Mystery Girl

Harry Styles is the guy every girl is after, he’s part of the internationally famous boy band One Direction but Harry is looking to settle down with a girl and kick the rumours that are circling about him. When he sees Isabella Jackson in the crowd of his show he is immediately captivated by her and wants to know all about her. Only problem is she disappears before he even has a chance to meet her or get her name, he only knows her as ‘Mystery Girl’ and he knows she can’t stay that way forever. This is a story about Harry trying to find the love of his life with tears, heartbreak and laughter along the way.


1. Mystery Girl

I threw down the magazine with a huff and wondered how they could write this shit about us when it wasn’t even true.

“Harry come on,” Lou called impatiently. “I called your name several times,”

“Sorry Lou, preoccupied,” I muttered as I stood up, went into the dressing room and allowed her fix up my hair, not that it needed fixing up because I would just mess it up anyway.

“I can tell,” she answered. “What’s got you so thoughtful?”

“The fact that magazines can print shit we didn’t even say or isn’t true,” I told her truthfully and she clicked her tongue irritably, that always pissed Lou off as well.

“Because they feed off of rumours Harry, you should know that by now,” she said. “Now get going and have a great concert,” she gave me a little shove in the direction of the stage where the other lads were waiting.

“You alright tonight Haz?” Liam asked concerned and I nodded.

The concert began and I forgot all about the magazine article as we sang and were the idiots we normally were but one girl caught my attention throughout the whole concert, she had a small smile on her face but she wasn’t screaming and acting crazy like the other girls at our concert.

She had long strawberry blonde hair that was currently braided down her back, her amazing sapphire blue eyes were sparkling with amusement and happiness, her plump pink lips were smiling, she wasn’t incredibly skinny but she wasn’t ‘big’ either, she was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a ‘kiss my sweet behind’ top and a pair of wedges and she looked beautiful.

At the end of the concert I tried to make my way over to her but Paul and the rest of security wouldn’t let me and I was ushered backstage while she slowly filed out of the arena and out of my life.

“Paul!” I whined glaring at him as we went backstage. “I wanted to see that girl,”

“Too bad Harry,” Paul said sternly. “We have to go,”

“You saw a girl?” Louis asked interestedly.

“Mate we see millions of girls every single day and night,” Zayn protested. “How could one stick in your mind?”

“Because she was absolutely gorgeous,” I tried to tell them. “And she didn’t seem like a hard core fan, I wanted to know her name,”

“Harry she’s just one girl out of millions,” Niall sighed running a hand through his hair.

“She could be the one I settle down with Niall,” I snapped frustrated that they don’t see things from my point of view. “She could be the love of my life and she just walked out of this arena without me even knowing her name,”

“Leave him alone guys,” Liam came to my defence. “Harry’s been through enough, it’s time he found the one he was looking for,”

“Yeah, ‘cause dating Taylor Swift was such a good idea,” Louis muttered as he kicked off his shoes and put some fresh ones on; I rolled my eyes and pulled out my phone to tweet a thank-you.

@Harry_Styles: Vegas you were amazing thanks for having us

I attached a picture of the crowd tonight and then decided to send out an extra tweet.

@Harry_Styles: saw the most amazing girl in the crowd tonight but didn’t get to actually meet her. Sapphire blue eyes stay in your head day and night #mysterygirl if that’s you I would love to meet you.

I knew I had probably just started a frenzy and people were going to bombard me with tweets that they were the girl that I had seen but I knew who I saw and I wanted to see her again.

We went back to the hotel and Ashton from the Australian band 5 Seconds of Summer knocked on my door.

“What’s up Ash?” I asked I had become incredibly close with those four boys.

“Mystery girl is trending worldwide Harry, she must be special,” he pushed himself into my room.

“I just wish I knew her name,” I muttered as I sat down. “I’d love to get to know her,”

“You will Harry, you’ll find her trust me,” Ashton smiled and walked out leaving me feeling really confused, was he like a fortune teller?

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