Over Again

Imagine being an international pop star all your life. Not knowing who to trust. Or not even knowing who's your friend. This is the story of a firl. She's gone through much.
Name: Allison
Nickname: Ale
Stagename: L.A.
Hobby: International popstar
Secret: To be revealed
Love: You'll know soon.
Enjoy !!!!!! :D


21. A little gel. A little love. ♥

She quickly ran over to me and hid behind me. 

He's gonna get me. She told me.

No don't worry I'm here to protect you love. I told her. 

Thanks. She said smiling. Just then Harry came in and saw that Ale was hugging me. He cleared his throat.

Oh hi Harry. She said, but she was still hugging me. 

Hey. He responded. It seemed that he was jelous. 

Someone is jelous. Louis said.

Oh shut up Lou. Harry said.

I think you are. She said leaving my arms and going over to him. Not fair by the way.

Let me fix your hair. 

No you're gonna mees it up.

Harold Edward Styles. I will not mess it up. 

Ugh, fine only this time. She sat him down and got the gel, comb, and blow drier out. We were all talking while she was fixing Harry's hair. I couldn't stop, but look at her. At how concentrated she was. Just perfect. She first blow dried his hair so it went all crazy and bushy like. Then she got the comb out and brushed his hair. It went baxk to it's normal state. Finally she got out the gel and put it on his hair. I had to say, Harry looked better like that. 

Ok now you can see yourself. She told him. Harry got up and went to the bathroom. 

I LOOK SEXY! He said yelled. We all laughed.

Of course you do. I was the one who did your hair. She said matter-of-factly. 

Thanks little cuz. 

Your welcome. Alright now lets go we're gonna be late. She said. We all got out of the house and drove to the restaurant. I have a feeling this is gonna be a great night!

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