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Something To Live Up To


Harry's POV

"So when do we get to meet the lovely Mia?" Zayn asked smirking from the couch.

"Yeah when?" Niall provoked with his mouth full of food.

"Why are you all here anyway?" I tried to distract them from the main subject. The boys were all in my flat, just chilling on the chouches with our computers.

"Because we love you." Liam winked at me and I groaned but didn't respond as some article in my computer caught my attention: "Harry Styles in love?". I quicky opened it. There was a big picture of me and Mia yesterday watching the artists perform at the covent garden. As I scrolled down there were photos of our entire afternoon. Us looking at the storefronts, inside the store when she bough a jacket, while we watched the show, me opening the door of the car and another big one during the show but here we were clapping and looking at each other smiling. It was actually a really cute picture. I scrolled up again and started reading.

"Harry Styles found a new love interest, this time by an ordinary girl whose identity remains unknown. The blonde girl seems to have caught Harry's eye as they spent the entire afternoon together walking and talking always smiling before he drove her home. Although we don't know her name, we have to confess she caugh our eye too. Harry's known for his taste for women but is this another fling or the pretty girl came to stay?"

I was not shocked because of the news itself but how I did not noticed the paps the whole day!

"What's up love?" Louis erupted from the bathroom and sat beside me. "Is that you and Mia?"

"What? Where?" Niall spoke barely understandable.

"For God's sake Niall, eat before you speak." I lectured him.

"Harry!" Liam warned glaring at me.

"Why do you always deffend him? I'm the younger one not him!"

"Is baby Harry jealous?" Louis stroked my cheek, baby-talking.

"Get off." I slapped his hand.

"Harry's jealous." Liam concluded.

"Aww." They all chorused before jumping on me.

"Oh c'mon." I pleaded. "You're gonna break me a rib." I tried to breath.

"What's going on here?" Danielle appeared on the doorway, eyebrows raised suspiciously.

"Nothing my love." He stood up and pecked her on the lips. "Jus showing Harry some affection."

"Is not Mia giving you enough attention?" She laughed mischievously.

"He wish." Louis pointed out stroking my hair like if I was a baby who needed confort.

"Why are you all conspiring against me today?" I groaned.

"We are not." Zayn spoke. "You're the one who's sensitive because there's an article talking about you and Mia's date."

"There is?" Danielle quickly left Liam's arm and came to sit beside me leaving a pouting Liam alone. I sent him a 'sorry not sorry' smile.

"You look so cute in this one." She pointed at the photo of us looking at each other.

"We ALWAYS look cute." I enphasized proudly.

"Is she okay with that amount of exposure?"

"I don't know." I shrugged. "She's aware of my fame. It's not like she doesn't know I'm surrounded by the paps all the time."

"Yeah but does she know she's also a target now? I mean what if she's not okay with her face in every newspaper all the time?" I guess I haven't really thought about that. Every girl I dated is used to fame and work in this business. It's the first time I'm hanging out with an ordinary girl and she's not even from London. What if she won't agree on hanging out with me again because she doesn't want her love life exposed like that.

"Where are you going?" Louis asked while I grabbed my car keys.

"I need to speak to her." I informed them before leaving.

Mia's POV

"No one in the world could stop me from not moving on baby even if I wanted to, nobody compares to yoouuuu." I sang along with my hairbrush while I tried to undo the knots in my wet hair. "Nobody campares to yoouuu". I sang so loud I could barely hear the doorbell ringing.

"Coming." I screamed whilst turning the radio off.

"Oh hello?" I saw Harry on the door with a cheeky smile.

"May I come in?"

"Sure." I gestured with my hand still confused. He placed a kiss on my cheek leaving tingles on the spot his lips touched.

"Have we combined something that I forgot or..."

"I actually wanted to talk to you."

"Okay?" I sat on the couch next to him, facing each other.

"You know my life is not like every teenager right?" He finally spoke really slowly. I was not getting his point.

"In what sense of the word 'normal' are you talking about?" He sighed heavily.

"My life is not like yours, my movements are all across the newspaper everytime I do something and that can be pretty annoying but that's the price I have to pay for doing what I love the most..."

"What's your point Harry?" He placed his hand in the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. When he finally spoke his voice was more like a whisper.

"There were some pictures of our date from yesterday circulating..." He paused waiting for my reaction. I guessed my face was emotionless, I haven't really thought about that which was very silly of me considering the guy I was hanging out with.

"Please say something." His eyes clearly worried.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because I don't want you to stop seeing me just because there might be pictures of us the next day."

"I don't know." I frowned not really knowing what to say. Since I was in London I found myself enjoying Harry's company but I wasn't sure if I was okay with my life exposed for everyone. I like privacy and Harry meant the totally opposite of that.

"Look," He reached my hand and placed it between his, his eyes burning into mine. "I'm really enjoying our time together and it would really suck if you decided you don't want to see me anymore because you're afraid of what people may say about you."

"Harry I..."

"I'm home." My father interrupted opening the door. I quicky got up and let go of Harry's hand. My dad looked awkwardy at us, his eyes balancing between me and Harry.

"Huh dad what are you doing home so soon?"

"It's seven already." He said not looking away from Harry to meet my eyes. "What's going on here?"

"This is..."

"I'm Harry. Nice to met you sir." He immediatly offered his hand for my father to shake. I however couldn't speak. My dad knew him and I was pretty sure I would get an earful for not telling him the guy I was seeing was an international popstar.

"You were not doing anything inappropriate were you?" Oh my God he didn't!

"Dad!?!" I snapped.

"No sir, we were just talking." Harry said politely.

"I hope so." He spoke dryly. What was wrong with him? Before he could say something more embarassing I dragged Harry to the door and immediatly opened it for him to leave.

"I'll talk to you later." I pecked him on the cheek and said goodbye.

"Now we're gonna talk." I turned to my father sternly when Harry left.


Thank you!! I'm not very happy with this fic actually because I wrote it a while ago and it has toooons of mistakes like spelling and all so in the aspect I think the sequel is better and I hope you like it, I've received a lot of positive comments on the sequel... :)
Yeah, Portuguese! Yes I'm portuguese from Portugal that's the reason why it has so many errors like I told you above. x

So i just finished this fan fiction and i absolutly love it!!! <3 nobody absolutly nobody can or will change my mind about that and i am very happy you are making a sequal becuase that was a major cliff hanger!!!! Anyways i really pove this story and i am very glad you wrote it! And i have one question: do you speak porgougeuse? (And sorry if i spelt it wrong)

ohw,i didn't c that part

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This story is no longer updated, only the sequel.. ;)

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