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?


7. Unexpected visit

When we got back to my house, mum and dad still weren’t back from their party they ahd been to and it was gone two in the morning. Coming to the conclusion that they were probably staying the night at the party hosts’ house i walked over the car window. “Parents back?” asked harry. “No, i reckon they are staying at their friends house for the night as they got back from the aprty so late” i said and smiled at him. “Will you be okay in the house on your own?” harry asked concern in his voice. “Yeah, I’ll be fine” i said and smiled at him reassuringly. “Okay well any problems give me a ring okay?” he said and i agreed as he wind the car window  up and blew me a cheeky kiss. I blew him one back and he drove off.

Walking into an empty house had never felt more reliveving. Frankie was at a sleepover, and in some ways mum and dad were too. It was just me and the dog. It was so strange to think that the boys were now my friends. Well kind of, id met them now and they all had said we should meet up again. A week ago they were five celebrities i dreamt of meeting and now harry was a great friend and the rest of the boys were also my friends. It would have been something that would have made me go mad a couple of days ago, but now it felt like i  had known them all my life and they were not famous people, celebrities...but they were normal people and above all they were my friends.

I woke up the next morning with a headache, I hadn’t drunk that much last night, but it was more than normal as i normally only ever drunk on special occasions. Groaning i went downstairs and grabbed myself a glass of apple juice and a paracetamol when the doorbell rang. Stupid postmen, they always came really early, it was only like nine in the morning. I took my apple juice with me to the front door and opened it. It was not a postman. It was harry. Panicking that i was a) in my pajamas and b) had no make up and scruffy hair i just stared at him apple juice mid way to my mouth. “Hey Soph” he said starring at my pj’s with a grin on his face. I was wearing some short checked shorts and a grey vest top which showed my belly. Oh god. “Uh Hey” i said. What are you doing here? “Sorry to call so early its just i needed my coat back to get home, i had to stay at some dodgy hotel in town overnight as the taxi man said that his shift had ended and he wouldn’t take me home. So i thought before i went home i would drop by and grab the coat, sorry to seem rude” he said but laughed at my blank expression. I just laughed like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Sure, uh come in” i said and quickly looked in the mirror near the door at myself...oh dear. “Um two seconds its in the kitchen” i said and put the apple juice down on the stairs and ran into the kitchen to grab the coat. “Here you go”  i said throwing the coat at him he caught it and jokingly thre it back to me. Again i threw it back at him. ”Thanks” he said and we said our goodbyes and Harry walked away. Suddenly he turned round, “Um sophie, the real reason i came here was...i was wondering whether you wanted to go out for dinner with me? Just as friends maybe, i really appreciate what you did for me at the concert and well, you actually a friend now” he asked a cheeky look in his eyes. Was harry asking me out? My heart flipped over and started beating scarily fast. “Yeah, yeah i would love to” i said so quiet it was almost a whisper. “Great! I’ll um pick you up at nine tonight?” Harry asked. “Sure, see you then” i said and smiled at him. “Haha bye Soph, see you then” he said and walked over to yet another taxi to ttake him home. I shut the door.

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