University Of London (BEING EDITED)

Harry’s P.O.V
I woke up and got dressed. Maddie is coming round at 12 and it’s already 11. I went and made myself some breakfast and sat in front of the TV eating it. Then I heard the doorbell. I opened the door and saw Maddie standing there. She looks gorgeous.
“Hey, come in!” I said. She’s wearing all pink today and has her hair curled, it suits her. “You look amazing by the way.” I complimented her.
“Thanks,” she smiled.
“Do you want to go out somewhere?” I asked her.
“Yeah okay, where do you want to go?”
“Starbucks,” I grinned. She laughed.
“I’ll just go get my bag.” She ran off towards her apartment. She came back clutching her purse.
“Ready?” I asked.
“Yeah let’s go.” We walked downstairs to my car.
“So Maddie, do you drive?”
“Yeah I do but my car is in California. I meant to go looking for one but my friends been working.” She answered.
“Do you want me to take you?”
“Okay, if that’s alright with you.”
“Yeah its fine, I don’t need to get back. Do you still want to go to Starbucks?”
“I don’t mind.” She replied.
“Well we’ll go straight to the car place then, any particular type of car you want?” She thought for a while.
“Urmm… A Mercedes.” She said. Wow she had style.
“A Mercedes it is then.” We drove to the Mercedes showroom. She walked straight over to a dark blue convertible.
“I want this one. How much is it?” She asked the manager.
“£39,000” There’s no way she can afford that.
“I’ll take it.” I stood there with my mouth open. “Shut your mouth Harry, you’re catching flies.” She laughed, sauntering past me.
“How can you afford that?” I asked trailing after her, still amazed.
“I’ve got quite a bit of money.” She said in her cute American accent.
“No kidding!” I said in a voice that made us both laugh. She paid and got the keys to the car.
“I’ll see you back at the apartment Harry, come round mine, kay?” She said getting into her new car.
“Okay, see you in a bit.” I thought about how she was going to get back but then I remembered she has a built in satnav in her car. She has a better car than me now, that isn’t acceptable! I got back to the apartment and saw her car parked outside. I went straight upstairs to her apartment. When she opened the door I got straight to the point and said, “So, how do you have so much money?” making her laugh.
“Because I was a model in California and my dad’s a successful producer/director.” Oh now I understand. We went and sat on the couch.
“How come you didn’t tell me you were a model?” She looked down.
“Because I didn’t want you to know, I thought if you knew you’d like me for being a model and not a normal girl.” I brought her head back up so she was looking at me.
“Maddie, I like you whether you’re a model or not. Trust me I know how it feels. I don’t want to tell you my job either to be honest.” Oh crap, I just dropped myself in it.
“Spill,” she looked so serious.
“Don’t hate me? Or change your opinion of me? Please.”
“I won’t Harry, just tell me.” I paused for a second.
“I’m in a boyband.” I said quietly.
“What? Why didn’t you tell me Harry!” she shouted. She’s really annoyed.
“I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to judge me or just like me because I’m famous.” I told her.
“I’m not going to judge you, I’ve gotten to know you now, to be honest if you would have told me that yesterday when you knocked on my door I would never have invited you in, I hate boy bands. But you’re not like a member of a boy band, or how I’d imagine one to be anyway.” She confessed.
“That’s good because I really like you and I want us to be good friends.” I said.
“So, Louis is in this boy band? Who else?” She asked seeming interested.
“Yeah he is, the others live in the apartment next to me and Louis. Niall, Liam and Zayn,”
“Oh right. What boy band are you in then? You said you’re famous but I’ve never heard of you, well I probably have I just don’t know it.” She said and I laughed.
“I’m in One Direction.” She gasped.
“You’re the ones my best friend loves! And she doesn’t know you live here?” I laughed again.
“Yeah probably and nope, none of our fans do.”
“Oh right. Well I won’t judge any of you. You’re not like every other boy band.” She smiled and I grinned, reassured.
“Thank you but you can’t tell your friend about us. We can’t risk people knowing we live here.”
“I won’t, don’t worry. I’m not stupid.” I hugged her and she hugged me back.
“How do you feel about being best friends?” I asked her hoping she wouldn’t get freaked out. It sounded more like a question a four year old would ask, hoping to make friends and it made me internally roll my eyes.
“I’d love to Harry.” She smiled at me.
“Yay!” I shouted, overexcitedly. Now I really do feel like a four year old.
“Calm down,” she laughed at me.
“Sorry, I can’t help it. Do you want to meet the other guys?” She thought for a moment.
“Go on then, I’m sure I’ll be spending a lot of time with them.” She laughed. I took her to Niall, Liam and Zayn’s apartment and opened the door. None of us knock, we just walk in. Maddie followed behind me into the apartment.
“Hi Harry,” Niall said as I opened the door. Everyone else was already there including Danielle, Liam’s girlfriend.
“Guys, I want you to meet Maddie.” I said.
“Hi Maddie!” They all said, loudly.
“Hi,” she went quiet and shy. I introduced her to the boys and Dani and she sat next to her and started to talk. Liam and I walked into the kitchen.
“So she knows we’re in a band?” Liam asked.
“Yeah, and she doesn’t care. She’s not a fan so it doesn’t matter and she said she isn’t going to tell anyone. She didn’t even know who we were as such, but her friend does.” He looked at me.
“That’s good, but her friend is going to find out who she’s been hanging out with sooner or later.” He’s always so sensible.
“Yeah I know but I really like her.” He smiled and walked out.
“I’m going to go home guys sorry, I’m really tired.” I heard Maddie’s voice. She walked into the kitchen. “I’ll see you soon Harry,” she said from the doorway.
“Bye, text me?” She nodded and left. I walked out into the living room.
“She’s really nice!” They said.
“And fit,” Niall muttered.
“Hands off Niall,” He blushed, I don’t think he wanted us to hear.
“What? You’re not dating her!” He defended himself.
“Yeah I know, but she’s my best friend so hands off!” I crushed his wishes, again feeling like a four year old, just a possessive one this time. He huffed and walked off to his room. “I’m gonna go home, see you tomorrow guys.” I told them.
“If you’re not out with your girlfriend,” Louis said.
“She’s not my girlfriend!” I shouted.

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