Author’s note:
***IF YOU LIKE THE STORY PLEASE RAAAATTEEEEE <3
I’m sorry the story’s too long I had to break it up even further .-.
Anyways score right here!
Marcel: 13 Harry: 5 Mark:5 <-- First time Marcel didn’t gain any votes :O

Kristen made it a bit awkward.
You see, I wasn’t really planning on having her walk right up to Riley and say “Would you like to have coffee with Harry Styles.”
I kinda wanted it to be like..
“Ohmygosh!!Your Harry styles!” Riley exclaimed.
“Yes,” I smiled, “you look gorgeous love, what’s your name?”
“I’m Riley!”
“You wanna get some coffee? Just to get to know each other a bit” I smiled.
She gasps, “Sure! Let’s go!”
And now it’s kinda just like… yeah. Awkward. Like Kirsten forced us to be together or something.
I quickly ran through the back of my mind for some topics to talk about. Strangely, my mind was blank. Usually my head is full of pick-up lines when I see a girl. But now.. nothing.
I smiled awkwardly as I sipped my coffee. “So... how was your day?”
“It was alright, just any ordinary day… except I got to meet you.” She blushed, “what about you Harry?”
“It’s kinda boring, since we got a week off from tours and stuff. They all went back to their family. So I’m,” I shrugged, “stuck home with my brothers.”
“Oh right, Marcel and Mark right?” Smiled Riley, “the cute nerd and the sex lord.”
“Is that what the Directioners call them?” I felt like I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
“Yup.” Riley sipped her coffee.
“What do they call me?” I leaned close, serious.
“Just… Just Harry I guess,” She thought, “maybe Hazza, or cupcake.”
It’s funny finally finding out about what the fandom does.
“So… uh… Who’s your favorite 1D member?” I asked.
“…..” Her cheeks turned red as she whispered really quietly, “you.”
I smiled as I sipped my coffee. Her shyness is so cute.
“Harry?”
“Mmmhm?”
“Is it true that you’ve slept with around 30 women?” She looked in my eyes gingerly.
“What?” I frowned, “where did you hear that?”
“On a page,” she sipped her latte, “they say it’s estimated around 30.”
“No,” I shook my head quickly. They probably got Mark mixed up with me. Sometimes my pictures that they took are actually Marks.”
Her eyes widened, “really?”
I nodded, “we look identical, so I don’t blame the fandom for this.”
Just then, my phone rang. “Just a second,” I smiled at Riley and walked near the washroom.”
“Hey Hazz,” Said Kirsten.
“What’s up,” I asked.
“Did I interrupt you guys? How’s it going?”
“Yeah you kinda… interrupted… It’s… Alright I guess, a bit awkward but it’s kinda nice.”
“That’s good to hear,” She said, “don’t want to keep her waiting, bye Hazz.”
“Bye,” I said before she hang up.
“Hey,” I said as I went back.
Riley smiled, “Who was it?”
“Just my assistant, Kirsten.” I replied, “You know, the one who asked you to come.”
“Oh,” she smiled, “she seems like a good friend.”
“Yeah she is, just sometime she gets really irritating.” I said. “All her craziness and that.”
She nods politely. Clearly has nothing to say.
Now would be the time, I heard Kirsten’s voice in my head. Ok, I thought. I can do this.
“Riley,” I said. “Would you be my girlfriend?”