Cassidy was on the run from the one who knew her most. It all started when she drove her sister and her friends to the One Direction concert. Little did she know, Cassidy would meet someone who would change her life forever. He befriended her, he loved her, he saved her. His name is Harry Styles.


11. Miles


The girls both disappeared inside. I sank to the ground with my head in my knees. My head shot up to see Harry sitting in front of me.

"It's going to be fine, Cassie. She's just a fan. Some of the fans react like this but I love them anyhow." He rubbed my face with his wrinkly hands. They caressed my face and made me smile. I give myself a little smile.

"I guess so. I need to stop overreacting. Can you do me a favor?" I ask kissing his cheek.

"Anything, anytime." He half smiles. He beamed and shined in the night moon.
"Earlier my friend came over and left this. I don't want it." I open my purse and give him the lipstick tube. He looks at it confused. He tapped it gently.

"Look inside." I say hesitantly. He poured everything out and saw the lighter and the baggie of weed.

"He brought over marijuana?" He said surprised. Harry put everything back in and put it in his pocket. He stood up and helped me up.

"Ill throw this away for you. I should get going; the boys and I are going to Nandos." He said hugging me.

"Bye Harry." I said as he stumbled to his car. I went inside to hear Lucy and my sister gossiping in the den.

"I cant believe you!" Lucy screeched with Lizzy. "He's my age, Lucy! He wouldn't go for a psycho 14 year old!" I spat the truth. I stomp upstairs.



40 mph.... Remember, I told myself. Ive always had a little problem with speed. I heard sirens behind me. I look in my mirror and see they are after me. Shit. I pull over and turn off my music. The officer knocked on my window. I pull it down and put my head back.

"You realized you were doing 60 in a 40 zone, right?" He says coldly. He had an indian accent.

"Im aware. I don't have my identification, but im sure you realized im Harry Styles from One Direction." I say assuringly. He rolls his eyes and beds down to my level.

"Its still my job. Step out the car, sir." He says dumbly. I sigh and put my hands against the car. He checks me and touches my pocket where the lipstick tube was located.

"Whats in this, Mr. Styles?" He says sarcastically. He dumps out the drug and the lighter.

"You are under arrest for being in possession of an illegal drug." He says snapping the handcuffs on my wrists. I feel it cutting into my circulation. He threw me into the back of his car and drove to the station.

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