"Jenna, oh my god, you're stunning!" Liam said, taking me in his arms with a wide smile. Liam and I became friends, in fact I got along pretty well with everyone.

I thank him with a friendly smile. It's time for me to work on my lack of self-confidence, but this party is very intimidating. I find myself in the middle of plenty of TV stars, singers, celebrities.

Harry loved the dress that I had chosen, and it was a relief. Him, he's wearing a black and white flowery suit, with a black tee-shirt underneath. He dresses himself in original clothes, but he still looks amazing.

I really had the pressure, I wanted to dress up for this party, and look good. I catched everyone's attention tonight, being the new Harry Styles' girlfriend made people curious about me. I felt anxious and stressed, but I am learning to deal with it.

After a while, the lads left me to do their interviews. I awkwardly found myself alone, so I decided to go to the bar ordering a glass of champagne. Some champagne would help to calm my nerves for sure, and at least, I won't look too weird, standing alone in the middle of the red carpet.

The party is amazing, the décor is tasteful, and luxurious. Good thing, I am wearing a beautiful shiny white dress, otherwise, I'd look weirder.

While I sip my champagne, I had never drunk something as good, it has to be very expensive. Zayn appeared in my field of vision.

"What are you doing here? You're not with the others?" I ask him, surprised to see him here.

He also takes some champagne before saying "These stuffs annoy me, I' rather let them handle it"

The situation between them is not getting better.

"But it's your job, isn't it, to do that stuff?"

"Not for a while though. I'll leave the band soon, to start my solo career"

I almost split in my drink. This is a revelation that I'd rather not know. Harry had never spoken to me about it. It's not that he tells me everything about his business, but still.

"Do the others know about this?" I ask him, taking a sip of my champagne, trying to dig more about the subject.

"Nope, they don't, and you won't tell them"

Why does he have to put me in that kind of position. He set me up by telling me this and he knows it. It's embarrassing that he asks me to keep it a secret, it's not fair for the others to not know what he has planned to do. It matters for Harry's future. But I don't have the time to find what to say, he adds.

"You're stunning Jenna, you're turning heads. All the men are watching at you, and all the girls are jealous" Zayn said friendly. He's not that terrible. From my point of view, they are just struggling to be all together after all this time.

I blush and thank him. "All of this is thanks to Harry"

"You don't owe him anything" then he adds, «You should watch Harry's interview tonight, you might be interested to know what he thinks of your relationship» Zayn informs me.

I was about to ask him what Harry said, but speaking of the devil, Harry gets closer to me, seeming annoyed by me talking to Zayn.

"What's going on" Harry asked with his beautiful raspy voice, raising an eyebrow.

Zayn answered "Just entertaining your having fun girlfriend"

Harry's eyebrows frown.

Then, Zayn throws a provocative smile to Harry, and takes his glass before walking away from us.

That was weird.

Turning my head to face Harry, I asked him what Zayn was talking about.

"We'll talk about it later, it's time to eat, come on"

He really has the knack for avoiding when he is hampered. As I am not going to make a scene, I grab my glass of champagne and go with him to our table. We all sit at the same table. The reception continued and the evening went well. The atmosphere between them was surprisingly friendly and cordial.

While we're all eating our food, focusing on our plates, Louis looked at his phone and exclaimed. "Jenna you're on twitter now?"

Swallowing, I put my fork full of chicken on the table before speaking.

"Yeah, my friend told me that I had absolutely to be online. She created all my accounts. I'm also on Instagram and Snapchat"

They all smile and mock at me for being so late on those stuff, and kindly take their phones to "follow" me.

I thank them with a smile and go back to eat.

The dinner is almost over, and I start to be a bit intoxicated. People stand up and go to the dancefloor. Ed Sheeran's playing live, and the atmosphere is getting more festive. Harry takes my hand in his, and I turn around to look at him, his green eyes captivating me immediately. "Do you wanna dance?"

My heart is pounding, of course I want to dance with him, even if I'm not very talented and especially with such a short dress and high heels. Undaunted, I let him guiding me.

"Thinking out loud, I love that song" I smile to Harry, as we approach the dancefloor.

Harry pressed me against him and laid his hands on my waist, while I laid mine on his shoulders and around his neck. We both slowly start to move, following the slow pace of the music. It's like time had frozen, and we're like alone in the world.

While Ed Sheeran is singing, I listen to the lyrics, and I can't hide that my feelings for Harry are growing every single day since I met him. Butterflies are hurting my stomach as I feel his breath in my neck. This is so romantic. My heart could explode in my chest when he kissed my right cheek with his soft lips.

Should I say something? I'd rather still quiet, I don't want to ruin this moment. Then my glare stopped on Zayn, and I can't stop myself from asking.

« Could you tell me now what Zayn was talking about ? »

The song is almost over, Harry raised his head, his eyes focusing on me.

"The journalists were asking a lot of question about us, about you, I just mentioned that we're starting to date and we're just having fun"

Harry just drove a knife in my heart as he said those words.

Looking at him, without being able to hide my disappointment, I stepped back.

"Jenna" he shouts

"Please, Harry, don't, give me a minute" letting go of his hands, I step back and leave him.

I didn't know where to go, so I opted to go outside, sitting on the stairs of the emergency exit.

It's been month since we've been together now. My life has changed and is rhythmed by his career, I followed him in every city. And he's just having fun with me. I don't expect him a promise of marriage, but saying to journalists that it is only fun hurt me. Wiping the tear, I hear a familiar voice coming from behind me.

"Are you okay?" Zayn asks, sitting next to me, with a bottle of champagne and two glasses in his hands.

"I'm fine",

"You don't look fine" Zayn hands me a glass full of champagne.

"So, why do you ask?" taking it.

"You need to be stronger on this if you'll keep dating Harry, he's never been committed to any girl."

"I'm not expecting anything, just don't be played. It's not like I want something serious. But thanks for the warning, besides, it's none of your business"

"Ok, so let's talk about something else"

"Good"

"Have you seen how popular you've become?" Zayn smiles at me.

"What are you talking about" I raise an eyebrow.

Zayn hands his phone and shows me my twitter account, I have a thousand of followers now, and each time he presses fresh, the number keeps increasing.

"Wow, that's insane" I laugh.

"I'm glad you're smiling" "I like your smile"

I blush, what is he doing?

His face is only inches of mine. He's leaning over to kiss me, when we both hear the door slamming behind us.

Harry.

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