Love Games

Saskia Knott is the daughter of a rich buissnes parter of Simon Cowell. She has been brought up with her brothers and sisters to be a perfect well mannered child. But when her dad gives her a job at Syco Records and her own London Home she can do what she wants, when she wants. While working she meets boyband One Direction and lady Killer Harry Styles. She becomes close to the band and one night goes out partying with them.She developes a crush on Harry and when partying he kisses her and asks to be freinds with benefits. She agrees ,hoping like in the movies, it will lead to more. She soon becomes tired of chasing after Harry and slowly starts liking Niall. Saskia does not know that Niall has a crush on her though so she holds back. When Harry notices Saskia's attention turning from him to Niall he becomes jelous and discovers he loves Saskia. Who will get there first? Who will she choose? What will she do to get here own way?.............


2. Party

"Hey, Wait, Sass, Saskia wait!!!!!" I was leaving Syco Records studio after the end of my shift, I turned to see who was calling my name. A flustered looking Harry ran towards me, although flustered he still looked unbelievably handsome and even appeared sexier in his beanie, Ramones top and chinos when they clinged to his skin. This was the second time I'd seen him since he walked into a recording studio with Simon, and I was still nervous by his presence. But it was a nice warn nervous like butterflies fluttering in my stomach. "Hey, me and Louis are having a party tonite for the release of our first single tommorow" Harry explained in his deep, soft voice "it would be great if you could come, we haven't got enough pretty girls" he flirted. I thought about it, a party sounded good and I hadn't got work tommorow, why not. "Yeah, sure I'll come!" I said a little bit too enthusiastic."K, thanks gotta go bye, I'll text you the where it is. Uncle si's got your number right" I nodded Harry.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I stared at my face. I knew I wasn't ugly because I had modelled in my mothers magazine since I was fourteen. I had a slim, tall figure with a few curves. I had chosen to wear some tight leather leggings with a low slug gold sequin top and gold glitter stilettos. I hoped Harry noticed me, I thought as a grabbed my gold clutch bag and started off down the street. Harry had text me the address about an hour ago and it was a five minute ride on the tube away. I hoped to make Harry notice me tonight, If he  felt even a slither of what I felt it must be worth a go. I had only met him five hours ago but had already fallen for him. If he didn't notice me than I'd make damn sure he did.

  I entered a busy apartment of blooming music, I think it was stereo hearts by the gym class heroes, sweaty body's and alcohol; lots of it. I spotted Harry sitting on a sofa surrounded by a group of smitten girls. I felt a rush of anger or sadness no I was jealous that all those other girls were getting his attention. I walked over to a small table filled with beer bottles over by wall, grabbed a bottle and sulked in the corner. I don't know why I wanted Harry to notice me, but when he didt all that confidence sunk along with my party mood.  


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