Just say yes!

I woke up, thinking about the night a week ago. The night I met Harry Styles. It‘s every Directioner‘s dream, the best scenario.

I had thirteen missed calls from… Harry, Harry Styles. He called me thirteen times?

I got up fast and tried to call him.

‚Hey, I just woke up and saw the missed calls.‘- I said with gentle voice.

‚I have to see you now, I‘ll send a car to pick you up.‘- He said fast, without even thinking, and I told him my address.-‚Be ready, it‘ll come in ten minutes.‘

He hung up before I could say something. I was worried because I didn‘t know what to expect. I was happy to see him but the way, he was talking to me, seemed pretty strange.

I changed my clothes and looked out of the window- black Range Rover was waiting for me. I grabbed my jacket and bag and quickly went to the car. The driver didn‘t say a word, he was just driving.

‚We are here!‘- He announced, hit the brakes and pointed the door.

I went out of the car, slowly checking the building in front of me. It was white and somehow frightful. Harry was waiting for me.

‚Hurry up, they shouldn‘t see us.‘- He shouted and held out his hand.

I ran towards him and we both went inside.

‚Where‘s the coffee?‘- I asked and laughed sweetly, because he promised to go out with me.

‚You aren‘t here for a coffee.‘- He replied roughly, looking down.

I was scared and didn‘t know why. The long corridors were endless, my mind was full of thoughts.

‚Why am I here then?‘

He stopped, without saying anything, and pointed at a wooden door. We went inside, where two ladies and a man were waiting. They were seated around a circle table, looking worried.

The man stood up and looked at me.

‚You must be Emma Parker, right?

I nodded. I couldn‘t say a word, I wanted to escape.

He pointed at the chair in front of me, I sat down slowly and turned around to see if Harry was still here.

‚Relax, dear. You did nothing wrong!‘- The unknown woman grabbed my hand but I pulled it back.

‚Then why am I here?‘

She showed me pictures of me… and Harry. That night about a week ago. We are hugging each other.

‚The paparazzi caught you hugging and took pictures. Simple, right? But in two day these pictures will be in every newspaper and magazine.‘- She explained everything.

‚And again: Why am I here?‘

‚You have to tell the media that Harry helped you to carry books in the store. You thanked him with a hug and they caught you at the wrong moment. Are we clear?‘- She quickly changed her tone.

‚You want me to lie?‘- I asked in disbelief.-‚What‘s the problem to tell them that he was hiding from fans?‘

,We don‘t want that, just do a small favor. I don‘t want to be on the first pages with girls right now. "- Harry interjected and touched my shoulder.

,Little favor…Girls?'- I was shocked. Harry, the boy I met a week ago, wasn‘t the same. -,I did too much for you a week ago. '

I left the room in tears, I didn‘t expect this to happen or him to behave this way.

There were reporters and paparazzi outside. I tried to go through them, but they wouldn‘t let me. Harry didn‘t dare to go out, I turned back to see his pitiful sight.

‚Emma, are you dating Harry Styles now?'- A man asked, his voice echoed in my head.

I stopped in place and looked at them all, but they kept taking pictures.

,Don‘t you have your own life? Transforming a small gesture into a sensation! Harry helped me to carry new books in the bookstore, and you decided to make your front page of the newspaper and magazine. Bravo! "- I said, what they told me to say, and got a taxi.

My phone rang, I had a message from Harry.

‚Thank you, I owe you.'

‚You say that very often!‘

He didn‘t stop ringing and sending messages after the „thing“, but I was too disappointed. All the celebrities are the same, there‘s nothing real in their lives.