Chapter Two

Chapter Two



The airplane seat was comfortable; the blanket wrapped around him was warm and he basically had the whole seat of 4A and 4B to himself. The perks of being in a boyband, you get first class accommodations. As harry was about to take his 4th nap on the plane, the pilot spoiled the mood, talking over the PA. “Good Evening, ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We’re about to land at San Francisco International Airport in 15 minutes. In the mean time, please enjoy your refreshments given out by the flight attendants. Thank you for choosing British Airways, once again.”



Two flight attendants came pushing trolleys filled with all sorts of drinks and packets of salted peanuts. An attractive blonde one walked over to Harry’s side. “Would you like any refreshments?” she smiled. Harry returned the smile. “I’d just have a bottle of water, love.” Harry was sure that the blonde was over the moon when he flashed another smile that showed off his dimples. Before handing his bottle of water, she took out a piece of paper, scribbled down a few things and passed it to him along with the bottle. Harry took the paper and read it, a phone number. “Call me,” she mouthed as she made her way to the front.



Liam then appeared out of nowhere on the empty seat beside Harry. “This attitude of yours is really getting annoying,” he whispered. Harry shot an innocent look. As far as he knows, he did nothing wrong. But he whispered back, just to please Liam. “What?” Liam angrily gestured towards the piece of paper that was lying on Harry’s lap. “This!” he shout-whispered. “You flirting with every single girl in the-”



“Not every single girl,” Harry cut him off. “Only the fit ones.” Liam just rolled his eyes. “The point is, you can’t keep doing this. Yes, it’s nice and fun for a while but not when you leave this girls hanging, thinking that you’re going to go back to them. And you’re literally all over the news and that’s bad for our image.” That’s when Liam crossed the line. “Oh, so this is what it’s all about. Our so called ‘2 year break’ is just an excuse to ‘clean up’ our image.” Harry blew up, angrily adding air quotes. He could see Niall’s head popping out from the seat in front of him, clearly wondering what was going on. “It’s not my fault that the paps don’t give me any privacy when I’m having fun.” Harry continued. “So, Daddy Direction, whatever your motives are to turn me into plain old boring Harry Styles, better luck next time. I can have fun with whoever I want whenever I like.”



Liam simply kept quiet as Harry breathed heavily after bursting out. Served him right on trying to give me a pep-talk Harry thought. “Uh, guys?” Zayn called from behind. Reluctantly, the two boys turned behind to face their friend. “I don’t want to get involve in whatever you two are bickering about but we’re already here.” Harry looked out of the window and true enough, the plane had touched the ground. They were finally in San Francisco. Harry stood up to get out of the plane wanting to avoid anymore conversations with Liam. Liam then grabbed Harry’s hand. “The boys and I talked to Simon already. If your popularity status is more important than your career, you’re out of the band.”



You’re out of the band





You’re out of the band





You’re out of the band





Those four words were stuck in Harry’s head but he didn’t say anything and continued to walk out, not bothered to wait for any of the boys. It was a sensitive subject, talking about his career. He loved making music with the lads. He loved being in One Direction. But sometimes the fame and popularity gets on his nerves, so he takes it out by doing three things:



Drinking



Partying in clubs



Hooking up with random girls, models in particular.





But it wasn’t for a bad image; it’s just to release tension he gets from the boys or the management.



As he was on his way to the baggage carousel, he pulled up his black hoodie and put on his sunglasses. This was the one rule that he obeyed from the management and that was to stay away from getting notice. The last thing he wanted to happen was fans knowing that they were here. He saw his bag at the carousel and at the same time he was checking out a 5”8 petite brunette with luscious red lips. She somehow looked familiar to him as if he seen her in newspapers but it was hard to tell. As he got his bag, he turned around to see if any of the boys were here but saw none of them. He then walked towards the girl, wanting to make a small conversation.



“What’s a pretty lady doing here, in a boring airport?” Harry whispered from behind. Mystery Girl turned around and that’s when Harry recognised her. It was none other than the famous Victoria Secret model, Juliet Pierce. She only started as one a few months ago and she was now making it big time in the modelling world. Everywhere in newspapers she was seen coming out of clubs with a male model or a photographer every single week. She was basically like a female version of Harry at the entertainment section. “Well, this pretty lady just got back from Milan and now waiting for her bags so she could go back to her apartment.” Juliet replied acting as if Harry was just another male model. “Speaking of bags, they’ve just arrived.” Harry looked at the baggage carousel and a huge luggage came rolling in.



Being the gentleman he was, he stopped Juliet from taking her bag and got it for her himself. “Here you go, Milady.” Harry smiled. Juliet took the bag, impressed. “Thank you....”

“Harry,” he told her. “Harry,” She gave one of those sexy smiles that make you want to bang her here and there. “You’re from One Direction, aren’t you?” Harry nodded, licking his lips. “Well, what is the Harry Styles doing here in San Francisco? You have a concert going on here?” Juliet asked. “No, just having a break from it.” Harry explained. Oops. Bad move. Quickly regretting what he said, he blurted out, “But it’s totally confidential!” Juliet laughed. Her laugh was hauntingly beautiful. Guess it’s one of the many things Victoria Secret’s Angels got. “You’re secret’s safe with me,” she winked. Juliet then stepped closer towards Harry. “But if you happen to be free, I know this club for VIPs only. Maybe you want to go?” she whispered. Hell yes, Harry thought to himself. Anything to avoid another argument with Liam or any of the boys. “Sure, just name me the time and the place.” Harry whispered casually in a husky tone.



Juliet smiled and took out a pen from her Gucci handbag and wrote down the details, along with her phone number. “See you tonight, Mr. Styles,” she said seductively and took her luggage and walk away. First day in San Francisco and he was already going to bang someone. Score. Harry’s train of thoughts were interrupted when someone tapped on his shoulder. He turned to be face with Louis and the lads behind him. “Who’s the chick, mate?” He asked placing an arm around Harry. Harry simply smirked. “A lucky lady, that’s who she is,”





Melissa was all snuggled up underneath the covers considering its Friday and school only starts at 9. But the idea of sleeping in didn’t last forever when her phone was blasting Paramore’s That’s What You Get, her ringtone. Growling in frustration, she rolled over to her bedside table to grab the phone and read the caller ID.





Jess calling





This had better be good, Melissa thought angrily. But she doubts it. When Jess is calling her at 7.30 in the morning, it must’ve been unimportant. “What?” Melissa mumbled, not bothered on saying good morning. “THEY’RE HERE! THEY’RE HERE, THEY’RE HERE, THEY’RE HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jessica was shouting excitingly. Shocked from the sudden shouting, Melissa fell from her bed with a loud THUMP! She got up, rubbing the back of her head while groaning. She slowly bent down to retrieve her phone with Jess still screaming over it. “HEY! Calm your tits, its 7 freaking 30 in the morning and already I’m getting a wake-up call from you!” She managed to shout over Jessica’s excitement. Jessica thankfully kept quiet to let Melissa talk. “So, who’s here?”



“One fucking Direction you fucking goon!” Jessica shouted. When she gets over-excited, Jess swears until there’s no tomorrow. Melissa sighed loudly. “You woke me up to tell me the most unimportant information in my life when you could’ve told me that Nyan Cat decided to drop by San Francisco!” She said angrily. Hearing Jess going on and on about One Direction was really getting on Melissa’s nerves. “I know, I know.” Jessica started to apologize. “But besides Emmett, you’re the only one I can actually contain my fan-girling mode about them!” Melissa sighed again. “Even if I was in a coma?” She asked sarcastically. Jessica started laughing. “That’d be ten times worse! I’ll bring out a whole scrapbook about them just so I can read it aloud to you.” Melissa gave up her anger and laughed at her friend’s remark. “So have I’ve been forgiven?” Jessica asked. Melissa snorted a bad habit she does when someone says something really idiotic.



“Yeah, right. You’re gonna make it up by buying me breakfast now.” She said, taking advantage of the situation. “McDonalds?” Jessica hesitantly asked, knowing her best friend loves McDonalds breakfast. Melissa smiled to herself. “McDonalds it is. I’ll meet you there in 20 minutes.” She then hung up and walked to her closet to get her school uniform which consisted a white button-down shirt, a dark plaid skirt that ends on the knees and a dark blue blazer that has the school badge embroidered on the left side. After taking out those items, she headed to her own private bathroom to shower and change.



She shuffled downstairs to see her mother sitting at the breakfast table, coffee in hand while engrossed on the morning’s newspaper. “You’re up early on a Friday,” Mrs. Anderson noted, looking up at her daughter. “Meeting up with Jess at McD’s,” Melissa informed her mother as she took out her school shoes and knee-length socks. She always hated knee-length socks but as school requires it, she had to obey the rules. “Well, see you tonight, mom,” Melissa stood up and grabbed her schoolbag. “Oh, honey, don’t forget to give these to your aunt Karen for me.” Mrs. Anderson instructed her as she handed her daughter a wrapped box. Karen was Melissa aunt and the school’s new principal. “What’s in it?” Melissa asked, curious. “A present for her to find out, not you. It’s a ‘Welcome Back to Work’/Get over Him Present.” Mrs. Anderson explained.



Melissa knew what it was about. A few months ago, Karen went through a terrible divorce. She loved the guy from the moon and back but it wasn’t meant to be. She also hasn’t been working since she was married. But now she was the new principal of West Bridge which pays quite a lot. After all, how hard could it be to be a principal?





As she opened the doors of McDonalds, she could see a lot of people from West Bridge hanging out here before school starts in an hour. It was the hang out place for the students here considering it was only a 5 minute walk from here to the school. She scanned the whole restaurant, looking for her best friend. She then saw Jessica waving her arm, 5 booths away. Melissa walked over to see Jessica and Emmett who was eating a mcmuffin. She sat down, placing her bag and the present beside her. “Hello, bitch,” Melissa greeted Jessica then to Emmett, “Godzilla.” Emmett raised an eyebrow. “Someone’s been in a crappy mood. Please don’t tell me you’re on your period.” He begged. The worse thing that could happen was seeing Melissa in her PMS days.



“Period’s next month,” she said casually. “Someone decided to give me a wake-up call about gay lords arriving.” Emmett choked on his food, laughing while Jessica gave a hateful look. “They’re not gay lords!” Melissa stuck her tongue out. “So what’d you get for me?” she asked. Jessica rummage through the McDonald’s plastic bag and took out a box and a wrapped burger. “Hotcakes, sausage mcmuffin and coffee.” Melissa took the meal with a smug look and began to eat. “So how’d you find out about the gay lords arriving here? I thought the whole thing was ‘confidential’,” Melissa said in between chewing on her food. Jessica shocked at her best friend’s sudden interest about One Direction answered anyway. “Uncle Marvin texted me for the sake of cheering me up after he heard that I failed my History test.” Melissa simply laughed. A few days ago the History test results came out and Jessica only need 2 more marks to pass it but to no avail thanks to none other than One Direction.



“Seriously though Jess, you need to stop being so obsessed with these guys. They’re just... guys.” Emmett told Jessica. “How would you know, you’re a guy.” Jessica shot back. “And it’s not obsessed, it’s dedicated. You know, like you’re always dedicated into being the teacher’s pet.” Melissa gave an ‘oooh’ sound as if she was in a debate. Emmett shook his head. “At least I get credit for it.” Melissa sipped on her coffee. “I have to agree on both of you guys though. Emmett, you’re into helping teachers which is kind of creepy. And Jess, sometimes you get a little bit too dedicated.” She pointed out the facts.



“But Liss, I’m pretty sure you’d love these guys once you get to know them.” Jessica said. Melissa snorted. “Yeah, as if I ever get to meet them or ever want to.”





Jessica simply shrugged. “You’ll never know. Miracles do happen.”





Yeah, right, Melissa thought. Miracles like that only happen in movies.