You & I

I see my face on the new People magazine. I am stunned. It's only been 4 days since I've performed, and I'm already on People's magazine? How strange. I look at the bottom and it says "Does Bree have a thing for Styles? Go to page 28!" What? Is this about me and Harry? We're not even dating! I flip to page 28, and scan my eyes, on the article.

Bree Johnson has finally showed her true colors, and started performing. Only, thing is will she be for her music. or dating teenage heartthrob, Harry Styles? Bree Johnson, is a typical girl from Holmes Chapel, which is a hometown, for the famous Harry Styles. Harry has said in many interviews, that he has dated Bree in the past, during his high school years. It has also been said that Bree, has dated Ashton Irwin, from the band 5 Seconds of Summer, or 5sos. Why does Bree only go for band members? I believe she thinks she's better than everybody else.

Many people have seen Bree go to Harry's house in LA. Which is a bit inappropriate, considering the fact Harry hasn't made it official. Harry once said and I quote "Bree Johnson, is a lovely individual, who surely knows how to kiss." It seems that Bree just giving Harry what he wants.

What about Kendall Jenner, you may ask. It seems that Kendall has moved on from Harry! Incidentally, Ashton posted a picture on Instagram of him kissing Kendall! Is that Kendall's revenge?

Bree Johnson, isn't only attracted to Harry Styles, she also doesn't know what a high note is! She performed on Good Morning America, last week and I wouldn't agree with Chelsea when she said it was good. I truly think Bree is on meth, because that's what it sounds like to me!

I quickly put the magazine down, not daring to read what else they said about me. I'm disgusted by the words their saying about me. There's a difference between criticism, and being a rude prick. I see another magazine with me. I'm playing the piano and singing. On the bottom it says "Is Bree going to be the next role model? Go to page 36!" I go to page 36, hopefully that will make me happy.

Bree Johnson, is 20 years old, living her life. We don't know much about Bree, but we do know who she some-what looks up to. Bree, has her style in music like Lana Del Rey, and Lorde. It is very known that Lana Del Rey isn't a person, kids should look up to. Considering the fact she said, "It's just a relief, really. I'm scared to die, but I want to die,"

Bree seems, like a new role model, to the kids of this generation, but nobody knows who she is. Sexy, beautiful, and interesting. I hope to learn more about her, and her personal life!

I smile, then put the magazine down. I wait for Harry, and he finally comes back. I can't help, but think of that article, I read earlier. I don't want the world to think I'm a whore. I like how they get the negative stuff about me. And do I really sound that bad? My heart sinks to my stomach-

"Bree, are you okay?" Harry asks.

I shake my head, "Harry, do I sound like I'm on meth?" I ask.

He chuckles, "No, Bree. You sound like you're on heroine."

"Harry, I'm serious." I say sternly. His smile fades, "Of course not, why would you think that?" He asks.

I hand him the magazine, and he's a bit confused. He goes to the page, and reads. I'm a bit embarrassed. Why would they say something so mean to me like that? He continues to read, and I get a phone call. "Hello?" I say.

"Hey, Bree! Guess what! You've got an interview baby. Your first interview! I'll text you the details, and its tomorrow!" Brian says.

"Uh, okay, thank you Brian." I smile. I click the end button, and look back at Harry. I touch him, "Harry."

"Don't listen to them." I says cupping my cheeks. "And who was that?"

"It was Brian. He said I have a interview tomorrow." I say receiving a text from him.

From: Brian

46583 Pioneer Drive, 'Flasco Studio.'

9:30 - 10:30. You will perform. They will have the piano, and everything set up. Do not tell them anything about you and Harry. Just say you guys are friends.

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We arrive at the place, and we check in with the front lady. Harry told me, to tell them whatever I wanted to, except about us. And I wasn't. Whatever, happens between Harry and I stays between us. I don't know how he could deal with all of this. Always getting in his business.

I see Brian, and I walk up to him. "Ah, good you're here kiddo." He says kissing my forehead. "Okay, so you know the drill. They're going to ask you various, questions and you answer them truthfully. Except if they're talking about you and Harry." I nod, and follow him.

A tall man, puts a microphone on my shirt, and get me seated. I see a camera, and the camera man waves. I smile, and wave back. Suddenly, a women comes out, and greets me, "Hello, Bree. You look beautiful." She smiles.

"Hello, and thank you." I smile, and she sits down. "Oh, I see you have a British accent." She smiles.

"Yes, I'm from England." I am nervous. What the hell Bree.

"How lovely! You know, the best singers are from England. Like One Direction- oh speaking of One Direction" Great, starting the interview by asking me about my relationship status. "People are saying, that you're dating Harry Styles?"

"Well, actually I'm not. We used to date, back in high school, but he's one of my best friends." I smile.

"Right you live with him?" She asks.

"Yes. When I started my EP, the studio was in Los Angeles, and well I had to leave Michigan. Harry was kind enough, to let me stay with him." I widely smile.

"Sounds like somebody has a crush on you." She smirks. "Oh no, I don't think so." I giggle.

"Well, enough about Harry, lets talk about you." She smiles

"Well, I guess you could say, as growing up, I wasn't very.. Hmm, what's the word.. I wasn't very privileged." I say a bit confused.

"Why is that?" She asks.

"Well, my dad had passed away, and it was hard for my mom and I. It broke my mom, and she became an alcoholic." I say, leaving out the part where Harry used to bully me. They don't need to know about that.

"Oh, that's horrible. And how did you cope with that?" She asks me, with a very caring voice.

"I actually used to self harm. I couldn't really find anything to cope, with I guess. I just thought my life was so bad, I wanted to end it." I say, looking away.

"Are you glad, you didn't? She asks.

I slump on my chair, and think. Am I glad? "Well, I am now. Back then I was naive, and blind. I didn't realize, people have bigger problems than me."

She nods, "Were there any inspirations for you, growing up?" She asks.

I smile, "Yes, Lana Del Rey. I remember, one time, I wanted to buy an album, but I didn't have enough money; and the cheapest was Lana Del Rey's. So I bought it, and I fell in love with her."

She smiles, and nods, "Lana Del Rey is a lovely person."

"She's so adorable," I giggle. "Another question Bree, before we go on commercial, what do you think about the stuff the press is saying.?"

I really think on this one. "Hmm, honestly, some of the stuff, hurts. I feel like some people take advantage of the whole 'freedom of speech' thing to be honest. I mean, there's a difference between criticism, and just being plain rude. But other than that, I don't really care." I slightly smile.

She smiles, and nods, "Well, stay tuned for more of catching up with Bree, and later she'll perform!"

"And, we're out." The camera man says. The lady makes small talk with me, and I walk towards Harry and Brian.

"You're doing pretty good kid. Here drink this." He hands me a water bottle. I chug it, down. "Woah, calm down Bree." Harry smiles.

"Bree, come on!" The lady, Carol, says. "Gotta go!"

I sit back in my chair, and have the biggest smile on my face. "So, there's been a rumor, saying that Cody Simpson is crushing on you!"

I laugh, "That's something new."

"Have you heard, his new single 'Surfboard.'" She asks. I shake my head, and she plays a clip. I listen, "He's good." I shrug.

"Do you know what he's talking about?" She snickers.

"Uh, going to the beach?" I ask. She busts out laughing, and I fake a giggle cause I'm so confused. "God, you're so cute!" She says. I smile, and giggle.

"So you;re going to perform, right?" She smiles.

"Yes, my new song it's called 'Not About Angels'

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I strip my clothes, and put on one of Harry's shirts. It smells like his cologne. I'm addicted to his scent. He climbs in bed, and towers over my quivering body. "You were really, sexy today at the interview you know that right?" He asks.

I bite my lower lip, and he leans to my ear, and whispers "Don't do that again."

"Why, not?" I act innocently, and biting my lower lip, again. I love his reaction.

He lays back on his pillow, and closes his eyes. I rest my head, and hand on his bare chest. This is relaxing. I could stay like this forever. Just Harry's presence makes me relaxed, and his touch gives me a warmth, and-

Before I can finish my thinking he gets on top of me, "Fuck it." He says, and starts sucking on my neck.

Notes

heeey .

i am not getting anymore on comments on ANY of my stories. idk if its cause ive been gone for so long, or becaue my stories are becoming very boring and tiring. next chapter will be the reason this story is rated r so if you don't like that stuff please don't read.

anyways, if you still love this story, and you ship barry please comment! i have been very sad, lately and maybe a comment or two can make my day?

bye x