Pregnant 101 With Harry

18 Year old Kat Monroe has a perfect life as a model. Her mother is a professional actress and her father is in the music business. Kat hates One Direction. She doesn't like their music at all. But when Kat's father becomes One Direction's new manager, her life turns completely around. It may be every girls dream to have the hottest boyband around them every minute of the day, but it's not exactly Kat's dream. And that's not the only crazy thing that happens to her. Kat falls in love with the british heartthrob, Harry Styles. But one night when she was alone with Harry, her life turned into a living nightmare. Harry got Kat pregnant.

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3. Confessions

Kat's P.O.V

When I woke up in the morning, I saw that I fell off the bed. I picked myself up off the floor and looked in the mirror. Eew. I had mascara marks going down my cheeks. Was I crying in my sleep? Why? My hair was a mess. I didn't have a brush, wow, just perfect. Great, if I go out in public looking like this, poparazzi will have pretty weird pictures of me. I decided to be quick and sneeky. I'll just walk on the beach, unseen again. I slipped out of my hotel room door, dropped the room keys off at the front desk, and bam! I'm out. I quickly ran to the beach and ran home. I did not want people to see me like this. I ran until I saw two figures walking towards me. They were a couple yards away from me, so I ran into the bushes that were off the shore. I popped out of the bushes and saw that it was Curly and............MIKAYLA!? They were holding hands, walking down the beach. What the hell?! Did Curly really just do that to me? I thought he loved me. But I guess not. I guess he just played me when we were on the porch. What a fucking jerk. When they were far ahead, I went back on the shore and continued to walk. On the way, I thought about what Curly said to me. FLASHBACK: "Well, tell me what I need to change about me to get you to desparetly want me?" He said. Those words haunted me for the rest of walk back home.

Once I reached the house, I ran into my room without anyone seeing me. Then back door wasn't locked, how stupid. Does anyone know how to lock a door in this house. I quietly shut my door and sat on my bed. I cried and cried. I couldn't believe Curly did that to me. Why? Why was he holding hands with Mikayla? I kinda made sense a little, though. Mikayla loved him first. That's that. I'll just have to deal with them as a couple. Curly was in One Direction, and I hate One Direction. Or do I? I'm screwing myself up now. I grabbed my laptop from my desk and went online. I searched 'Kat Monroe' to see if any of the poparazzi got any embarrasing pictures of me walking on the beach this morning. But instead, I found something worse then that. There were pictures of Curly and Mikayla making out from last night, on my porch. So poparazzi were taking pictures of Curly and I. I almost started to cry. But I forced myself to stay strong. There was a site that had a topic called 'Kat Monroe and Harry Styles liplocking'. Jerk offs. That was Curly's real name? Harry Styles. Harry. Styles. Interesting. Well, I hope Harry knows that I'm never gonna talk to him ever again. What he did was the most stupidest thing ever. I just wanted to punch him in the face.

Moments later, Eleanor came in.

"Hey." She said sadly.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You made-out with Harry Styles last night!" She said.

"Well, sorry." I said.

"Don't be! This is great! Have you heard the talk of the town? It's nothing but you and Harry, everyone's talking about!" Eleanor said.

"Well, they won't be seeing us together anymore." I said, continuing to look at my laptop.

"What? Why?" She asked.

"Because Mikayla saw us!" I yelled.

Eleanor looked at me.

"Oooo. That's not good," She said and looked at the floor.

"You guys looked perfect together, though!" Eleanor said.

"Yeah, but he's a singer and I'm a model. Not the same." I said.

"So, that's what makes you more popular! If you date Harry, then that means you'll be dating the hottest guy in the world. And if Harry dates you, then that means hes dating a model which is the most super popular kind of people to date. If you date a model, then your basically fricken untouchable." She explained.

"Well, me and Harry. Na-uh. He can find another stupid fool to trick." I said and shook my head in diagreement.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Eleanor!" I yelled and got up from my bed.

"HE FRIGGING PLAYED ME LAST NIGHT AND IF HE DOES IT AGAIN, I SWEAR I WILL MURDER THAT IDIOT!" I yelled.

She looked at me. Like she was sorry for what she asked.

"Kat, I-I'm sorry." She said and looked down.

I walked towards her and put my right hand a her shoulder.

"It's fine El. It's just that me and Harry aren't mean't to be," I said.

"He's in a band I hate so that's another reason and don't forget that Mikayla loved him first." I said.

Eleanor finally looked up at me.

"You love him?" She asked like I was stupid.

I closed my eyes.

"Uuuh. Yes." I said.

I opened my eyes and Eleanor was smiling big. Teasing me. That little goofball always knows how to make me laugh and smile. That's another reason why we're best-friends. The only thing I know now, is that Harry & I are never going to be together. And I mean never, I hope.

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