A Place to Stay

I said goodbye to my Dad today, he's off to New York again. I'm eighteen so I can look after myself now. I thought I would be alone for three weeks until Harry Styles from One Direction came to my front door asking for a place to stay . . .


2. The Plan

"What school did you go to?" I asked him casually, trying my best to keep the conversation going. I don't want him running home out of boredom because I'm terrible at a socialising. 

"The only one in Holmes Chapel." He replied, raising his eyebrows as if I was some stupid idiot who lived under a rock. 

"There are other schools in England y'know." I replied defensively. "We probably went to the same school, I don't remember you." 

Harry let out a small chuckle. "I remember you, I had a small crush on you when I was fifteen." I blushed and looked down. It took guts to admit you liked someone, whenever someone admits stuff like that to me I blush like an idiot. 

"Why didn't you ever talk to me?" I asked him, I was starting to remember him vaguely. He was a player and his relationships never lasted. Apparently he lost his virginity to some slag when he was fifteen, anyway it is most likely a rumour. 

"I didn't have the guts, and I was kinda dating Sara." He replied with a sigh.

"You had a crush on me while you was with someone else?" I said in shock, looking at him with eyebrows raised. 

"I only went out with Sara because she wouldn't stop following me around like a puppy." He replied defensively. Maybe he was trying to impress me somehow, or he was just trying to sound like a good guy not the player everyone sees him as. 

"Excuses, excuses." I murmured under my breath, I picked up my phone that I left on the side to see text messages from my ex, Brad. "Ugh, why won't he leave me alone? I don't want to go back out with him!" 

"Who?" Harry asked curiously, looking over my shoulder, his breath tickling my neck. 

"My ex, Brad. We broke up two weeks ago and he has been non-stop texting me, he wants to go back out. I have completely moved on and he hasn't, he cheated on me." I explained, turning to face Harry. My face very close to his. 

"Why don't you get another boyfriend? Then he will see you have moved on, lie if you have to." Harry suggested with an evilish grin on his face. 

"'Cause then I would be using them and I can't lie to Brad either." I replied even though he had a point. 

"I have an ex that can't get over me too, how about we date each other for a few weeks?" He asked me. I smiled and nodded.

"Great idea!" I said giving him a hug. 

"So now we have to make it public, good thing we can say we knew each other from school so it doesn't seem like your dating me for who I am and I'm not dating some random stranger." He added. I nodded and accepted his friend request and within five minutes we were in a relationship on Facebook and he had announced it on Twitter. We both agreed to keep it a secret that it's all fake, we agreed not to tell our parents either. 

I looked at Harry worriedly. "What happens if someone guesses it? What about the rest of One Direction?" I asked. 

"We act like we're a couple. Hold hands, kiss." He replied. I nodded. 

"How long will it last for?" I asked. 

"A month or two." He replied. "Gives our exes time to get over us." 

At the end of the day I had the spare room set up for Harry and he promised he would go home first thing in the morning. We also agreed on going shopping to make it as public as possible. 

I didn't sleep much that night, I hated that I was lying to everyone. Even my own parents. I also have to try my best not to fall for Harry either, he is good looking so it's definitely gonna be a challenge. In the morning the following day Harry was gone, earlier than I expected. 

I walked into the kitchen to get some toast to find a note on the side. I unfolded the shabby piece of paper that had been torn out of a note pad. 


Thanks for letting me stay. I couldn't sleep so I left before it was light. Thanks again, for everything. See you at lunch. 



I folded the piece of paper again and ran upstairs to place it in my drawer. I ran downstairs again and made some toast. I ate the toast quickly and ran upstairs to take a shower and get ready for lunch with Harry. I had to look nice, right? I didn't want everyone to think Harry was desperate and I was some desperate fan either. I looked at my phone to see Harry had text me, he must have put his number in my phone and sent a text to himself as the first text was 'Hey' and it was sent from me. 

'See you in an hour ;) x' I looked at the clock to see it was half eleven and he had sent me the message half an hour ago. I got my bag ready with my purse and phone and made sure I wasn't forgetting anything important. I grabbed a jacket and put on my shoes. At twelve, exactly, Harry was here. I opened the door and locked it behind me. 

"Hi." Harry whispered in my ear as he pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheek. 

"Hey." I replied. I smiled at him and blushed. 

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