I woke up the next morning to my alarm clock going off at ten am, it is too early. I sat up and instantly I was feeling better than I had the past two days! My iPhone beeped from beside me as it indicated I had a photo shoot to do today that I couldn’t reschedule. Groaning I went into my bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the day. After finishing getting ready I walked like a zombie to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. As the coffee was brewing I remembered the curly headed boy sleeping on my couch. I sauntered into the living room to see Harry and Sage cuddling rather intensely on the couch. I really didn’t want to interrupt the cuddle session but Harry needed to wake up. I gently poked him but he didn’t budge so I poked him harder, this time he just groaned and covered the spot I poked.

“Harry, get up,” I said while shoving him and he just groaned again in response.

“Seriously Harry, get up.”

Nothing, this boy sleeps like he is dead! I decided to have Sage help me wake the boy up, I made a kissing noise and pointed to Harry’s lips, Sage sat up on Harry’s chest and began licking him. A smile appeared on Harry’s face but his eyes were still closed.

“Stop it, no stop it. You frisky little thing, not right now,” Harry said and I couldn’t help but laugh at him. At the sound of my laugh Harry popped his eyes open to and he saw Sage giving him kisses and a blush immediately appeared on his face.

“Oh my god! You-- I can’t even look at you without laughing right now!” I exclaimed and next thing I know Harry shoved me and I fell over.

“Brat.” I just sat on the ground mocking hurt as he called me a name. “Why are you dressed?” He asked as he sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

“I have work today.”

“Are you feeling better?” Harry genuinely asked as he looked at my eyes.

“Loads! I’m making coffee if you want some.”

I walked back into the kitchen with Harry hot on my heels.

“What are you doing tonight?” Harry asked as he lifted himself on top of my counter.

“Girls night, sorry pal.”

“Girls night? I’m not a girl!” Harry jokingly said.

“Jerk. I’m hanging out with some models I became friends with at a shoot. I’m sorry,” I said while I poured two cups of coffee and got the cream and sugar out.

“That’s okay. Do you work tomorrow?” Harry asked as he fixed up his coffee.

“Nope. I hardly work on the weekends, why? What did you have in mind?” I asked him as I took a seat at the kitchen table.

“How about a Harry and Abby day? Kind of like a girls night only better becayse it'll be with me,” He said as he put on a smile.

“Yeah, okay,” I said to him as I drank my coffee.

“Did you want to get a muffin from Starbucks?” Harry said after a few minutes of silence.

“YES!!!” I exclaimed as I put our cups in the sink and ran over to the door.

“Uh Abby? You're forgetting to walk Sage,” Harry said as the dog sadly walked behind him towards the door.

“Damn it! If I do that now I’ll be late for work! You know what I’ll just bring her with me today, my boss never minds!” I said as I ran to get the leash and clip it on Sage's collar. We made our way out of my flat and down to the lobby where we greeted Stan. Once we hit the streets we wandered in the direction of Starbucks, once we got there we stopped outside.

“I can’t take her inside. Do you mind ordering for me?” I asked and he nodded his head. “Grande French vanilla cappuccino and a blueberry muffin please!” I said as I pulled my wallet out. When I looked up to hand Harry some money he was already inside, that silly bastard. I waited patiently for Harry to return and when he came back outside and handed me my items I threw the money at him.

“You suck.”

“How do I suck?” Harry asked as he tried to hand back the money.

“I would have paid for it!”

“Well I felt like paying for it. Get over it,” Harry said as he slipped the money into my bag and started walking again. I jogged to catch up to him and when I did I grabbed his shoulder.

“Wait! I don’t want a repeat of last time. Let me take a few bites before we start walking again,” I said and followed with a few bites into my muffin and then we started walking again.

“You really love those muffins don’t you?” He asked, glancing at me with a smile on his face.

“They are so good! Try it!” I said and shoved the muffin up to his mouth where he took a small bite. After swallowing it he grabbed the muffin out of my hand and took another huge bite.

“You’re correct, it’s delicious,” he said with his mouthful and I just playfully shoved him. We came to a halt outside of my building and we turned to one another. He pulled me into a hug, being careful as to not spill my coffee or make me drop my muffin, and I hugged him back.

“I’ll talk to you later yeah?” I asked him once we pulled away from the hug.

“Sure will. And I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“That you will my friend,” I said to him in my fake British accent. Harry gave me another hug goodbye then bent down to say goodbye to Sage.

“You are the best kiss I’ve ever had!” He exclaimed to Sage who just licked his nose. He stood up and waved goodbye as he walked down the block. I walked into the building and went up to the ninth floor where the studio was. As soon as I arrived I was bombarded by my girlfriends.

“You aren’t?!” Rachel, one of the models in today’s shoot, said as the others just stared at me waiting for a response.

“I’m not what?” I asked as I took off Sage’s leash.

“Dating Harry Styles you slag!”

“I’m not, just pals my dear,” I said as I patted her cheek and walked over to my stuff. I grabbed my camera and began setting it up. “How do you even know about that?” I curiously asked her.

“It’s all over the web, dear! Have you not noticed it yet?” Rachel said from her chair as she got her make up done.

“No. I haven’t got the time for that,” I said to her as I walked over. She pulled out her phone and began typing something up and then handed me her phone.

“Take a look for yourself then.”

Harry Styles and mystery woman spotted again!
Harry Styles and a local girl were spotted walking the streets of London 3 days ago as they made their way to a local restaurant. Styles appeared to be distracted by the young brunette as she joked around with him. This isn’t the first time these two have been spotted together, just last week the pair was seen getting into a cab together before heading over to Nando’s. The cabbie that drove them reports they were very down to earth throughout the ride and both appeared interested in what the other had to say. The driver also reported neither could take their eyes off one another. Who is this girl and where has Harry been hiding her? Are they dating? Is it love? Or is it just another fling for the young idol? So many questions and no answers! At least the boy has got him a looker, she’s quite fit if I do say so myself!

“Oh my god!” I exclaimed as I read the article. “This is insane!”

“That’s what you get for hanging around with a pop star sweets,” Rachel said as she took her phone back. This time she pulled up her Twitter app and clicked on a few things and handed the phone back to me. I scanned over the screen and saw so many fans of his band posting rude things about me calling me fat, ugly and an attention whore and I saw a few nice ones but there was more hate than love.

“This is unbelievable! How does he deal with this?” I asked to no one in particular.

“Don’t know lovey, but it appears he just tweeted!” She exclaimed and again handed me her phone.

She was right, he did just tweet five minutes ago:
@Harry_Styles: Everybody meet my new girlfriend, she is a great kisser! pic.twitter.com/A4gh6yOU (Fake Link)

I tapped on the link thinking he posted a photo of me, calling me his girlfriend, as a joke when really it was a photo of my dog and Harry had this ridiculous look on his face, it was a mix of terror and excitement! It looks like it was either from this morning or last night as he had on the same shirt. I just laughed and handed the phone over to Rachel and walked off.

“I need a Twitter,” I mumbled.

After shooting Rachel and a few other girls it was time to call it a day. As I was putting up all my equipment my phone vibrated in my back pocket indicating a text message.

From: Harry
Are you sure you wouldn’t rather hang out with me? Lou is coming on to me! I need to be saved!

I laughed at his message and quickly sent a response. Once I finished putting everything up I went down to my office to grab some of the work I needed to do over the weekend when Rachel walked in.

“We still on for tonight or are you gonna go see loverboy?” She asked as she plopped down in a chair.

“You and I are on for the night!” I said to her as we walked out of the office.

“Splendid! I’ll come round your place in about 2 hours yeah?” She asked and I nodded my head as we said our farewells.

As soon as I stepped into my apartment I quickly fed Sage and ran into my room to change for the evening. Rachel and I agreed that we would go out to a local club tonight and just let loose after a long day of shooting. I walked into my closet and grabbed my light pink strapless dress. I took off my clothes I wore to work and slipped on the dress, then accompanied it with a pair of crème heels. I walked into my bathroom and straightened my wavy hair, applied my make up, and slipped on a few extra pieces of jewelry that went well with the outfit. I knew I’d be drinking tonight so I went into my kitchen where I cooked me a small meal of pizza bites, after eating I brushed my teeth and put my money, cards, house key and phone into my clutch. By the time I finished getting situated Rachel was entering my apartment.

“Let’s go sexy!” She exclaimed as she dragged me out of my apartment and down to the nightlife of London.

We’d been at the club for a few hours and our drinking escalated quickly, you always have more fun when you drink after all! My legs were burning from dancing in my heels but that didn’t even worry me, creepy guys were hitting on Rachel and I left and right! It got to a point where Rachel and I started to act like lesbians to avoid them, but that wasn’t anything new for us. Neither of us really wanted to find a boyfriend at a club anyway, not exactly something to tell your future kids, ‘Yeah kids! I met daddy at a club when I was getting white girl wasted!’ You see my logic? I excused myself from dancing to go to the bar and get another jack and coke, my favorite drink.

“Aye Harry! Go get us some drinks lad,” Niall yelled from our spot in the VIP lounge at a club in London. We all decided to go out tonight since we hadn’t been to a club together in quite some time. I groaned as I stood up and weaved my way through the dancing bodies to get to the bar.

“Hey mate,” someone said as they hit my shoulder and I looked over to see Zayn, I nodded my head at him. “I came to help you with the drinks.”

“Thanks pal,” I said to him and the bartender came over. “Can I get two pints of your finest beer and some shots of tequila? We need 8 of them,” I told the man and he just nodded his head at me. Zayn and I sat at the bar chatting amongst ourselves as we waited on the drinks. Zayn suddenly punched me in the arm and I gave him a confused look.

“Look at that girl, mate!” He said pointing to a girl in a pink dress that had brown hair flowing down her back. The dress she wore hugged her in all the right places, she had legs that went on for miles and her bum was magnificent, she was fit! I could only see her from behind but with a body like that she had to be stunning. She was with another girl that had red hair, and you could tell she was a model by how skinny she was, but not the brunette. She had a bit of meat on her, but not too much. Just how I like it. I told Zayn I’d be right back and got off the bar stool and made my way over to the ladies.

“Hello gorgeous, mind if I buy you a drink?” I whispered into the brunette’s ear so she could hear me. She jumped about ten feet in the air

“Sorry pal, I don’t play for that team,” she said before turning around and when she did my mouth dropped open.

“Abby?!” I exclaimed.

“Harry!?” Abby said at the same exact time that I said her name. We just stood there looking at one another like a deer in headlights. She’s supposed to be having a girl’s night!

“I thought you were having a girl’s night?” I asked her finally closing my mouth. I took another look at her wardrobe from feet to head, she looked amazing tonight.

“This is my girl’s night!” She exclaimed with a smile on her face. “What are you doing here?”

“The guys and I thought we’d go out tonight, this is so weird! Out of all the clubs in London we are both at the same one!” I exclaimed shaking my head in disbelief. Abby started to giggle and I could tell she had alcohol in her system, not judging her though because I had quite the amount in my system too.

“Well this is weird!” She yelled over the music. As the music stopped and another song came on Abby’s eyes got super wide. “Oh! I love this song! Come on Harry dance with me!” She yelled as she grabbed my hand and pulled me out on to the dance floor.

We were dancing her hips pressed against mine, my hands on her waist and her arms around my neck. I ran my hands over her hips and it took everything in me to not go wild right now. I don’t know what’s going on right now but Abby is acting as a total turn on. As we danced I remembered what she said when I approached.

“Are you really a lesbian?” I said into her ear so she could hear me, and the cutest smile appeared on her face.

“I can show you better than I can tell you,” she said and closed the small amount of space in between us and pressed her lips against mine. After getting over the surprise I started to kiss back, we moved our lips against one another's and when it came time for oxygen I broke the kiss and just smiled at her. “Think I’m still a lesbian, Harold?” She seductively said into my ear. Before processing anything I slammed my lips against hers, wanting more of the sensation her lips gave me. We stumbled a bit from the impact but I managed to steady ourselves as our lips continued to move. I slid my tongue across her bottom lip asking for entrance which she granted. We fought for dominance, me winning, as we continued to kiss Abby’s hands found their way into my hair and my hands found their way to her bum. I gave her bum a small squeeze and she smiled into the kiss and pulled my hair a little bit, where in response I let a moan release from my mouth.

“Come to the VIP section with me,” I said to her after I broke away from the kiss.

“Why? Aren’t your friends back there? I thought you didn’t want me meeting them yet?” Abby disappointingly said.

“I want them to meet you now. I didn’t want them meeting you before because I didn’t want one of them to snatch you up,” I said to her and she signaled for me to lead the way. I took her hand and led her through the dancing bodies all the way to the VIP area. I nodded my head at security and he let us through. As soon as I entered all the guys stared at me and Abby. I saw Zayn shake his head knowingly.

“And who do we have here?” Lou asked as he approached us, referring to Abby.

“I’m Abby, and I take it your Louis?” She said to him while sticking her hand out.

“You’re the infamous Abby?! Oh my, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you!” Lou exclaimed as he pulled Abby into a hug. I looked on with a smile on my face, I knew he’d be excited. After they hugged I pulled Abby along to meet the other guys.

“You’re Niall!!” Abby exclaimed as we approached the Irish lad.

“I am, I am. And you are Abby!” He said with the same amount of excitement that Abby had.

“I hear you love Nando’s as much as me!” Abby yelled and Niall looked at me.

“Where have you been hiding her? She’s my new best friend!” Niall said to me as he punched my shoulder. Next we went to Zayn, he greeted her and they chatted a bit about tattoos, then we went on to Liam and I waited as they talked about spoons. I admired at how confident Abby was, meeting a guy’s 4 best friends isn’t easy, and that’s what other girls have said. I remember Liam’s girlfriend, Danielle, told me it was almost as intense as meeting the parents which I found shocking because meeting parents is nerve-wracking! I pulled Abby over to a couch and waited for her to sit down, when she did I sat down next to her leaving no space in between us and slid my arm around her waist.

“Shots?” I asked pointing to the tequila shots on the table in front of us. She nodded her head and I handed her a glass and got one for myself. We cheered and tossed back the shots and after we both swallowed the liquor we scrunched our faces up in disgust. Abby started laughing and I just shot her a confused look.

“That was a cute face,” she said as she blushed.

“You have a cute face,” I told her as I leaned my head towards hers, we were just about to kiss when someone interrupted us.

“I KNEW YOU FANCIED HER, HAZ!” Louis yelled as he jumped up and down on a couch. I just shook my head at him and turned my attention back to Abby who was blushing.

“Why are you blushing?” I asked her and she slapped her hands over her cheeks to hide the blush.

“I’m not!” She giggled and I removed her hands from her face but didn’t let them go. I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers.

“Body shots!!” Niall yelled out and when I looked around I noticed Eleanor, Louis’ girlfriend, Danielle and a few other girls were now in the VIP lounge. I looked back at Abby and she wiggled her eyebrows at me as she stood up and pulled me over to where everyone was. Niall high fived her and I, and then he helped Eleanor prepare for a body shot on Louis. After they went Liam and Danielle went, then Niall and a random, and so on. It was almost Abby and I’s turn when she faced me and held her phone out to me.

“What’s that text say? She’s drunk and I can’t understand it cause I’m drunk too,” Abby rambled off. I took her phone out of her hand and tried my best to decode the drunk text from the girl she was at the club with tonight.

“She headed home. Said she’s busy tomorrow,” I told her and handed her, her phone back. When we turned back to the gang it was our turn to go. Abby tilted her head to the side and I licked it so when I poured the salt it would stick, she placed a lime in her mouth and then placed the small shot glass in between her breasts.

“Ready?” I asked her as I placed my hands on her hips, she nodded her head in response. I licked the salt off her neck, used my mouth to take the shot glass out from her breasts and squeezed the lime with my teeth which ended up making me kiss her, but I wasn’t complaining! Once we finished everyone cheered and the roles switched. As we waited for it to be our turn again we sipped on a few drinks and chatted aimlessly and Abby danced in place.

“You love to dance don’t you?” I said into her ear.

“It’s fun. Even if I’m not a fan of the music I still dance to it.”

“You’re so cute,” I said to her and pulled her against my chest by her hips.

“And you’re drunk!” She said to me as she placed her hands on my chest.

“You are too,” I said, staring into her icy blue eyes. We just stood there staring at each other for what felt like forever, when Niall interrupted us.

“You two are up,” he said, holding everything in his hands. I hopped on the table and laid down. Abby lifted my shirt up to expose my abdomen.

“You have four nipples! That’s so cute!” She said as she looked at my stomach.

“Shut up,” I mumbled at her, jokingly of course. She licked my abs so the salt would stick, then placed a lime in my mouth and took the shot glass from Niall. She licked the salt off, then tossed the shot back, and squeezed the lime that was in my mouth. Once she finished I pulled my shirt down and hopped off the table. Abby and I went back over to the couches and she let a yawn out, I chuckled at her.

“Want to head home?” I asked her as I placed my hand on her thigh.

“What time is it?” She pointed to my watch as she spoke.

“2:30 am, the club closes in a half hour,” I told her and she nodded her head.

“Let’s go,” she said and stood up as she dragged me out of the VIP lounge. We moved through the dancing bodies until we got to the entrance of the club. I stopped us before we went outside.

“The paps are going to be out there, just keep your head down okay?” I said to her and she nodded her head. We looped arms and walked out of the club, I felt her take a deep breath and I couldn’t help but smile. The paparazzi made her nervous, that’s cute. I kept my head up, being used to all the attention, and led us to an available cab. Many of the paps asked questions like who Abby was, how long we’d known each other, where we were headed, if we were dating, but both Abby and I ignored them. When we got in the cab Abby let out a sigh of relief.

“That was intense,” she said, lacing her hand with mine.

“You get used to it after a while,” I told her while I gave her a reassuring smile. The rest of the cab ride to her flat was quiet, a comfortable quiet. We pulled up outside her building and I handed the driver some money then we got out of the cab. We greeted the night doorman and headed inside where we got on the lift. Once we got to her flat she unlocked the door and I pushed her in and pressed her against the nearest wall and connected our lips. We moved our lips against one another’s as we slowly walked to her bedroom, once in her bedroom she pulled my shirt off and started unbuckling my belt which she was having trouble with. I finally got impatient and pushed her hands away and took my pants off for her. I crashed my lips against hers again and moved my hands to the zipper of her dress and zipped it off. She stepped away and let the dress fall to the ground. There we stood in only our undergarments, we looked each other and then closed the gap between us and started kissing again. I backed her up until her knees hit the bed and she fell backwards with me following her, she pushed herself up the bed so we were perfectly centered.

In this steamy moment one thing led to another and we got to know one another on a whole new level.