"Who were those people out there?" My coworker asked.

How was I suppose to tell her my boyfriend was Harry styles from one direction? My face churned, thinking up lies. I finally gave up.

"You can't tell anybody." I said staring into her black eyes.

"My lips are sealed." She said.

I pushed her towards the back where we can talk in privacy. I sat her down. She was very familiar with one direction.

"My boyfriend is famous." I said hoping she wouldn't ask questions. But of course she did.

"Who?" She asked, her eyes getting wide.

"Har-Harry styles." I said wincing.

Her face went through a whole bunch emotions. She finally landed on a calm face.

"Your dating Harry styles?" She said slowly.

I shook my head yes.

"I think I need Jesus." She said taking a deep breath.

"You don't know how lucky you are!" She said walking out to the counter to serve people.

Work finally ended and Harry came to pick me up. Thank god I was able to walk outside without people craving my picture. Harry face brighten up as I approached the car.

"Hey. How was work?" He said pecking me on the cheek.

"Fine." I smiled.

He got quiet for a moment. Then blurted out an apology about this morning. I reassured him it wasn't his fault. The papparozzi has ways of finding you and sometimes you can't avoid them. We went back to his place so I could grab my stuff, then he drove me back home. After taking a short nap, I grabbed my laptop. Going on the Internet was a huge mistake. "The scoop.com" showed up as I waited it to load. This is where I got my info on the latest celeb activity. I would of never imagined in a million years that I would be on the front cover. I was the first thing that popped up. It was a clear picture of me getting out of Harry's car, with a weird expression on my face. I was surprise it was clear, considering how much shoving there was. The caption on the picture read "Harry's 20th girlfriend?" What was the suppose to mean? Had he had a lot of girlfriends in the past before me? I closed my laptop confused and watched tv to get my mind off of it. Just when I was enjoying being alone, my grandmother barged in.

"Hey sweetie. Can I talk with you for a minute?" She said sitting on my bed, making herself comfortable.

I assumed she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

Notes

Sorry if its short! I'm so busy with homework! Thanks for reading!