Moment in time, I'll find the words to say! Before you leave me today!" 

Oh my God. I forgot my ringtone was Moments. Kill me now. 

Harry raises an eyebrow and smirks a little. 

"Nice ringtone." 

"Oh gee, thanks" I mutter back sarcastically. I finally find my phone and quickly answer it to stop the stupid song from playing. 

"Brianna! You answered! Thank God! Can't we just talk this out?!" 

"No, Tyler. We can't. I'm already on the plane, halfway to Cheshire. You had your chance." 

"I know! I fucked up big time Bri! Please, just give me another chance!?! I'll never do it again! I swear on my mothers grave!" 

"You hate your mother" I reply coldly. 

"Ok fine! I swear on my sisters grave!" 

"You don't have a fucking sister!" I explode into the phone.

"You're such an asshole, Tyler! I'm not coming back, so quit calling and leave me alone!" 

I ignore the curious glances I'm getting from Harry and listen to Tyler sigh on the other end. 

"I'm not giving up until you find someone else." 

"Well, it's a damn good thing I have!" I shout back before I can stop myself. I haven't met anybody else! I'm not even over Tyler yet! What did I just do? 

"Oh really.  What's his name?" 

I glance around in desperation, trying to think of a name. 

"Harry" I blurt out, throwing my hand over my mouth. 

Harry perks up in his seat and stares intently at me. I mouth 'Im sorry' and kind of turn away from him, my embarrassment being to much to handle.

"Uh-huh. Where'd you met 'Harry'?" 

"We actually just met on the plane," that's not a lie, "and he's sitting right next to me." 

"Give him the phone then, so I can say hi."

"G-give him the phone?" 

I look at Harry and he reaches out his hand. I kind of stare for a minuet before he waves his hand impatiently at me. 

"Give me the phone!" he whispers. 

I hand him the phone cautiously and listen to the one-sided conversation. 

"Am I real? Of course I'm real ... Don't be dick ... What do I do? I'm a singer ... You might of heard of us. A small band called One Direction ... Yeah, I'm Harry Styles ... Don't call her that ... Well fuck you to!" 

He hits the end button and tosses my phone back to me. 

"Is that your ex?" 

I nod my head, unable to speak. Harry's face just touched my phone, and covered for me with my ex. He's better than I thought he was. I personally believed he was a little bit of a womanizer, but he just proved me wrong. 

"He's a real dick. I'm glad you broke up with him."

"I didn't. He cheated and left me" I blurt out, again covering my mouth. I really need to start thinking before I speak. Why did I just tell him that? Why? 

"Really? I'm sorry." 

I just kind of shrug my shoulders. I'm not in the mood to talk about Tyler right now. 

"Ah, I'm over it. He was a jack ass anyway. Thank you though, so much, for covering for me! I have no idea what came over me! I guess I just kind of seen you and your name just kind of cam-" 

"Haha.. Don't even worry about it, I don't mind. Dumb ass guys need to watch themselves cause they will get their butt kicked. 

He says the last part a little bit louder and directs it at the guys sitting in front of us. They were such dicks to Maddie earlier. I was going to let her handle it, but when middle douche called her a c-word I had to say something. 

I looked at Harry and gave a small nod, planning to go back to my music and phone. Ok, let's see. I don't want to listen that, or that, or that, nope, no, no, God no, yes! There it is! 'Want You Back' by Cher Lloyd. 

I hear the music start, but also hear Harry start talking again. I yank the headphones out of my ears, and whip toward Harry. 


"Sorry, I didn't catch that. Mind asking again?" 

He laughs a little bit and wiggles in his seat, making sure not to move Maddie. 

"She put my arm to sleep. Damn her." 

"I heard that" Maddie mumbles, waking up with a yawn, but not moving off Harry's arm. 

He lightly kisses her forehead and my heart sinks a little. I used to have that. Kisses on the forehead, falling asleep on each other, unbearable cuteness, I had it all. But I wasn't good enough to keep it. 

I suppress a sigh and raise an eyebrow at Harry. 

"Your question?" 

"Oh! Yeah! I never got your name.."

"That's more of a statement than a question" I say with a smirk. 

He rolls his and sighs. 

"Fine. What is your name? Better?" 

"Much. My names Brianna." 

"Nice to meet you, Brianna. I'm Harry."

He shakes Maddie off his arm, much to her annoyance, and extends his hand, which I eagerly take. I'm shaking Harry Styles hand!! I need to tweet! 

I hide my excitement under a relaxed smile. I watch Maddie sit up and lean closer to me, putting her nose inches from mine. 

"Your fangirling" she whispers intensely. 

"I can see it Brianna. Don't hide it. Let it out." 

I search her eyes for any sort of sarcasm but find nothing. She's dead serious, and right. I'm fangirling so hard on the inside. 

I grab her hands and squeeze, letting it all out as quietly as I can. 

"Oh my God! Harry Styles touched me and is talking to me and knows who I am!! HARRY STYLES! Ahh! How you deal with this!?" 

My excitement bubbles out of me as I jump in my seat, watching Maddie jump to. Harry puts his hands firmly on her shoulders and a scowl forms on her lips. 

 "I'm not broke, Harry. I can do stuff." 

"Sorry, love. Your are broke and you can't do much" he replies evenly. 

She sighs and shakes his hands off, something I would never do in a million years. I guess though, after seeing him everyday, the shock of him being famous wears off, and he's just plain old Harry. 

"Why are you broke?" 

I watch all the color drain out of Maddie's face and Harry tense up. I probably should not have asked that. I wonder what happened. 

"You know the girl all over the news that survived being stabbed by her step dad? After being hit by a car?" she asks quietly, not looking at me. 

"Yea, she's everywhere." 

Oh- no. That can't be here, can it? I examine her face more intently, trying to remember the news story I seen a few days ago. 

"That's you" I gasp, mentally matching her face to the one on the tv. 

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry, Maddie." 

She shrugs her shoulders and says, 

"It's alright. I'm getting over it. At least I'm trying, but Hazza back there won't let me do anything!" 

He sighs and throws his hands in the air. 

"It's cause the doctor said you can't do anything!" he says exasperated. 

"It's cause the doctor said you can't do anything, I'm Harry, I get to run around and jump on trampolines." 

She mocks him with a high, teasing tone that most people stop using when they're five. 

"Damn right I can.." he mutters. 

They are just the cutest couple I've ever seen. They were definitely made for each other.  

"So.." I begin, getting their attention. 

"Where did you guys like meet each other?" 

"At one of our concerts" Harry says. 

"No.. No, we met for the first time like two years ago, before you got super famous, at a Katy Perry concert. Remember?" 

He starts to laugh really hard and finally gets out, 

"Oh yeah! You were coming to talk to me and tripped over something and fell!" 

Maddie's face goes pink and she hits him on the arm. 

"I slipped on like soda or something, first of all, and it wasn't that funny!" she turns toward me. "I was mortified! You gotta understand he had been staring at me all concert-" 

"I was not!" 

"Don't lie, Haz. You were so staring." 

"Was not" Harry mumbles, defeated. 

"Anyway. He had been staring, so I decided to go say hi, you know? You don't just ignore a cute guy staring at you. So I go to walk over and slip on something on the floor and completely fall on my ass, right in front of him. It was so horrible." 

I couldn't imagine! I don't think I could ever show my face again. 

"I've never done that before. You must of been so embarrassed!" I gush. 

She nods her head and laughs. 

"You have no idea! So he actually helped me up, like the gentleman he is, and we talk for a few minuets, but I had to leave. I honestly thought I'd never see him again." 

"I thought the same thing.. But about her.. Not me.." Harry chimes in. 

Maddie gives him a weird look, but continues her story. 

"So a bunch of time passes and I had seen pictures of Harry before on like magazines, and the Internet, and my phone background," Harry nearly spits out the mouthful of water he just drank and cracks up, "and stuff, but it never clicked that he was the same person I met at the concert. But every time I would see a guy on a street, I would instantly compare him to the boy I met at the concert. I legitimately could not stop thinking about him." 

"I couldn't stop thinking about you either, love" Harry mutters, grabbing her hand. 

"You guys are to cute!" I say. 

They both laugh and thank me, before Maddie continues on with her story.

"Anyway, my, uh, step-dad," she says his name bitterly, but continues. 

"He had gotten me and my best friend, Kath, One Direction tickets. Like front row seats. So we go and get our seats and they run out on stage and I knew. I just knew it was the same boy." 

She turns to look at him and rests her head on his chest. I guess she was finished talking cause Harry picks up where the story left off. 

"I had seen her and knew I needed to talk to her, so I told Paul to get one of the other guys to give her and her friend backstage passes. They came and seen oohz-"

"Say us again" Maddie interrupts. 

Harry throws his head back and groans. 

"Really, Maddie? Really?" 

"Just say it right. Us, not oohz. Us." 

I try to hold in my laughter as Harry struggles to say us right. Maddie patiently waits with a smirk on her face, watching him struggle as well. 

His face starts to turn red and she pats his chest. 

"Don't hurt yourself, babe."

"This is why I don't talk in front of your friends!" 

Maddie and I both crack up at his frustration and he sighs irritated. 

"Anyway. They came to see the boys and I" he shoots Maddie a look and she laughs even harder. 

"And we ended spending the next few weeks together." 

"Only cause we had to. You really think I wanna spend that much time with this guy?" she jokes. 

"So are you guys heading home then?" I ask, genuinely curious. 

They look at each other for a moment. Maddie glances at me, then nods at Harry. 

"Well, we were going to see his family, but some stuff came up with Zayn, so we're going to stay with his parents for tonight, then go stay with Zayn for a week." 

I nod my head. Wonder what happened with Zayn. It's better I not ask. I don't want them to think I'm to nosy. 

"Hey, Brianna! You told me you like Niall right?"

Harry smiles and laughs a little, and I feel the heat rush to my face. 

"Yeah.." I mutter, embarrassed. 

"You want to meet Niall, Bri?" Harry asks. 

I forget my embarrassment and squeal, "Of course I want to meet Niall! Do you even have to ask!?!"

They both laugh, but it doesn't even matter! I'm going to meet Niall!!! OMG! I've been dreaming of meeting him for so long! 

"Here, put your number in my phone, and I'll text you, ok?" 

Maddie passes me her phone and I add my name and number. 

"Thank you so much you guys! You have no idea how much this means to me! Do you think he'll like me? Or will he think I'm annoying?" 

If Niall doesn't like me, I will die. My life will be over. 

"I think you and Niall will get along great." Harry says comfortingly. 

"I sure hope so.." I mutter. 
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