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?


18. Promises

"And did she tell you that!?" I heard yelling.

I opened my eyes and was confused but was relieved when I remembered I fell asleep in Zayn's room. I then heard the yelling again.

"Psst, Zayn-" I go touch him but instead I touch the empty bed sheets next to me. Where was Zayn?

"Mate, calm down!" I heard the yelling then I heard foot steps. They became louder and sounded closer. The door suddenly burst open and in storms a red faced Harry and a worried Zayn after him.

"Is it true?" Harry said. I couldn't tell if he was more angry or sad but I was terrified by both.

"IS IT TRUE?" he asked again but more loudly, making me crawl back a little.

I looked down in shame, I shouldn't have told Zayn to tell him, I should've just endured it. Harry came up to me tears in his eyes. He lifted my chin forcing me to look into his eyes, the one thing I couldn't dare to do. His emerald green eyes were full of tears and they were puffy and red.

"Please, Ski, if you don't want me to touch you, why didn't you just tell me to stop?"

"I didn't want you to get mad at me..." I whispered.

Harry pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my head almost a thousand times, "I could never get mad at you, we can take things slow, I promise. And please remember I'm use to dating girls around my age-"

"And older!" Zayn yelled, butting it. Harry and I cast a glance at him and he leaves the room.

"Then maybe you should date a girl your age, not a girl who is four years younger." I protested but Harry just laughed.

"But I'm in love with you, Ski." he said reaching for my hands.

I let him intertwine his fingers with mine. I was starstruck at what he just said. He told me he loved me. Harry Styles just told me he loved me! I jump into his arms and cried a little into his shoulder.

"I love you too Harry!"

He pulled away and stared at my eyes then at my lips. He leaned in but froze wide-eyed. "May I?" he asked with a serious tone. I nod and he shows a look of relief before lightly kissing me. It was abosolutely perfect. He didn't push or make any movement of taking my clothes off. Sounds like a good start.

Being with him right now made me care less about the world. I was enjoying every single moment right now.

Little did I know, there was a Irish blonde watching with tears in his eyes and a heart broken.

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