A/N: most of the outfits used are inspired by harry's.
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[Text Message]
{ Mick🥬, Nini📷 }
Mick🥬:
Hey, love.
Sorry, was at work
What's the news? Can feel you're excited x
Nini📷:
hey give me a minute and i'll be with you
picking up my little brother from football
Mick🥬:
Cute :)
Take your time x
Nina smiled once she saw Elias come out in his uniform, skin a little flushed from all the running as he walked towards her car, sliding into the passenger seat and buckling his seatbelt.
"Hey, El." Being the typical affectionate older sister she was, she grabbed his cheeks, giving him an obnoxious kiss on his cheek which he cringed at and wiped, making her laugh in triumph.
"Disgusting, Ni."
"Whatever you say. You love me." She teased him, starting the car.
"If it helps you sleep at night." He teased back, fumbling with her radio. "Hey, congratulations on the relationship by the way."
"What relationship?" Nina asked, looking at him before she began to drive.
"Harry Styles? It's everywhere online. You were seen together and everyone's been losing their shit because they think you're both together."
Nina's face fell, lips forming an O before she grabbed her phone. "What do I check? What-"
"Give me." Elias held his hand out, watching his sister place her phone in it before he began typing before giving it back to her.
On Twitter, Elias had searched for "harry and nina" as simple as that, thousands of tweets popped containing their names.
'harry and nina were seen together for two days'
'a fan said she saw harry and nina in london outside a house and harry was driving her and waiting for her then they left together'
'harry and nina together are like a gift for my bisexual ass i love'
'harry and nina just can't happen. we're not ready to share harry.'
'i honestly think harry and nina look great together. she's a decent person'
'wake me up when the harry and nina pr stunt is over'
'harry and nina: a joke. watch her get big gigs out of this relationship'
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," She mumbled, scrolling through the tweets, "This is exactly what I didn't want."
"Uh, why?"
"Because I can't be defined like that!" Nina exclaimed, pointing at her phone, "I can't be that girl who was seen with Harry Styles. We-We're not even together."
"Hey," Elias frowned, snatching her phone from her hand and locking it, "Calm down. Breathe."
Nina groaned, resting back her head and turning to look at her brother. "What am I going to do?"
"Well first you're going to take me home then you're going to meet up with your boyfriend to talk about this."
"He's not my boyfriend."
"Whatever, you get me." Elias waved her off.
With one last sigh, Nina drove off.
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[Text Message]
{ Mick🥬, Nini📷 }
Nini📷:
so harry ended up coming to flynn's party
we stayed together all night then finn acted weird and i basically couldn't get my bag
so i ended up staying at harry's
and
let's just say we shared a few moments
and one in particular was
*chef's kiss*
Mick🥬:
You kissed?
Nini📷:
i didn't say that
Mick🥬:
But you implied it
Oooooh you don't kiss and tell
Hahahaha okay, Nini. Go on
Nini📷:
BUT NOW
IM STRESSED OUT I MIGHT CRY
Mick🥬:
What? Why???
Do you regret it?
Nini📷:
I don't
a little hesitant yes but i don't regret it
but people are talking online
and they think something's going on and i really didn't want that to happen
Mick🥬:
Oh :(
Maybe just let them talk until they stop?
Nini📷:
but now i'm just another girl associated with harry styles
if i get any work later it'd be "nina who was associated with harry styles" or even he was the reason why i got it
Mick🥬:
I'm sure everyone knows how insanely good at your job you are, love
Nini📷:
wow harry told me the same thing earlier
sorry go on
Mick🥬:
Did he? haha
People are going to talk anyway but it'll die down, I promise.
Nini📷:
you think i should talk to him about it?
Mick🥬:
Definitely. He'd want to know all about what's bothering you
Seems like he wants to give you both a shot and that he cares about you
Nini📷:
are you sure you don't know him personally omg
you talk about him like you know him so well it's amusing
Mick🥬:
No, never been associated with him
I just have a way with people and words haha
Nini📷:
what you get for writing poems as a job
Mick🥬:
Yes, that's it
Are you going to tell him now?
Nini📷:
i don't know, now?
i don't want to keep talking to him like that and come off as clingy
Mick🥬:
Nini, he wants to talk to you all day and night
You're good
I think so anyway
Nini📷:
uuugghh only because you sound so sure
and you haven't made me regret telling you about it all :)
Mick🥬:
Yeah?
Nini📷:
yeah
i don't even know how i am so comfortable with you like that
i usually don't trust anyone with my personal life but my family and finn lol
idk why i'm telling you that sorry haha
Mick🥬:
That makes me glad actually
What about Harry? Would you be that comfortable around him?
Nini📷:
maybe
guess we'll just see where this takes us
i think he's a genuine person so i like that
Mick🥬:
I have a question
Very random one but it just popped in my head
Nini📷:
shoot
Mick🥬:
Let's say Harry lied about something
Nini📷:
lol no
bye
Mick🥬:
And it was something small, a bit
Wait what?
Nini📷:
if we're talking about dating
i don't date liars
not anymore anyway
i mean okay it sort of depends on what exactly did he lie about and WHY
but lying is a no for me
Mick🥬:
What about secrets?
Nini📷:
we all have them, don't we? :)
Mick🥬:
Yeah, you're right. We do.
Anyway, go talk to him
Goooooo
Nini📷:
i'll go i'll go
i'll keep you updated! thanks, mick :)
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outfit of the day: (how do we feel about the trousers? very harry-ish)
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"Nina!" The barista called, giving a smile to Nina as she stood to get her coffee.
"Thank you." With one final smile, Nina walked back to her table and sat, eyes on her laptop.
Meanwhile, Harry sat outside in his back garden, both phones held in his hands, his leg bouncing up and down nervously.
She hadn't called.
Maybe that was one of the many moments he was grateful for his Mick identity.
[Text Message]
{ Mick🥬, Nini📷 }
Mick🥬:
Any news?
Nini📷:
i'm chickening out
Mick🥬:
Niniiiii
Nini📷:
i know, i know
tell you what
i'm getting some work done at the café beside my flat
i can call him
see if he's free so we can meet up
Mick🥬:
Sounds wonderful!!!
Nini📷:
wish me luck :)
Mick🥬:
You don't need any :). x
Harry watched his other phone ring a moment after. He waited to answer after two rings, not wanting to look like he had been waiting beside his phone(s) for a couple of hours. Which he had.
"Heeey, Nina." He answered after clearing his throat.
"Hi," Nina replied, clutching the phone tightly in her hand as she mindlessly drew figures on the table, "How are you?"
"I'm doing great, how are you?"
"I'm fine," Her voice carried a hint of a smile before she cleared her throat, "Hey listen, uh-I called to check if you're free? Today? Think there's something I want to talk to you about."
"Is everything okay?"
It was then that his heart felt a little heavy as if it frowned at him. He knew how everything was, yet he was denying it.
Harry was Mick and Mick was Harry, no matter how harmless Harry thought this entire persona was.
"Yeah, yeah," Nina replied quickly, not wanting to worry him, "Everything's fine. I just feel like I should see you to tell you about it. It's alright if you're bu-"
"I'm free," He interrupted, seemingly catching himself from saying that even if he wasn't, he'd find a way to see her. "We can meet now if you want."
"Yeah," She smiled to herself, "Now works fine. I'm actually in this café, it's really nice. I'll share the location with you."
"Sounds wonderful, love."
Nina almost chuckled to herself at how familiar the sentence was, remembering that her good friend, Mick, said the same thing only a few minutes ago.
"Alright. I'll text you."
"Waiting for you." Harry said with a smile, "See you, Nina."
"See you." And with that they hung up, Nina instantly sharing her location with him.
Nina wasn't prepared to meet anyone. Sure, she thought about driving to the nearest pet shelter to adopt a cat but thought that it wasn't the best thing to do when she was travelling to Italy in three days for God knows how long, but still, her plans consisted of 'no plans'. So maybe that was why she was surprised when someone she knew tapped her shoulder.
Rein.
Or maybe it was because this wasn't someone Nina wanted to see again.
"Nina." Rein was beautiful, which Nina found ironic but reminded herself that maybe it was because she was still bitter.
Black hair cut into a pixie cut, olive skin glistening with the makeup she knew the 19-year-old loved to express herself with, braces on her teeth (she always took pride in the colours she chose) and a body that Rein taught herself to find comfort in looking as healthy as ever.
"Rein." Only came from Nina's lips, as well as the faint smile faltering.
"Y-you look great." Rein looked as if she forced the smile, palms getting just a tad sweaty.
Nina nodded curtly, "Thank you."
She didn't expect the teenager to move so she could sit in the chair opposite to her, but Rein did.
"Are you okay?"
A bitter chuckle left Nina's throat, eyes rolling before she looked back at the girl. "I'm absolutely fantastic, Rein. Why? Did something happen?"
Rein looked back at Nina apologetically. "Nina, I'm sorry for wh-"
"Nobody should be sorry." Nina cut her off firmly, "Nobody but your brother."
"If it helps, we all gave him shit for what he did."
Nina's eyebrows furrowed, a frown forming on her face. "You reached him?"
As if she said something she wasn't supposed to say, Rein sat up. "Um..."
With a small scoff and a bitter smile, Nina shook her head. "Forget it. It doesn't help, nor will it ever help."
"He wants to talk to you."
Nina's heart shouldn't have raced, her palms shouldn't have begun to sweat.
But Nina masked that. Give a girl a year without closure and she'd know how to, too.
Questions ran in Nina's head, but she choose to ignore them.
"Listen," She knew she wasn't being nice but she couldn't be, not after what happened. "You're an amazing girl, Rein. And I pray that you're not like your brother but I want nothing to do with Olly." Saying his name almost left a metallic taste in her mouth.
"But you still love him."
Her breath hitched in her throat, almost forming a lump.
"I'm learning not to."
That was enough for Rein to slump and look the other way. "I really hope you find someone who treats you right, Nina."
"Your brother treated me right," Nina spoke, "I just wish I knew where it went wrong."
Someone behind Nina called Rein, making the teenager nod before looking back at Nina. "I'm sorry if I killed your good mood today. Just couldn't help but talk to you."
Nina gave her a small smile, reaching to pat her hand. "Don't mind."
"I'll see you around?"
Nina nodded, watching the girl leave.
And then her coffee was colder and maybe she was, too.
It didn't take much longer for Harry to come in through the doors, beige cardigan standing out as he walked in. His eyes skimmed over the people, few of who looked at him and whispered while others payed no mind.
He saw her back and that was enough for him to smile before approaching her, surprising her with a quick kiss to the cheek before slipping in the chair where Rein was seated in a few moments ago.
At the gesture, Nina smiled as she looked at him, closing the lid of her laptop to get a clearer look of him. "Hey, you."
"Hey, love. You look nice."
Again with the blushing cheeks.
Almost as if the tension left and the air wasn't as thick, Nina felt herself relax, her muscles physically loosening. And as much as she didn't want to admit that that was seemingly an effect of Harry's presence, she knew that there was no denying.
"You look nice, too. Cuddly."
Harry beamed, images of her body on his, clad in comfortable sweatshirts, ran into his mind and he felt happy that they weren't from his imagination but were rather memories of the day they shared their first kiss.
"Yeah? Could arrange that if what you want to say isn't that we split ways." Harry joked, his eyebrows going up.
Nina chuckled, shaking her head. "I don't want that. Besides, I'm kind of shooting your next photoshoot, aren't I?"
"Damn straight you are."
"Do you want to drink something first?" She asked him, "They make really good mocha."
Harry smiled softly, leaning closer to the table. "I want to know what you want to say."
Harry's eyes were ones that almost held you captive. His stare was intimidating yet helped you feel secure. It was like Nina needed to shake her head to tear her eyes away from his to form her words.
"Um, people have been talking. Online, I mean." She went back to drawing figures on the table, distracting herself. "About us together. About how I'll be getting big gigs out of you and how this is a stunt. You know the rest."
Harry nodded, eyes set on her as to take her all in. To take in how her finger moved mindlessly on the table in front of her, drawing stars he guessed, how her eyebrows were furrowed in a frown but her face didn't show anger, but rather worry and shyness. Harry hated how he almost tuned her out and focused on her lips, thinking about his own on her lips that were now painted with a deep red lipstick.
"I just don't want to be identified like that." Nina concluded with a sigh, finally looking up at him.
"First of all," Harry's eyebrows came together slightly, leaning even more forward as to tell her a secret, "You look very adorable right now."
"Oh my God." Hiding how flustered she was, Nina giggled and rolled her eyes, "I'm being serious."
"So am I." He nodded, "Second of all, you don't need validation. Not from me, not from anyone and certainly not from strangers online. You know you're talented. You've established yourself as a big, wonderful photographer."
With every word said, Nina's frown faltered. "I was considering your proposal, about joining you on tour but now that all of this happened, I don't think it'll be the best thing to do."
Harry's eyes widened and he was quick to move to sit on the chair beside her, his shoulder against hers. "Are you being serious?"
Nina nodded, "Yeah."
"That's incredible, I-wow, okay." He laughed wholeheartedly, "What do you want to do then?"
"I want this to be fair at least." Nina spoke, turning to look at him, "Host a competition or have Jeff organise for photographers to come and have them take a picture of you. Have your mum decide which one is the best."
"My mum?"
"Yes," She nodded, "Someone who has no idea who I am or any of the other photographers for that matter."
"But you're already good, we don't nee-"
"Please?"
Harry couldn't do anything but cave in, not with that face she pulled. She was looking at him, only him, lips screaming for him to kiss, eyes resembling a child's.
He nodded, sucking in a breath. "Can you stop doing that?"
"Doing what?"
"That," He emphasised, "Looking so adorable. I want to kiss you."
That seemed to make Nina speechless because she instantly turned to look the other way, stuffing her hands in her lap.
Harry loved her reactions. His heart fluttered and his need to get to know her even more grew by the second.
"Are you doing anything tonight?"
She hummed, looking back at him as she tried to contain her grin. "What was that?"
He knew sh heard him. A smirk grew on his face as he repeated slowly that time, "Are you doing anything tonight?"
Another hum followed, an expression of her thinking accompanying it. "Depends." Nina teased.
"Well, if I tell you that I want to pick you up at 7 for a proper date, would you be free?"
"I definitely would."
//
A DATE!
question time:
What do you think happened to Nina with Olly?