Age Is Just A Number

This book is basically about a 15 year old girl named Ski (Pronounced Sky) who has a passion for photography. It's basically her life. Her dad happens to be best friends with One Direction's body guard, Paul. When Paul has a conversation about One Direction needing a new photographer, Ski's dad recommended her and she is now One Direction's new photographer. Problem is her dad didn't tell her that she would be working with the famous One Direction, just a popular band and she hates One Direction. A lot.

Would she fall for one of the boys? And if she did, would her age, being just 15, stop her from loving him?

Based on the title of my book what is your opinion. Is age just a number when it comes to love?


10. "Age Is Just A Number, Babe"

I woke up with a throbbing migraine. I sat up but immediatly layed back down. My whole body felt awful. I looked down and noticed my whole dress ruffled and raised to my stomach.

"What happened last night? I whispered to myself. I looked around my room for any kind of hints of what might have happened last night.

Suddenly something next to me shifted. My heart nearly stopped at this mystery movement. I slowly lifted the sheets. Once I saw his curly brown hair and bare chest, I screamed while falling backwards onto the floor."

"Ski, what's wrong!-" Zayn yelled but stopped at what he saw before his eyes. The boys soon followed with worryness in their eyes. It quickly disappeared when they entered the room. The boys were hard to read but Zayn was easy. His eyes were full of anger. I mean mine would have been if I walked in on my best friend whose eighteen years in the bed with a fifteen year old.

"What's going on here!?" Zayn screamed at Harry who finally catched up on what was happening. I quickly stood up but was immediatly embarassed. My dress was still up exposing my underwear. I pulled it down and looked away from Zayn's gaze.

"What's up mate?" Harry asked sitting up while rubbing his eyes.

"What's up? I asked you to take Ski home if she went too crazy and what do you do? You come home and freaking sleep with her!" Zayn started clenching his fists and teeth.

"So? Do you have dibs on her or something." Harry said getting annoyed with Zayn's attitude.

"Do you have any idea how old she is!?" Zayn yelled at him. Oh no, he's going to tell him.

"It was my fault Zayn! I got drunk, I'm sorry. I told Harry..." My eyes started to burn and my vision started to blur.

"Tell him what?"

"I told him to do it. To sleep with me... But it was because I was drunk! I never even been drunk before so I didn't know how to handle it." My tears started to fall now.

"Dang it Ski." Zayn said banging the wall next to him making me jump a little.

It was silent for a few minutes before Harry finally spoke, "Wait, what does her age have to do with anything?"

"Cause she's fuc-!" Before Zayn could finish cursing out loud, Liam layed a hand on his shoulder. It probably caused him to calm down because he spoke quietly afterwards,

"Because she's only fifteen..." All the boys had shock expressions on their face but Harry's was worse. I couldn't take anymore of the stares so I just ran out of the room crying. I heard all of them call my name but I didn't even bother to turn around. I just kept running and running. I ran outside and turned left. I didn't care if I was in the same clothes as last night or if I was still barefoot, I just wanted to get out of there.

After running for a few minutes, I found a childrens playground unoccupied. I walked over and sat down on the swing. I buried my face in my hands and started crying again.

I cried for what seemed like ten minutes. I then felt a vibration in my bra.

"What the-?" I reached inside my bra and pulled out my phone. I guess I put it in there before I left the party. Jasmine's faced appeared on the home screen. That's exactly what I needed. A best friend.

"Hello." I answered, my voice cracked revealing that I was crying.

"Ski, what's wrong?" she asked worried.

"So many things." I cried into the phone. She tried to comfort me and get me to explain what happened and I finally did. I told her everything. From Zayn being the only one who knew that I was fifteen and the boys thought I was eighteen, to me sleeping with Harry.

"Aw baby I'm so sorry." she said. I heard her sniff in the background which indicated she was crying too. It made a small smile appear on my face. Jasmine is so sensitive.

We talked for ten more minutes until I heard a husky voice behind me. "Ski?" I turned around in my seat and almost fell off.

"Jasmine, I gotta go." I hanged up with her but didn't look back up at Harry. He then took the swing next to me and sat down.

"I'm so sorry Ski, If I would have known..." I quickly cut him off. "It's not your fault Harry, it's mine."

He rasied his eye brows for me to continue. "I should've told you guys in the first place and I shouldn't have taken that drink from that dude at the bar and I shouldn't have told you to sleep with me... I'm sorry."

"Well, you are pretty good in bed soooo.." I puched him playfullly in the arm making him fall of his swing. I burst out laughing.

"Well, that was rude don't you think." he said dusting himself off. We laughed for awhile while he also apoligized for even saying yes to sleeping with me.

"But I won't promise it won't happen again when you're older." he gave a cheeky wink. His wink gave me butterflies in my stomach and I instantly had a flashback of Lou's and I's conversation from yesterday. Do I like Harry? Does he really like me?

"Harry, do you like me? Even though I'm only fifteen." I asked looking him straight in the eye. I wanted an honest opinon. He quickly looked away and blushed."

"Yeah, I think you're really beautiful." he turned back to me and gave me a shy smile revealing his dimple.

"Would you ever date a fifteen year old girl?" I asked. Now it was my turn to look away. I played with my phone, turning it over in my fingers, waiting for his response.

I suddenly felt a hand take mine. I looked over at Harry to see him smiling, "Age is just a number, babe."

He then leaned over and gently kissed me. It was so soft that it didn't even feel like he kissed me at all. I giggled and felt my cheeks go hot.

"Oh I totally forgot!," he got down on one knee, still holding my hand he said, "Ski, ummm whatever your last name is, would you like to be my girlfriend?" I put my hand up to my chin pretending to think about it.

"Yes." I said finally. He swooped me off the swing and into a tight hug. He then quickly let go and frowned.

"What's wrong?" I asked getting nervous. Did I stink? Probably considering I haven't taken a shower since the plane ride which was almost three days ago. Gross, right?

"Nobody can know about this, only the boys and us, not Paul or even your dad because if word gets out I'm dating a fifteen year old, I could have a million paps at my door in five seconds and plus possibly go to jail and I wouldn't be good in jail, Ski." I quickly nodded, understanding every word. Does that mean I can't tell Jasmine? Probably not because she does have a big mouth, no offense to her.

"I won't say a word to anybody, I promise." I held out my pinky and he took it with a gentle smile."

"Now let's get you home to a shower because you smell horid." he says crouching down. I jumped onto his back laughing the whole way home.





~ Hey guys! Serenity here! It brings a smile to my face knowing you guys like my fanfic so much :) Just wanted to wish you all a blessed Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Love you all! <3


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