Trophy wife -1D not famous

~Harry on~

"What is taking them so long?"

"Keep calm, Harry."

"I can't Charles!"

She's been upstairs with Lou and Brook for almost three hours! What takes that much time?! Emma is already beautiful, I just wanted her dressed like the princess that she is!

"Of course you can, Harry!"

"Lou! Finally! What is taking you so long?"

"I just came to get her shoes."

"Still?!"

"Yes, Harry, still. You'll have to wait a little more."

"Be quick, please. Otherwise, I'll go to that room, and get her ready myself."

"Erm... Harry? That wouldn't be a good idea..."

"Right..."

"Just wait, Harry. She'll be here soon."

"Ugh, ok."

While I'm here, going nuts, Charles is playing Temple Run on my phone.

"Erm, Harry, I think you have a text."

He hands me the phone and I realise that it's almost dinner time.

Louis: So, Harry, are you coming tonight or not?

Me: Yes, I am.

Louis: By yourself, again.

Me: You''ll see.

Louis: Can't wait for it.

Even though Louis is my best friend, he never understood why I didn't went to some famous girl or some supermodel, just like Emma said. He makes a really cute couple with Eleanor, they are a real couple.

"So, Harry. Did you already told Louis, that you are "dating" Emma?"

"No. I'll tell him today."

"He'll be surprised."

"They will be."

"Especially Ed."

"Yeah... I did the right choice, didn't I?"

"On choosing Emma?"

"Yes."

"Yeah, I guess, you did. She's pretty, nice, polite, younger... The perfect trophy wife."

"I'm glad you think so."

"Maybe she can hang out with Eleanor, Kaitlyn, Mia and Mila. That way, she could get used to this rich and "famous" life, that she's living now."

"That's a great idea, Charles!"

"Thank you, Harry."

"I'll propose that to the lads, during the dinner."

"I'm glad I helped."

"Thank you, Charles. You're like an older brother to me."

"Well, you're like my younger brother."

~Harry off~

~Emma on~

"But, Lou! I hate heels!"

"I don't care. Tonight you'll wear them."

"What if I fall?"

"Harry wont let that happen."

"Ugh, ok."

"Plus, you have to look like a princess."

"Why?"

"Because Harry said so."

If he wants to see me fall, then he's doing it in the right way.

"I guess you're ready."

"She is, Brook. She looks really gorgeous."
(outfit:http://www.polyvore.com/dream/set?id=86721423)

"Own, thanks girls."

In fact I really feel pretty. Like I never felt before... If he keeps on treating me like this I don't know if I wont turn into a brat...

"Lets go. I went downstairs to get her shoes, and let me tell you. Harry is going mad with how much time we spent up here."

"Upsi."

"Lol, lets go."

"Yeah, he might faint, when he see you girl."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

Oh, man. I'm going to that fancy dinner... What if they'll hate me? What if I'm not good enough to be with Harry? Not that it bothers me since he basically bought me, but still... It would be really bad if they would hate me...

"What's going on?"

"Sorry, Lou?"

"I asked what's going on?"

"Oh. I'm just horrid... What if they'll hate me?"

"They wont. Especially the other girlfriends."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Ok..."

"Now, lets go."

"Thank you, Brook."

"I hope you enjoy the dinner."

"Me too."

She's so nice. I would keep her as my sister if I could.

"Lets go!"

"Ok, Lou. Bye Brook."

"Bye Emma, bye Lou."

"Bye Brook. Grab my arm, so you wont fall."

"Ok..."

[...]

"We're here!"

"Fina- Wow..."

"Hey..."

"You look gorgeous..."

"Thanks..."

"We...We should get going... Louis already asked me if I'm really going or not. He still doesn't know you're going too."

"Oh, ok."

So, now he's embarrassed with me?!

"Lets go, Charles."

"Bye Lou!"

"Bye Ems!"

[...]

"So, tell me more about you, Emma."

"What do you want to know, Harry?"

"Stuff, like favourite colour and music..."

"OK. My favourite colour is pink, I like to listen to pop music and sometimes I listen to classical... The last time I left the country I was 15 and I was with my grandparents. They died a month later in some car crash... They left me a big house in Spain, but I can only take it when I turn 18, so only in two months. They were kinda rich, but they didn't like my father's choice when he marry my mum, so they only cared about me..."

"I'm sorry for your lost. I really am."

"You can't turn back time, can you?"

"No, I can't."

"Then don't worry."

"We're here Harry."

"Lets go. You'll love the dinner. I swear."

"That's not the problem."

"Then what is it, love?"

"What if they'll hate me?"

"They wont."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

He's so sweet to me. Somehow I'm glad I left with him.

~Emma off~

~Harry on~

"Stay here. I'll introduce you."

"Ok."

"I'll be back."

I kissed her temple and left. I can't wait to see their faces when they see her.

"Hello, lads."

"Hey, Harry."

"I thought you were coming with someone!"

Poor Lou...

"I did."

"Oh, I see. She's invisible."

You'll swallow those words, Mr. Sheeran.

"You'll see."

I left the room and headed to the door, just to find a very nervous Emma.

"Show time ,my love."

"Oh my..."

"Relax."

We steped into the room, an Ed's laughter faded when he saw her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Emma. She's my girlfriend."