Never expecting the unexpected

When Sophie meets Harry Styles backstage, crying after one of the concerts on his tour, she comforts the boys shes only ever dreamt of meeting. She never ever dreamt that she would end up being the girl every girl dreamed of being. How will sophie cope with the media, love, lies, friendships and tragedies that come with being the girlfriend of Harry Styles?


16. Caught out!!

“Sophie can you come down here please?” called my mum up the stairs. I groaned and crawled out of bed. I quickly checked my phone. I had a message from harry and five others off girls in my year and 20 missed calls, what? I opened the one from harry.

Sophie, someone saw us, kissing in the carpark last night. Its all over the news. Dont panic, its all going to be okay Xx

WHAT?! Oh no. Oh fuck! This is exactly what i didn’t want to happen. Press attention, attention from my friends. OH no.

I ran downstairs to mum but it was too late, in her hands was todays Sun newspaper. The front headline was ‘Harry Styles’ New Girl” and underneath were two picture one of me and harry kissing and another of us walking out of the restaurant hand in hand.  My heart dropped and my gut fell to the ground. The second picture was so obviously me. “Explain?” said my mum, she sounded relativly calm. “Well....” i didn’t know what to say, it seemed pretty obvious what had happened.

“How long have you known him?” asked my mum. “About two months, since the one direction concert” i said staring at the ground. “So why on earth didn’t you tell me for one, that you knew one direction and for two, that you were going out with harry styles?” she asked still calm. “Because, i...i guess i didn’t know how you would take it” i said. “Sweet heart, im not going to shout at you. You can go out with who ever you want. But i do feel sorry for you. From now on your life is going to me mucked up and never normal again. Your going to have press on you and all sorts of people interfering with your relationship” she said grabbing my hand. “Thats why we tried to keep it secret” i said and a tear welled up in my eyes. My mum handed me the newspaper and i ran out of the room a small tear trickling from my face. I went upstairs and turned on my computer. I immediately went on facebook, 49 notifications, all asking me whether it was me or not in the news with harry. I opened up the newspaper. Why did it have to be front page news, surely one direction weren’t that famous to get front page news, is there nothing better going on in the world or something?

Last night, One Direction band member Harry Styles, after breaking up with Xtra factor presenter Caroline Flack from ten months ago was caught kissing an unknown girl in a car park outside a posh London restaurant. The girl’s full name is unclear at the moment but we do know that her first name is Sophie. The pair look like they have been going out for some time, what with the kissing and holding hands outside of the restaurant. They then both got in the car which harry owns and harry drove her off in the car at approximatly 11:20pm. The girl looks about 15-16 years of age and has blonde wavy hair with brown eyes. Information on this girl is wanted. So is this Harry’s new girlfriend, or is she simply one of him ladies in the line waiting for his attention and affection. I guess we’ll soon find out.

A tear left my eye and landed on top of the picture of me and harry kissing. How was i going to explain this to everyone. I had nothing to be ashamed of, but the amount of fans in my school of One Direction was huge, and i not only knew them, but was going out with harry. I didn’t know how everyone was going to take it. Would they be cross? Would they want me to introduce them to one direction? Or would they call me a slut for going out with someone older than me? How was everyone going to react, one thing was for sure, this relationship was no longer secret and me and harry were going to have to make it work, no matter what.

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