OH MY GOD 1K VOTES AND ALMOST 100K READS I’M SO HAPPY ASDFGHJKL HERE’S YOUR EARLY UPLOAD DON’T KILL ME ME PLEASE THAT’S ALL I ASK GOODBYE ENJOY
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I woke up the next morning to bustling sounds around my hotel room.
I slowly opened my eyes, hoping that a rapist hadn’t broken into my room. Sitting up, I looked around and spotted a short girl with fiery red hair.
“Who are you?” I asked loudly.
The girl spun around, and walked towards me smiling.
“Hi! I’m Lily! Your assistant.” She smiled.
“I’m Jenna. What time is it?” I asked.
“Nine thirty.” She responded.
“Oh shit.” I exclaimed, throwing the covers off, “Harry’s coming to meet me at ten. We’re going to be tourists or something today.”
“Wait, Harry? Harry Styles? The guy we’re basically working for?” She asked, her eyes wide as I dug through my suitcase for clothes and toiletries.
“Yes.” I said, pausing for a moment to shoot her a confused look. I would have figured most people knew that Harry and I were friends.
“You’re friends with him?” She questioned curiously.
“Best friends.” I smiled, “I’ll talk to you later, okay? I need to get ready.”
“No problem!” She said, “I’m going to be sleeping all day to get over this jetlag.”
I laughed, and then I turned and walked into the bathroom. I quickly showered, and pulled my outfit on, which consisted of a high low skirt, with a braided belt and black bralette top. It showed a bit more skin than I usually did, but I was in New York City and the weather was wonderful.
After brushing my teeth and applying some light make-up, I stepped out of the bathroom. I spotted Lily sitting on her bed, doing something with her phone. She looked up and her eyes widened.
“Oh my God! You look fabulous!” She squealed.
“Why thank you.” I said jokingly, spreading my hands over the turquoise skirt.
“Harry will totally love it.” She said.
“I’m not trying to impress him!” I said defensively.
“Whatever you say.” She shrugged.
“Have you by any chance talked to Louis? Or my sister?” I asked.
“No. I don’t even know who your sister is! Why?” She replied, confused.
“Oh nothing.” I said, walking to the kitchen to find some food.
What I was really thinking when she said that was that she strangely sounded like a much more calm Louis and Lisa. Throwing the thought out of my head, I looked around the kitchen, hoping to find an apple or something. Unluckily for me, I found nothing, and decided that I’d just buy a starbucks latte and a muffin on the way to wherever Harry and I were heading.
I heard a knock on the door and hastily went to open it. Harry was standing there, looking god like in a Hollister top, Raybans, and a beanie to cover his ever-recognizable curly hair.
“Let’s go. I’m hungry.” I said, grabbing my own sunglasses, and slipping into a pair of heels.
“I don’t even get a nice, ‘good morning’?” He asked jokingly as I practically dragged him to the elevator.
“No. I’m hungry.” I said.
“You know there’s a lot of fans outside, so we’re going to have to take Paul with us, at least to get away from the fans.” Harry said.
“Paul is cool. That’s okay.” I replied.
“Good. He’s in the lobby.” Harry said.
I nodded, and we exited the elevator. I could already hear the screams outside from girls. I was so not in the mood for loud noises right now. But I still had to put up with it.
“Harry!” I heard Paul shout, and turned to him.
There was another bulky bodyguard with him, who’s name, I think was Andy. They both looked extremely intimidating.
“There’s a car waiting outside by the back entrance. You both know the drill.” Paul said.
“Yup. Sandwich myself in between you two.” I said, clutching my purse to me.
Paul and Andy nodded, and Harry wrapped his arm around, like he always did in this situation. We walked to the back entrance, and I mentally prepared myself for everything I would hear.
“Let’s go.” Paul said, and I felt myself being pulled outside.
“Deep breaths.” Harry whispered, and then I was hit by screams.
There were screaming fangirls surrounding us and I was pressed against Harry’s chest yet again. We were walking quite awkwardly because of his need to keep me close to him, since what happened at the airport. We finally made it to the car with no bruises, and I had been so focused on putting one foot in front of the other I hadn’t heard anything around me after a few seconds.
It took around five minutes to get out of the parking lot, and another ten minutes to lose all the girls that were trailing us. Paul finally let us out at the closest Starbucks, pulling Harry aside for a moment to talk. When they were finished, Paul drove off, probably hoping he had made the right decision to let Harry and I out in the city, alone.
We walked into Starbucks, and quietly got our drinks and muffins. Much to my surprise, no one noticed us.
“Why don’t we head down to Central Park? Then we can start our touristy day.” Harry laughed, sipping his cappuccino.
Yes. For any of you wondering, Harry Styles loves French vanilla cappuccinos with extra foam.
We were only about a block away from the famous park, so we began walking. We chatted softly and sipped our drinks along the way, but mostly enjoyed each other’s company.
We reached the park in no time, and we walked around, trying to find a quiet spot to sit. It took a while, but we eventually found a deserted area with benches and a fountain. It was very low key; I liked it.
“It seems so peaceful here.” Harry said, walking to sit on the edge of the fountain.
“I know. We’re in the middle of one of the largest and busiest cities in the entire world, yet it’s so quiet here.” I replied, choosing to stay standing.
“Want to make a wish?” Harry suddenly asked.
“What?”
“A wish. This is a fountain…” He said, and I suddenly got what he was trying to say.
“Oh okay.” I said.
Harry pulled two quarters out of his wallet, and handed one to me while keeping the other for himself.
“Make a wish.” He whispered, and I did just that.
‘I wish that something good will happen between Harry and I soon.’ I wished, and threw the coin into the water, watching as it splashed into the water and sank to the bottom.
“Jenna?” I snapped out of the thoughtful reverie I was in and turned towards Harry.
“Yes?” I responded.
“What would you think...” he said, then paused and ran his fingers through his curls.
“What would I think, Harry?” I asked curiously.
“Screw this.” Harry muttered, and then he did the thing I least expected him to.
He kissed me.
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I’M SORRY FOR THE CLIFFHANGER PLEASE DON’T MURDER ME I’M A GOOD PERSON I HAVEN’T EVEN GONE ON A DATE OR HAD MY FIRST KISS YET.
Okay thank you for reading I’m just going to go hide somewhere where no one can find me….yeah…..I think my friends that read this story are going to find me and strangle me……
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