Dreams Aren't Always True

Kassidy Payne. No, not Liam's sister, knew that she shouldn't have fallen for him. She just knew it. But the heart breaker, player and flirt just had to steal one more heart. And she never saw what was coming. Does Kassidy fall for Harry even though she knows how much of a flirt he is? And does she fall for him even though she has always had hatred towards him? Read to find out Kassidy and Harry's fate, love or hate.


2. Chapter 2: Do I like her?

So I am really new to this. I wrote another one but It was getting out of control. Would you guys mind reading and commenting and voting? It would mean sooo much!! 



Harry’s POV


Ugh. *sigh* 

Well, today is the day that me and the lads go to Daniel Scott for an in school concert. It will be great to see new people, kids my age. I actually can’t wait! Maybe I would find that special girl, the one to spend the rest of my day with. 

I quickly undressed to take a shower to start my adventurous day, when Zayn hopped in right before me. 

“Ughh! Zayn! I need to take a shower!” I yelled at him.

“You snooze you loose,” he replied, chuckling.

“Fine, I took a shower yesterday anyway. So I pulled up my chinos, and pulled over my head a white shirt, my newest favorite. And to finish it i put some name brand pumps on. Fantastic. 

We decided to drive my car to the school, and I was the designated driver, which is quite unusual, since I am always the one getting drunk. Yeah buddy.

We pulled up to the school and since the lot was practically full, we had to go around bac. Probably best that way anyway. 

As the crew and the rest of the band set up, I ran to Lou and started talking to him about possibly finding a girlfriend. He had a beautiful girlfriend and just a few days ago it was their 1 year anniversary. I just love love.

“Alright guys. 5 minutes.”

I left Louis’s side and ran to my position. Liam was trying to say something to me, but I was blocking it out, thinking yet again of finding my true love.  

An announcer came on and said, “...and now we present One Direction!”

The curtains opened and we started to sing What Makes You Beautiful. Everything was going pretty smoothly, besides when Liam almost slipped and Niall laughed at him.

It was the final song, Little Things. This song always got me a bit choked up. I sang it so passionately, so truthfully. It was honestly my favorite song. The song ended and the curtains closed. Me and the lads decided to talk to the fans, girls and boys. When suddenly, this beautiful girl caught my eyes.

As she walked by, I gave her a wink and she quickly blushed. She was driving me crazy! I just wanted to see her and be with her every day of my life.

So I had the wonderful, amazing idea of coming to school here. I had to tell the boys, like pronto.

They were talking to each other as I walked over to them, and I caught a little part of their conversation.

“I have to admit, lads, I miss school a little. Seeing all those people there together, it reminded me what it’s like,” Niall said.

"Hey guys, I have something I would like to declare," I said. They looked at me curiously, pausing their own conversation momentarily. 

"What is it?" Lou and the others asked.

"Can we, um pretty, pretty please come to school here?" I practically shouted. I couldn’t stop myself from asking. They’d set me up perfectly with their conversation. Plus, I totally agreed with them. You never like school while you’re there, but eventually you start to miss it. Sure, the drama is petty and not all the kids are nice, but it still becomes a part of you, which is why I decided to take the chance and ask them.

Lou instantly knew what was going on. "Who's the girl, Haz?" he said, cheekily.

Best case scenario: they agree and are all for it. Worst case: they laugh at me and never let it go.

"Well, there is this girl who is gorgeous. Absolutely beautiful.  And I just want to get to know her. She isn't like the others, where I want her, use her, and then I leave her. It seems like she is the one. I know how crazy it sounds, I really do, but I don’t think I can let this go."

The boys thought about it a bit, and decided that they wouldn’t mind going back to school. We knew it would be a long shot with management, but we said we’d try. Niall was the one who made the call, and the rest of us listened from our end, trying to pick up on what was happening. 

“I know it sounds crazy... That doesn’t mean... Just hear us out, okay? Thank you. We’re finished recording, and our tour doesn’t start till the summer, so all we’re doing now is awards shows. Plus, I highly doubt that you’ll deny that a little education might be good for us. We need a break from all this, and I think this could do it for us. We’ll keep ourselves grounded, I promise... We’ll be good... No, I get that, but not all our fans will burn the school down or anything like that. Please?”

We went to get a few waters while Niall finished talking. By the time we got back, he was looking down at him phone sadly. He heard us walk in and shook his head slowly.

“I’m sorry lads, but it looks as though we have some books to buy,” he said, his voice getting more excited as he talked. He smiled triumphantly, both from convincing management, and knowing that he’d tricked us.

We went into the office, figuring we probably should have found out if it was possible BEFORE we called management. We didn’t really think they’d refuse us, but you never know. The woman standing behind the desk looked at us curiously.

“What are you still doing here, lads? I figured you’d be gone by now. Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Actually,” I replied, shooting her a dimpled smile. “There is. We were wondering if we could speak with the headmaster here.”

She looked taken aback, but nodded. “I’ll go let him know.” She came back a few minutes later and gestured for us to follow her. She shut the door behind herself after she lead us into the office.

We talked to the headmaster for about an hour, explaining to him that we missed school and thought it could benefit us. (We conveniently left out the part about the girl.) He seemed open to it, as long as we promised not to cause any trouble. We assured him that we wouldn’t, and that was that. We each shook his hand on the way out and said our thank yous. 

We walked out of the school, and the rest of the day was great, all because I was going to get to know my mystery girl.


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