Unforgettable *A Harry Styles One Direction Love Story*

Chastity works at a popular radio station in London. Harry is one of the most famous teenage boys in the world. When Chastity first meets Harry she doesn't think much of it, and that makes him determined to win her heart. It doesn't seem like fate will have it any other way. Chastity soon realizes that there's more to Harry than fame and fortune.Love. Drama. One Direction.


1. "Winning"?

Chastity's POV

       One Direction. I'd been hearing the name around the station a lot lately. 1D this, 1D that, when can we get 1D in for an interview? Most all of the songs that 86.7 played anymore were One Direction. Don't get me wrong, their songs aren't bad, and some of them are more than a little cute, but it's tiring hearing their name every other second. People are making a huge fuss over five guys that just happen to be able to sing. I can also sing, but you don't see me being the most longed after teenage girl in the world. It honestly  is ridiculous. What I really don't understand is how One Direction themselves do it. Having thousands of hormonal teenage girls (sometimes boys) constantly screaming in their face everyday. It's a surprise that they aren't all deaf.

       I quietly stacked records in the back of the station, picking through names and faces of singers long forgotten, retro legendary rock bands thrown to the bottom of the pile. All who haven't been played on 86.7 in at least 20 years. At least. Brandon, the DJ, was scrolling through tracks on his computer, searching for the latest mainstream song. As he was doing this, he announced the winners of our latest ticket contest and this week they just happened to be tickets and back stage passes to none other than a One Direction concert. I stopped what I was doing to listen to this. Reactions from the fans when they come on the phone was usually pretty interesting. Especially when they faint out of excitement and you can hear their phone hit the floor. Gosh, I really am a terrible person. Honestly, it's just a concert. It's not like you're winning the lottery. Although, when it comes to this band, it might be even better for some girls. 

       I roll my eyes, thinking of the dramatic response we'll get out of some "lucky" girl this time. Brandon started to speak, so I cleared my busy mind and listened. "Now, the lucky winner to meet this scrumptious band," (sometimes I question Brandon's sexuality), "is none other than our very own Miss Chastity Tourmine!" I waited to hear the scream of some crazed teenager or preteen, but then I thought about what exactly it was that I just heard come out of Brandon's mouth. That was my name. I'm Chastity Tourmine! What? I mean, all employees names are automatically entered in all contests, but the chances were so slim of me ACTUALLY getting it. I just stood there motionless, peering at Brandon with a look of question on my face. 'Come here,' he mouthed, gesturing toward himself and addressing me with an excited look. 

       I rolled my eyes, trudging over and stepping into the booth. "Now, I've got Chastity right here next to me," he said, plugging the microphone that I was meant to speak into the broadcaster. "What do you have to say about this exciting win?" he asked, handing me the microphone. "Uhm, it's cool, I guess," I replied half-heartedly, bringing it to my lips. I could feel the burn of the hateful thoughts from all the dedicated fans who wanted this so badly and then heard it being given to someone who didn't even want it. I would hate myself too if I was in their place. Thinking about this, I added, "but I KNOW it's absolutely smashing!" Brandon gave me a nod of approval. He was probably thinking the same thing that I was, and he already knew that One Direction definitely wasn't my favourite. This backstage meeting was going to be interesting.


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