Cinderella and The Prince Of... High School ~ A Harry Styles Love Story

Rose is living a hard life with her mean aunt. She has been hurt a lot of times. She’s strong and brave though, and with her brother, Louis, and friends she manages to stay happy. What will happen when Harry, the famous and charming guy of her dreams, walks in her life? Will love hit them hard or will she be hurt for one more time? Will it be complicated after Rose reveilles Harry, she’s not Betty, the girl with the mask he met at the party, but Rose, Harry’s best friend’s sister?

"Their drinks fell on the floor, and she felt strong arms catching her before she could fall, and when she looked at the tattoos on his left arm, her eyes widened."

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1. Prologue

Rose is living a hard life with her mean aunt. She has been hurt a lot of times. She’s strong and brave though, and with her brother, Louis, and friends she manages to stay happy. What will happen when Harry, the famous and charming guy of her dreams, walks in her life? Will love hit them hard or will she be hurt for one more time? Will it be complicated after Rose reveilles Harry, she’s not Betty, the girl with the mask he met at the party, but Rose, Harry’s best friend’s sister?

"I’m not Rose, I’m your cousin Betty from a village very far away from Doncaster!"
Her rich aunt had taken care of them since that time. But it was not the same. She was mean.
“Louis, Louis, Louis.”
“It’s a costume party!”
She was dressed like Cinderella.
She had worn blue gloves.
A mask covered almost all of her face.
“You will be back at 12 o’ clock. Not a minute later.”
“Thanks you for everything you’ve done so far, aunt Sara” she continued, trying to hide the sarcasm in her voice, “but I won’t let you ruin my night!”
Louis and his gang were very popular in their school. They had a band, and they were all very good looking.
All the gang of Louis were there, and they hugged him; Liam, the tall boy with long brown hair, a black-haired boy, Zayn, and Niall, the blonde Irish boy.
“You can call her Cinderella, if you want!” said Anna.
“Louis, you had never told us you have such a beautiful cousin!”
“Where’s Harry?”
Harry was the one who had a different effect on her.
He was probably every girl’s dream, he wasn’t only her dream boy.
Their drinks fell on the floor, and she felt strong arms catching her before she could fall, and when she looked at the tattoos on his left arm, her eyes widened.
Harry smiled to himself.
He looked in her eyes.
She was gorgeous. Everything on her was. Even her perfume was lovely.
They got lost in each other’s sights. And they both knew. Immediately.
“Betty. My name is Betty.”
“You can call me Cinderella though.”
“I’m dressed like a prince”
Still she felt that spark. She wondered if he felt the same. 
They touched each other lips and kissed gently. The kiss got more hot and passionate.
Her whole life she was hurt again and again. She could let him destroy her, for one more time. 
The bell near the house stroke 12 o’ clock.
“My name is not even Betty, Harry!”
Tears came streaming down her face.
“Damn!”  “She left!”
He was looking his hands, where the glove of the girl was left.
She had this weird effect on him.
He smelled her perfume.
 “I’m gonna find her”

 

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