A Different Kind Of Love

Harry and Rose both despise one another after that unforgettable night at the club but when they both begin to fall for one another will everything work out? After all they do share a different kind of love...

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1. Prologue

Hellooo! This is my first ever fanfic on here, it's going to be a Harry one! This is story is obviously Harry and he's famous but the way he acts is not how i actually think of him. I love him lots and this is just made up (obviously) so yeah enjoy and don't forget to follow/comment/like and favourite!

 

 

Prologue 

 

“Which dress?” I ask my best friend Lucie.

“Black one, definitely.” She replies, I nod and place the other dress back into my wardrobe before stalking off to the bathroom to change into my dress for tonight. Me, Lucie and the cast were celebrating the release of our new film ‘True Love.’

“Are you ready to go? It’s almost half 8.” I hear Lucie ask as she knocked on the bathroom door, I finished touching up my mascara and opened the door.

“Let’s go!” I grin, I grab my bag and phone and follow Lucie downstairs to the taxi which was already waiting outside to pick us up to take us to the club.

When we arrived outside of the club there were swarms of paparazzi trying to get a glimpse of us as we made our way inside. I grabbed a hold of Lucie’s hand as the security led us inside to make sure she didn’t get lost in the crowds of fans and paparazzi.

The minute we enter the club we are handed drinks and I hear voices shouting my name, looking up I see the crew sat around a table in the VIP section. Me and Lucie walk over to them and take a seat at one of the many tables.

“You ready to celebrate?” Chris, the director of the film asks me with a grin on his face.

“Of course.” I reply with a smirk on my face as I take a sip of my drink.

********

“Lucie you coming to get a drink?” I ask Lucie after downing yet another drink. She shakes her head before going back to Sam, a friend of Daniel, another main character in the film.

I stand from my seat, pulling my dress down at the bottom before making my way over to the bar, I felt slightly dizzy but I didn’t care.

“Sex on the beach please.” I tell the barman after he asks what I wanted, he nods his head and turns around to make the drink.

“I would happily give you that.” I hear a voice from my side, I turn my head to see a curly haired boy with a smirk on his face, he took a gulp of his drink but didn’t take his eyes from mine. Harry Styles.

“In your dreams lover boy.” I roll my eyes at him and turn away from him.

“You’re a feisty one I see.” He says, wrapping his arm around my waist. I wriggle out of his grip and turn to him.

“Look I don’t know what you’re ideas are but you can keep me out of them.” I spit.

“That won’t be possible, I’m Harry Styles I get what I want.” He smirks.

“Not this time.” I tell him before grabbing my drink and turning away from him. I sigh in relief as I sit down at the table again, finally away from him.

“You okay?” Chris asks.

“Yep.” I tell him with a smile.

*******

“Let’s dance!” Lucie says giddily, gripping onto my hand as she stands up. I roll my eyes but stand anyway and we make our way over to the dance floor, pushing our way through multiple sweaty bodies until we find a space and begin dancing around together.

After a few songs I lose Lucie to Sam, they’d be cute together, I think to myself. I continue dancing, not caring what other people think of me and soon feel someones hands on my hips from behind. I grind against him for the remainder of the song, enjoying myself for once and letting all of my stress go.

“You’re so hot when you’re dancing.” The boy says into my ear, I instantly recognise the voice and turn around to face him.

“Will you ever leave me alone?!” I groan, slapping his hands away from my waist.

“That’s what you want so no.” He says, although the music was loud I could still hear him.

“What do you even want with me?” I ask in annoyance. I’m sick of boys thinking they can get what they want from me and this time I wasn’t allowing it.

He doesn’t reply instead he runs his tongue over his bottom lip, eyeing my body up and down as he did so. I roll my eyes and turn away from him to make my way over to the table again but he grabs hold of my wrist forcing me to turn around.

“Let me buy you a drink.” He insists.

“No.” I say firmly, shaking my hand from his grip but he grabs it again.

“Please.” He begs, I roll my eyes yet again.

“Fine.” I groan, one drink and then he’d leave me alone.

He leads me over to the bar and orders me a drink which I hadn’t heard of before.

“So what are you doing here? I thought you’d go to a club in Hollywood, not London.” He asks as we take a seat on the bar stools, what’s with his change in mood?

“I’ve been shooting my new film here, we’re celebrating.” Well supposed to be I think to myself.

“I’ll show you celebrating.” He smirks, really? He had to go and act like a dick again didn’t he?

“I like it when you roll your eyes.” He tells me, handing me my drink which I take a sip of straight away, it was good.

“They we’re right when they described you as the flirt.” I mutter against the rim of the glass before taking another drink.

“What did you just say?” He asks with a smirk on his lips but I shake my head telling him I didn’t say anything. “Whatever you say.” He says taking a gulp of his own drink.

 

******

“So where are you going tonight?” Harry slurs, we had been sat here talking for at least 2 hours now and we were both drunk.

“Back to my hotel.” I tell him.

“Well my house is free…” He begins but I shake my head.

“No, I’m not going back to yours.” I say before he gets any further idea’s.

“Oh c’mon you need to let loose and have a bit of fun.” He rolls his eyes at me.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask him raising my eyebrows.

“You’re so uptight and bitchy, you need to have some fun every once in a while.” His words anger me.

“No I am not! You’re just a twat who wants every girl he lays his eyes on!” I argue in annoyance.

Instead of arguing back he slams his lips onto mine and begins to kiss me, I want to push him away but I can’t…

“If you’re not so uptight then come back to mine tonight.” He whispers against my lips.

“Fine.” I say as we pull away causing him to smirk at me.

“Come on then.” He says grabbing my hand and leading me out of the club.

I didn’t realise when we walked outside there would be paparazzi taking pictures of us and I didn’t realise my hand was still in Harry’s.

He pulled me through the crowds of fans and paparazzi as they shot questions at us.

“Are you dating Rose, Harry?”

“Rose is Harry the lucky man?”

“Are you two engaged?!”

Engaged? Seriously?!

Instead of arguing back I lower my head so I’m looking at the floor and keep my mouth shut as we walk to Harry’s car.

“HARRY KISS HER.” I hear one pap ask, no way am I kissing Harry, we aren’t even together and holding hands was already going to give the media a good story but Harry doesn’t agree with that because for the second time tonight his lips were on mine…

Little did I know that night would change my life completely. 

“Which dress?” I ask my best friend Lucie.

“Black one, definitely.” She replies, I nod and place the other dress back into my wardrobe before stalking off to the bathroom to change into my dress for tonight. Me, Lucie and the cast were celebrating the release of our new film ‘True Love.’

“Are you ready to go? It’s almost half 8.” I hear Lucie ask as she knocked on the bathroom door, I finished touching up my mascara and opened the door.

“Let’s go!” I grin, I grab my bag and phone and follow Lucie downstairs to the taxi which was already waiting outside to pick us up to take us to the club.

When we arrived outside of the club there were swarms of paparazzi trying to get a glimpse of us as we made our way inside. I grabbed a hold of Lucie’s hand as the security led us inside to make sure she didn’t get lost in the crowds of fans and paparazzi.

The minute we enter the club we are handed drinks and I hear voices shouting my name, looking up I see the crew sat around a table in the VIP section. Me and Lucie walk over to them and take a seat at one of the many tables.

“You ready to celebrate?” Chris, the director of the film asks me with a grin on his face.

“Of course.” I reply with a smirk on my face as I take a sip of my drink.

********

“Lucie you coming to get a drink?” I ask Lucie after downing yet another drink. She shakes her head before going back to Sam, a friend of Daniel, another main character in the film.

I stand from my seat, pulling my dress down at the bottom before making my way over to the bar, I felt slightly dizzy but I didn’t care.

“Sex on the beach please.” I tell the barman after he asks what I wanted, he nods his head and turns around to make the drink.

“I would happily give you that.” I hear a voice from my side, I turn my head to see a curly haired boy with a smirk on his face, he took a gulp of his drink but didn’t take his eyes from mine. Harry Styles.

“In your dreams lover boy.” I roll my eyes at him and turn away from him.

“You’re a feisty one I see.” He says, wrapping his arm around my waist. I wriggle out of his grip and turn to him.

“Look I don’t know what you’re ideas are but you can keep me out of them.” I spit.

“That won’t be possible, I’m Harry Styles I get what I want.” He smirks.

“Not this time.” I tell him before grabbing my drink and turning away from him. I sigh in relief as I sit down at the table again, finally away from him.

“You okay?” Chris asks.

“Yep.” I tell him with a smile.

*******

“Let’s dance!” Lucie says giddily, gripping onto my hand as she stands up. I roll my eyes but stand anyway and we make our way over to the dance floor, pushing our way through multiple sweaty bodies until we find a space and begin dancing around together.

After a few songs I lose Lucie to Sam, they’d be cute together, I think to myself. I continue dancing, not caring what other people think of me and soon feel someones hands on my hips from behind. I grind against him for the remainder of the song, enjoying myself for once and letting all of my stress go.

“You’re so hot when you’re dancing.” The boy says into my ear, I instantly recognise the voice and turn around to face him.

“Will you ever leave me alone?!” I groan, slapping his hands away from my waist.

“That’s what you want so no.” He says, although the music was loud I could still hear him.

“What do you even want with me?” I ask in annoyance. I’m sick of boys thinking they can get what they want from me and this time I wasn’t allowing it.

He doesn’t reply instead he runs his tongue over his bottom lip, eyeing my body up and down as he did so. I roll my eyes and turn away from him to make my way over to the table again but he grabs hold of my wrist forcing me to turn around.

“Let me buy you a drink.” He insists.

“No.” I say firmly, shaking my hand from his grip but he grabs it again.

“Please.” He begs, I roll my eyes yet again.

“Fine.” I groan, one drink and then he’d leave me alone.

He leads me over to the bar and orders me a drink which I hadn’t heard of before.

“So what are you doing here? I thought you’d go to a club in Hollywood, not London.” He asks as we take a seat on the bar stools, what’s with his change in mood?

“I’ve been shooting my new film here, we’re celebrating.” Well supposed to be I think to myself.

“I’ll show you celebrating.” He smirks, really? He had to go and act like a dick again didn’t he?

“I like it when you roll your eyes.” He tells me, handing me my drink which I take a sip of straight away, it was good.

“They we’re right when they described you as the flirt.” I mutter against the rim of the glass before taking another drink.

“What did you just say?” He asks with a smirk on his lips but I shake my head telling him I didn’t say anything. “Whatever you say.” He says taking a gulp of his own drink.

 

******

“So where are you going tonight?” Harry slurs, we had been sat here talking for at least 2 hours now and we were both drunk.

“Back to my hotel.” I tell him.

“Well my house is free…” He begins but I shake my head.

“No, I’m not going back to yours.” I say before he gets any further idea’s.

“Oh c’mon you need to let loose and have a bit of fun.” He rolls his eyes at me.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask him raising my eyebrows.

“You’re so uptight and bitchy, you need to have some fun every once in a while.” His words anger me.

“No I am not! You’re just a twat who wants every girl he lays his eyes on!” I argue in annoyance.

Instead of arguing back he slams his lips onto mine and begins to kiss me, I want to push him away but I can’t…

“If you’re not so uptight then come back to mine tonight.” He whispers against my lips.

“Fine.” I say as we pull away causing him to smirk at me.

“Come on then.” He says grabbing my hand and leading me out of the club.

I didn’t realise when we walked outside there would be paparazzi taking pictures of us and I didn’t realise my hand was still in Harry’s.

He pulled me through the crowds of fans and paparazzi as they shot questions at us.

“Are you dating Rose, Harry?”

“Rose is Harry the lucky man?”

“Are you two engaged?!”

Engaged? Seriously?!

Instead of arguing back I lower my head so I’m looking at the floor and keep my mouth shut as we walk to Harry’s car.

“HARRY KISS HER.” I hear one pap ask, no way am I kissing Harry, we aren’t even together and holding hands was already going to give the media a good story but Harry doesn’t agree with that because for the second time tonight his lips were on mine…

Little did I know that night would change my life completely. 

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