Story of My Love Life

Chelsea is just your average girl. She is smart, funny, and a complete dork. But, when a special, curly-haired new kid catches her attention, she is nuts. An upcoming project brings Chelsea one step closer to love, and a special someone. Will they love each other, even through fame and fortune?


33. The Paps

Chelsea's P.O.V.


Usually dinner with the boys means someplace fancy. I don't want to overdo it just in case it's not. I showered and put on my navy blue skinny jeans and a purple shirt with ruffles. I curled my hair at the tips, and put on a little bit of makeup. 

I waited for Harry to come. I was checking Instagram. I gained 96k followers. Not bad. I was tagged in a photo taken by Harry. It was when we were bowling, and I slipped on the floor. The picture was of me on the ground with a big smile on my face. I have to admit: I look really pretty. The caption read @harrystyles: Make sure you're balanced before you let go of the ball! ;) @chelseaparkerrr Luv ya! xx #bowlstagram

He is so cute! I was laughing when the doorbell rang. I opened it to find a nicely dressed Harry. He smiled at me. "What's so funny?" I just giggled some more as we got into the car. 


Harry's P.O.V.


She was laughing at something. It must've obviously been really funny if she's still laughing at it. It was cute to see her laugh, her priceless smile shining. "What is so funny?" I repeated. She pulled up a picture. It was my post on Instagram, where she is laughing on the ground after she slipped when we were bowling.

I chuckled as I saw it. It was hilarious when it happened. Good times.

We pulled up to the restaurant, and I'm guessing the boys were already there because of the huge paparazzi swarm outside the place. Before we got out, I said "Just look down. If you're scared, squeeze my hand, 'kay?" She just nodded, and I got out first. 

As soon as I opened her door, flashes were everywhere. I felt bad for Chels because she looked pretty scared. I just held onto her hand as we tried to walk forward. 

She was squeezing my hand really hard. I could see the nervousness in her eyes. "Hey, just look at me or look down. There's nothing to be scared of." Her grip loosened a bit. 


Chelsea's P.O.V.


I was scared for my life. There were so many people swarming us, trying to get pictures and ask questions. Harry was trying to calm me, but it wasn't really working. This was my first time out with him, other than when we went bowling. But that time, we weren't noticed. This time is different.

The paparazzi was getting aggressive. I thought we were safe, when all of a sudden, one guy pulls my arm back. It was so strong that I lost grip of Harry. "Chelsea!" I heard Harry scream my name over and over, but I couldn't find him. All these flashes and screaming voices made it so hard to even stand up. 

Before I could even say anything, I blacked out.

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