31 October 2012
This is my new story. please comment/like. And reblog if you love it! I've never had a reblog.. Ooh wonder what it's like?! -
Part 1 • Harry ran downstairs, his bag bashing against his hip, he flew off the stairs and quickly took a piece of toast before running from the front door, he wasn't Harry styles before you start wondering. Just Harry. Or that's what everyone thought, secretly Harry was an actor, under the name of Zach efron, the fake Harry. He had started to work like this ever since a firm in LA offered him a job in a new film, High School musical. Harry was over joyed, but he lived in Florida. Too far away to shoot everyday. Harry loved his work but hated the hotshot attitude, he was really dark haired, not blonde in real life and he didn't act like a supercool hot shot, even if the girls at school drooled over him. The school bus was waiting at the end of his road, so he ran down the street and hopped on, he was a senior and that meant that the last few rows of the bus were empty apart from the seniors, who couldn't/didn't drive. He fist pumped a couple of his friends, and settled down on the bus. But Harry was not alone, he had a beautiful girlfriend whom he loved very much and she him. This young boy had a 20 minute drive ahead of him so he sat back, relaxed and pulled out his headphones, slipping them into each ear. The beat of kings of Leon came pounding through his brain and he stared out of the window to see the green&orange of the leaves. - "Rosie, baby." He ran up to her, sweeping her into his arms, and kissing her softly. He'd been away filming for two weeks and had said he was on vacation. Rosie blushed, as all her friends were with her and some other girls had crowded because Harry was there. "Harry! I've missed you too, but please put me down!" She pleaded. Harry did as he said and smiled at her, "I'm sorry, I left." He said with a frown. Rosie kissed his cheek, she had to stand up on her tiptoes to reach his face but she was tall enough, just. "It's alright. How was your holiday?" She said, the bell had rung and they had to get to geography, both being seniors there aren't many in their lessons and the few that are, are used to Rosie and Harry's cute behaviour. Harry took Rosie's hand, and smiled at her outfit, she always looked stunning, today she was wearing tight black jeans and a lacy white top, which had a heart cut out at the back just by her neck. She had a cut off leather jacket and her makeup was light and natural as usual, these two were perfect for each other, Rosie in her glammed up outfits; Harry in his ripped washed jeans and Calvin Klein tee. They walked through the corridors and Harry suddenly remembered, "I bought you something from Los Angeles," his eyes twinkled as he fumbled with the small square box, he passed it to her, just as they stood outside of their class. Rosie giggled, she knew of Harry's wealth and loved receiving gifts from him. "Oh you didn't need to do.." She said softly. But opened the box all the same, to reveal a beautiful silver anklet, with a little diamond jewel attached and a small sterling silver heart charm with h+r engraved onto it. Rosie's blue eyes lit up with joy and she kissed him on the lips lovingly. Their teacher Mr.Dryke, walked near them, "Lovely to see you again Mr. Wells, I can assure Rosie has been one miserable lady whilst you were away, would you not agree Rosie? However, would you keep these displays of affection a bit more private. Thank you." He said, not once letting them respond, this however was Mr. Dryke's style, and his students adored him all the same. Harry and Rosie let go of such a tight embrace, and Rosie quickly fastened the anklet round her ankle, and skipped inside, where Mr. Dryke had set out a semi-circle of chairs and a few buckets of popcorn were lade out. "Seen as you've all just had big finals I thought we could relax, in Harry's case catch up, and I believe you as a class need to chill, plus I have year 7 marking to do." He said with a chuckle. He chucked a remote at Alicia, another girl in the class. They all slumped into the chairs, which as usual were comfy even in their plasticated state. Harry sat in one next to Rosie, but as she knew mr. Dryke wouldn't care, she curled up into Harry's lap, and Harry held her. The 10 seniors chatted for a little bit but the film started and was more important. "My mom and pa. they've got something for us, you know celebrate out four years. I'm still amazed we lasted this long, I mean four years baby!" He whispered to her. She smiled, "I guess, but I love you and I knew we were going to last. You know they didn't have to get us anything." He brushed his nose against her cheek, "yes, but you know my parents. They insisted." One of Harry's mates wolf-whistled and Harry wanted to say piss off, but not with mr.dryke in the room. Harry kissed her cheek, "I missed you, you know that right?" "I do, and I love you for it." She replied simply. "I love you too." He said, he wondered if Rosie had been alright whilst he was gone. "I'm sorry, but can I sleep at yours tonight? I'm not sleeping well. And I know you always make me feel safe." She said frowning, he knew why. Rosie had been in a serious car accident a few months back and it had shaken her up so much. "Of course you can. Hey, my arms are always welcome." He said, feeling like a pervert. Rosie snuggled into them and smiled, feeling sleepy. They had a whole morning of Geography and then they both had free periods in the afternoon. "D'you want to do something this afternoon?" Harry asked Rosie. She smiled, "can we pick up some stuff from mine and just cuddle?" He kissed her chin."we don't do that enough."he smiled, "uh, I went to this nightclub with my sister in downtown LA, and this girl tried to hit on me, so I walked away. But yes. Her boyfriend, came over and tried to punch me for hitting her up. And I wasn't! I swear it was the weirdest thing ever." Rosie frowned, "you know, we should get something, both of us. To symbolise we're not available." she fiddled with the anklet. Harry smiled and kissed her, "I think that's a great idea. Mom and da want to meet us for lunch at somewhere called cafe rouge downtown. They're going to hand the present over." Harry thought and thought about that idea, and decided to get Rosie an eternity ring for Christmas, he just hoped she would get something less showy, so when he was Zach he could wear it aswell. - Harry and Rosie walked into cafe rouge, their hands entwined, his parents beamed at them both, of course they knew of Harry's secret life, aswell as his sister. They enjoyed the lavish lifestyle that it came with, and the all expense payed holidays. His sister, Georgia, especially loved the life as it meant she could attend the hottest parties and clubs. She was Georgia Efron, famous wild child. His parents were his managers, never letting him take it to far. Assuring his schedule was not too busy so he could still attend school with Rosie and his friends. Mrs.wells greeted Rosie with a hug like she was one of the family, and a kiss on both cheeks but swiftly she moved onto her son, giving him the same treatment. Mr. Wells shook his sons hand, and kissed Rosie's cheek. Harry pulled Rosie's chair out for her, which she graciously sat down on. "It's lovely to see you Mr and Mrs Wells, how was your break?" She asked politely, glancing at the menu. "Wonderful thank you dear!" Mrs Wells replied quickly. And almost on queue, her other half spoke. "Now, how're you coping? I know Harry couldn't bear not knowing if you were alright every two seconds. He really was a mess." He remarked, every inch the doctor, and kind doting father. "Phsst. I was not!" Harry looked up at his father, "Okay, maybe a little bit. But I had a right to be worried, I thought I'd lost you forever." Rosie's eyes twinkled as she leaned up and pecked his lips. His parents smiled at this display of affection, they really were an amazing couple. After a few drinks and a gorgeous alacante meal, mr and mrs wells, passed a small box to Harry and Rosie, Rosie glanced up at Harry as if to say you open it first! "Together," Harry mouthed. They both undid the pink ribbon at the same time, and as they did, the paper fell back into a sheet, straight and was that ironed?! Rosie gasped and her hand flew to her mouth, "no.." Harry smiled, he knew what this meant, he nodded to Rosie. Sitting in the box, was a photograph, of a chalet in Florida, and on top of that were two house keys, one engraved Rosie, and the other engraved Harry. Rosie fumbled to pick up her key, "you are joking right?!" She exclaimed, a grin spreading across her face. "OMG!" Mr and mrs wells, smiled, "We hoped you would like it dear." Mrs Wells spoke, her hand entwined in her husbands. Harry thought of how he hoped that Rosie and he would last as long as his mother and father, and still love each other. - Harry picked Rosie up, bridal style and carried her over the threshold of their new home. Which was stunning, two floors, a large expansive kitchen with vintage work tops, kitchen island in the middle, an aga, and complete with a smeg fridge. The living area sloped away from the kitchen, and into a room with one glass wall, a corner couch made of black leather, a large tv sitting on the glass wall, and where the architect has cleverly intervened a stone section into the glass so that a log fire is put in place without looking strange. Also a glass coffee table and a cupboard for coats and shoes is found in the living room. A downstairs wet room is located near the back of the house, which faces the beach, a showering off room from all of the sand. Upstairs is four bedrooms, and a bathroom. The master bedroom, is a large room with a king sized ornate bed, with pink and cream drapings, there is no need for a wardrobe as there is a large walk in closet at the end of the hall. The master bedroom comes complete with a wicker chair
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