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Pen Your Pride

PROLOGUE

Europe. England. London. Simon Cowell's New Year's party. That's where I was the 31st of December 2012. You might be thinking, what am I doing at the one and only Simon Cowell's party? Well, I happen to be the daughter of the wonderful Edward Christopher Sheeran. He invited me and kept saying that I would meet a lot of wonderful people. I can't deny it. I did meet someone but he wasn't exactly wonderful.

I'm sorry to say this but that night was one of the worst's. I think I lost the other half of my innocence on that night. The story of how I lost the first half is not that important right now, really. That night really changed me and I still don't know if it's a good or a bad thing.

So let's start from the beginning, shall we? It all began one hour before midnight. I was wearing a sleeveless semi-long mint green dress with my hair left natural. My dad on the other hand was wearing a black tuxedo with a black bow tie. We had already been there for a few hours. Dad introduced me to some of his friends just making small talk, you know. But when dad saw this woman with fake blond hair and huge breasts he just told me to go 'make friends'. Yeah right...

That's when it went all wrong. I walked to the bar at the party and sat down. I mean who the hell was that woman? Soon some random guy sat down next to me. He looked very charming: curly dark hair, emerald green eyes, cheeky smile, dimples. Basically a guy all girls would have a crush on in high school. Oh wait, I went to high school back then...

"Hello there, beautiful," he greeted with his stupid smile.

"Hi," I nicely smiled back.

"So are you just going to sit here or are you going to dance with me?" he blurted out.

"Excuse me?" I asked surprised.

Instead of answering me he pulled me to the dancefloor. "Locked Out of Heaven" by Bruno Mars started playing and he started dancing and I had no idea what to do because I don't dance.

"Sorry but I don't dance," I started leaving the dancefloor but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.

"Is that so? I wonder why," he said moving his hips and to be honest he wasn't a really good dancer which made me feel more comfortable.

I rolled my eyes and started moving to the beat, well I tried. We danced for a good thirty minutes until I got really tired. We went to a couch to sit down and make small talk, I guess. There was 20 minutes left until the New Year.

"You know I still don't know your name," he says out of no where.

"And I don't know yours," I fired back if that's what you could say

"Well if you really want to know, I'm Harry Styles," he stares into my eyes.

"Grace," I briefly reply.

"No surname?" he curiously asks.

"Nope," I say not really wanting him to know about my father.

We just talked and laughed, might also have got a little tipsy. Harry seemed really sweet and nice that night... If only I had known. Harry was telling me a story about some incident at the local bakery he used to work. At that exact moment Simon Cowell annouced the countdown.

We all started shouting: "10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1."

At the last second Harry grabbed me and kissed me. You could hear the people cheering and shouting "Happy New Year!". We were literally in the middle of a snogging session (or make out) when I could see my dad about to turn around to us putting eachother's saliva everywhere. I quickly pulled apart before he could, luckily.

"Should we take this to my place," he smiled his cheeky grin.

Of course I said yes since I was tipsy, maybe drunk? I told my dad I was going to my best friend's place and he bought it. So Harry dragged me to his flat where we immediately went to his bedroom. You can guess what happened next, I'm not going to overwhelm you with details.

What happened after that is sad, really sad. It makes me feel bad about myself. I was such a naive girl. You see, the day after I slept with Harry he asked me out on a date. I said yes and guess what? He didn't show up.

And I thought I had met Prince Charming...

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