Headmaster Styles
The Big Night
That red carpet has to be felt to be believed.
April 2, 2012
The Red Carpet
The pumps that Harry bought for me fit me perfectly, and I felt taller as I walked hand in hand with him down towards the Red Carpet.
“I never mentioned how beautiful you look in that dress, Miss Greene.” He whispered in my ear and chill bumps rose on my shoulders.
“You don’t look too bad yourself, Styles.” I smirked he leaned over and kissed my jaw. What I picked for him to wear was a pair of black dress pants, but he insisted on his black skinnies. He wore his boots, and I picked for him to wear a dark blue button-up, it was the color of my dress, and he put on his black leather coat.
He looked to die for.
“Thanks babe.” He muttered, kissing my hand.
As soon as we walked up to entrance, I saw celebrities everywhere. Flashing cameras, people posing in ridiculous stances. Welcome to the celebrity world, Anastasia.
“Name?” A man sharply dressed in white with an earpiece on his ear stood in front of us. “I need to know your name.”
“Harry Styles. This is my date for tonight.” Harry explained and the guy looked at the template in his hands.
“Son of Nicholas Styles?” The man asked, smiling.
“Yes, sir.” Harry nodded and the man moved out of the way.
“Hope you have a nice night, Mr. Styles.” He seemed, mesmerized by him.
And as soon as we passed by paparazzi, they began to follow us.
“Mr. Styles?! Mr. Styles?! Is this your girlfriend?!” People blurted questions everywhere and Harry nodded his head, answering all of them.
I leaned over to his shoulder and put my arm around it, “Do you have a secret life I don’t know about or something?”
“Of course not.” He chuckled. “When my dad was alive, we would come down to L.A. all of the time. Meeting new people, going to interviews. I had such a great time. And the Red Carpet was the thing he looked forward to, and everyone was looking forward to him coming,” He took a breath and waved at a man on the other side of the paps. He looked at me and smiled. “But they wanted me to come when they found out about his death. When I agreed, it went viral. Everyone was talking about me.”
“So you’re practically a celebrity?” You could hear the shock in my voice and he chuckled a little.
Before he could say anything, one guy popped out of the crowd and looked at Harry. “Would you mind stepping in front of this backdrop?” He pointed to a large wall and Harry took my hand, leading me to the drop.
“Just smile that breathtaking smile of yours, and let me hold you.” He said once we were standing in front of it.
“That won’t be a problem.” I smiled and he gave me a grin.
He firmly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him and making me put my hands on his chest.
“You look so good next to me, bébé. Ce est comme si vous étiez censé pour moi.” He gave me a smirk and I looked up at him. He kissed my forehead, “I love you, Anastasia.”
“I love you.” I smiled and he winked at me.
“Kiss her!” Someone yelled as the many pictures were being taken. “On the lips!”
“Are they really going to take a picture of that?” I muttered and Harry nodded his head. “Why?”
“So they know who I’m with.” He smiled, and then a guy with a huge video camera walked up to us and he turned a button on, making a light on the side turn red. “That means he’s recording it so they can broadcast it live on TV.”
“Live?” I smiled and he nodded his head.
He jumped and chuckled at himself. “Someone is calling me,” He pulled out his phone and walked over to the side. “Just stand there, they’ll keep taking pictures. Sooner or later they’ll start asking you questions.” He smiled and put his phone up to his ear.
I did as he said and began to smile, just standing there with my hands on my hips. Then more people began to walk up to me and take more pictures.
A woman pap walked up to the front of the crowd and held a microphone. “Miss? You’re Headmaster Styles’ girlfriend? Am I correct?” I smiled. Everyone calls him that?
“Yes ma’am.” I smiled again and she returned it.
“How does it feel to live with the richest man in the world?” She asked, taking a step closer to me.
“It feels…” I looked over to him and he was yelling at the person on the other side of the call. “It feels great. Honestly. But I’m not worried about his money. It’s his love that I’m asking for. That’s all I’m wanting.”
More pictures were snapped and the woman smiled at me affectionately.
Then Harry walked up to me, anger clear on his face. And he just smiled at me and grabbed my hand in his.
“How about that kiss now?” The woman suggested, and before I could say anything, Harry turned my cheek and kissed me… Beautifully.
I put my hand on his forearm and smiled into the kiss. “Where did that come from?” I smiled when he pulled away.
“I was hoping they would tell me to kiss you because I wanted to kiss you so fucking bad.” He grinned and we walked away from the backdrop.
“So who called you?” I asked as we slowly walked down the Red Carpet.
“Gina.” He sighed and I raised my eyebrows. “She saw us on TV together and cussed me out. Can you believe her? And she still claims that I only love you for sex.”
“Do you…?” I couldn’t keep it in my mouth.
All of a sudden, he stopped walking and pulled me back. “Why would you even think that, Ana?” He put his hands on my cheeks and people began taking pictures of us, making me flush. “I love you for you. No one else. I love you for you. Anastasia.” He placed a kiss on my lips and we continued to walk down the Red Carpet.
“Harry Styles.” A man in black and a woman in a beautiful red dress walked up to us. “It’s been too long.” The man shook his hand, and his brown eyes were gorgeous. He had black hair and it was slicked back, and his jaw line was perfect.
“Zayn Malik.” Harry smiled affectionately at the man, and surprisingly took him in for a hug. “It really has been too long.”
“So what are you here for?” The man asked and Harry smiled.
“I’m now the richest man in the world.” Harry smiled sheepishly and the man seemed astonished.
“Who’s this?” The man asked and Harry smiled at me.
“This is Anastasia Greene. She’s my girl. We’ve been together for a while, actually.” Harry kissed my temple and the man shook my hand.
“I’m Zayn. It’s nice to meet you.” He smiled tenderly and I smiled back.
“It’s nice to meet you. What are you here for, if I might ask?” I asked him and he smiled, wrapping his arm around the woman’s waist.
“My fiance Perrie is in a girlband, and I’m a singer.” He explained and my mouth dropped. A singer? “And you know Harry here can sing too.”
I looked at Harry and he blushed. “Yeah, I know.”
Then people began to call Zayn’s name and he waved. “I have to go over there. Damn paparazzi. Anyways, will I see you at the after party Haz?”
“Of course, man.” Harry smiled and Zayn clicked his tongue.
“Alright, it was good seeing you.” He then walked away with his fiance.
“Great man, he is.” Harry nodded his head and another man motioned for him. “Here, can you hold this right quick? I’m going to talk to this guy for a moment.” He handed me his phone and I smiled when he kissed my cheek.
All of a sudden his phone started to vibrate and I looked down at the screen. It said ‘Call from Penelope’. How strange… I rolled my eyes and slid the red phone over, ignoring the call. Stupid bitch.
April 2, 2012
The Red Carpet
The pumps that Harry bought for me fit me perfectly, and I felt taller as I walked hand in hand with him down towards the Red Carpet.
“I never mentioned how beautiful you look in that dress, Miss Greene.” He whispered in my ear and chill bumps rose on my shoulders.
“You don’t look too bad yourself, Styles.” I smirked he leaned over and kissed my jaw. What I picked for him to wear was a pair of black dress pants, but he insisted on his black skinnies. He wore his boots, and I picked for him to wear a dark blue button-up, it was the color of my dress, and he put on his black leather coat.
He looked to die for.
“Thanks babe.” He muttered, kissing my hand.
As soon as we walked up to entrance, I saw celebrities everywhere. Flashing cameras, people posing in ridiculous stances. Welcome to the celebrity world, Anastasia.
“Name?” A man sharply dressed in white with an earpiece on his ear stood in front of us. “I need to know your name.”
“Harry Styles. This is my date for tonight.” Harry explained and the guy looked at the template in his hands.
“Son of Nicholas Styles?” The man asked, smiling.
“Yes, sir.” Harry nodded and the man moved out of the way.
“Hope you have a nice night, Mr. Styles.” He seemed, mesmerized by him.
And as soon as we passed by paparazzi, they began to follow us.
“Mr. Styles?! Mr. Styles?! Is this your girlfriend?!” People blurted questions everywhere and Harry nodded his head, answering all of them.
I leaned over to his shoulder and put my arm around it, “Do you have a secret life I don’t know about or something?”
“Of course not.” He chuckled. “When my dad was alive, we would come down to L.A. all of the time. Meeting new people, going to interviews. I had such a great time. And the Red Carpet was the thing he looked forward to, and everyone was looking forward to him coming,” He took a breath and waved at a man on the other side of the paps. He looked at me and smiled. “But they wanted me to come when they found out about his death. When I agreed, it went viral. Everyone was talking about me.”
“So you’re practically a celebrity?” You could hear the shock in my voice and he chuckled a little.
Before he could say anything, one guy popped out of the crowd and looked at Harry. “Would you mind stepping in front of this backdrop?” He pointed to a large wall and Harry took my hand, leading me to the drop.
“Just smile that breathtaking smile of yours, and let me hold you.” He said once we were standing in front of it.
“That won’t be a problem.” I smiled and he gave me a grin.
He firmly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him and making me put my hands on his chest.
“You look so good next to me, bébé. Ce est comme si vous étiez censé pour moi.” He gave me a smirk and I looked up at him. He kissed my forehead, “I love you, Anastasia.”
“I love you.” I smiled and he winked at me.
“Kiss her!” Someone yelled as the many pictures were being taken. “On the lips!”
“Are they really going to take a picture of that?” I muttered and Harry nodded his head. “Why?”
“So they know who I’m with.” He smiled, and then a guy with a huge video camera walked up to us and he turned a button on, making a light on the side turn red. “That means he’s recording it so they can broadcast it live on TV.”
“Live?” I smiled and he nodded his head.
He jumped and chuckled at himself. “Someone is calling me,” He pulled out his phone and walked over to the side. “Just stand there, they’ll keep taking pictures. Sooner or later they’ll start asking you questions.” He smiled and put his phone up to his ear.
I did as he said and began to smile, just standing there with my hands on my hips. Then more people began to walk up to me and take more pictures.
A woman pap walked up to the front of the crowd and held a microphone. “Miss? You’re Headmaster Styles’ girlfriend? Am I correct?” I smiled. Everyone calls him that?
“Yes ma’am.” I smiled again and she returned it.
“How does it feel to live with the richest man in the world?” She asked, taking a step closer to me.
“It feels…” I looked over to him and he was yelling at the person on the other side of the call. “It feels great. Honestly. But I’m not worried about his money. It’s his love that I’m asking for. That’s all I’m wanting.”
More pictures were snapped and the woman smiled at me affectionately.
Then Harry walked up to me, anger clear on his face. And he just smiled at me and grabbed my hand in his.
“How about that kiss now?” The woman suggested, and before I could say anything, Harry turned my cheek and kissed me… Beautifully.
I put my hand on his forearm and smiled into the kiss. “Where did that come from?” I smiled when he pulled away.
“I was hoping they would tell me to kiss you because I wanted to kiss you so fucking bad.” He grinned and we walked away from the backdrop.
“So who called you?” I asked as we slowly walked down the Red Carpet.
“Gina.” He sighed and I raised my eyebrows. “She saw us on TV together and cussed me out. Can you believe her? And she still claims that I only love you for sex.”
“Do you…?” I couldn’t keep it in my mouth.
All of a sudden, he stopped walking and pulled me back. “Why would you even think that, Ana?” He put his hands on my cheeks and people began taking pictures of us, making me flush. “I love you for you. No one else. I love you for you. Anastasia.” He placed a kiss on my lips and we continued to walk down the Red Carpet.
“Harry Styles.” A man in black and a woman in a beautiful red dress walked up to us. “It’s been too long.” The man shook his hand, and his brown eyes were gorgeous. He had black hair and it was slicked back, and his jaw line was perfect.
“Zayn Malik.” Harry smiled affectionately at the man, and surprisingly took him in for a hug. “It really has been too long.”
“So what are you here for?” The man asked and Harry smiled.
“I’m now the richest man in the world.” Harry smiled sheepishly and the man seemed astonished.
“Who’s this?” The man asked and Harry smiled at me.
“This is Anastasia Greene. She’s my girl. We’ve been together for a while, actually.” Harry kissed my temple and the man shook my hand.
“I’m Zayn. It’s nice to meet you.” He smiled tenderly and I smiled back.
“It’s nice to meet you. What are you here for, if I might ask?” I asked him and he smiled, wrapping his arm around the woman’s waist.
“My fiance Perrie is in a girlband, and I’m a singer.” He explained and my mouth dropped. A singer? “And you know Harry here can sing too.”
I looked at Harry and he blushed. “Yeah, I know.”
Then people began to call Zayn’s name and he waved. “I have to go over there. Damn paparazzi. Anyways, will I see you at the after party Haz?”
“Of course, man.” Harry smiled and Zayn clicked his tongue.
“Alright, it was good seeing you.” He then walked away with his fiance.
“Great man, he is.” Harry nodded his head and another man motioned for him. “Here, can you hold this right quick? I’m going to talk to this guy for a moment.” He handed me his phone and I smiled when he kissed my cheek.
All of a sudden his phone started to vibrate and I looked down at the screen. It said ‘Call from Penelope’. How strange… I rolled my eyes and slid the red phone over, ignoring the call. Stupid bitch.
Notes
Yep. That's all I've got today (Unless I get a chapter in by the end of the day).Thanks for all of your support, Wonderlights. I really appreciate your love <3
Because all my love goes to you,
Kaleigh. xx
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I think the Google things is fixed now! Has she tried it?
Probably not, it has been a good 4 months lol
I miss this story :-(
10/14/15