Attraction

t w e n t y-t h r e e // bees around beehive

Longest chapter of all time!! And OH MY GAWD! Made in the A.M is just ❤!! My fav songs are Wolves, If I could fly, What a feeling and the entire album!❤

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"Woah.. Umm you.. Look. " he paused as we awkwardly stared at each other. "Beautif-.. We should probably head out.." He really sucks at giving compliments. Just admitting that he does think I look beautiful today isn't going to blast off his whole reputation. I mean that's what ego does to you I think.
I nodded and locked the door behind me.

He ran his hand through his hair and pushed it back. Unlocking his slick black Audi, he got in. Groaned and got out again. I furrowed my brows and be opened the passenger door for me and tilted his head, signalling me to get in.

I smiled and got in. Closing the door of my side, he slowly jogged towards the drivers side and got in. I opened my mouth before he cut me off "Don't even say a word. I swear I'll kill you. I was just being a gentleman." He pushed the key in and brought the car to live.

"Thanks." I said ignoring his threat. We both snapped our seat belts in place and he gives me a glance before accelerating down the road.

I kept looking at the outside view, blurry building and people fading and moving. There was silence in the car and the atmosphere was quite awkward. I sighed and said "We need some music in here."

Harry's jaw was sharp and clenched. He slightly turned his head towards my side as we reached at one signal. "Yep..Uh.. I have some CDs in the glove compartment or you can just plug in your iPhone." I nodded.

Not wanting to waste my phone's charge, I decided to open the glove compartment and check out his music tastes. (A/n: I'm listening to Wolves from Made In The Am right now and it idk why suits this part so much! Anyways continue reading)

I grabbed handful of CDs from his numerous ones. I scatter then on my lap. Most of them were albums and CDs of The Rolling Stones and The Beatles. "So.. You're more into.. Rock and pop? And like old artists?" I asked while going and checking out all the CDs.

"Well kind of. And they are not old. I mean they are like real artists!" He said as a matter of fact. "What, don't you like them or something?" He questioned curiously, biting his bottom lip.

"Well they are good, but I'm more into you know recent music? Do I even make sense right now? Like you know..uh.. Nick Jonas, Demo Lovato, Maroon 5 etc.." I laughed awkwardly as he nodded his head like he was paying attention to what I was telling.

Not finding the music exactly that would fit right now, I decided to play some song from my phone. Going to my music folder, I played Adele's Hello. This song was so deep and depressing like it makes me miss even the pizza I couldn't finish last night.

His hands like usual strummed against the headboard and the steering wheel to the beat of the song.

After some more songs, he turned and pulled over a Italian restaurant. There were more than a few paparazzi outside, flashing their camera flashes everywhere. They were like a swarm of bees around their beehive.

He drove in front of the entrance grabbed his phone and wallet from the cup holder and turned to me again for the I dont know fifth time during this whole car ride.

"Look down at all times. Dont even dare leave my sight or side okay? And try not to listen or answer any questions asked by the paps kay?" He spoke slowly his thick British accent taking over each and every word of his.