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All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus
When I crack that whip, everybody gon' trip just like a circus
Don't stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor just like a circus…

Circus- Britney Spears


[Jamie’s P.O.V.]
"You need to get my roots too!" I fussed as I stared in the mirror.
Mark stopped and looked at me through the reflection.

"You wanna fucking do it yourself?"

"I'm good." I shot him a smile and he continued to spread the hair dye all over. I felt Mark's phone vibrate and saw there was a message.

"Who's Clarissa?"

"Girl from school. She's totally into me, but, she's just not my type. She's waaaay to sweet and I'm scared I'll just end up not liking her and breaking her heart. She should find someone who'll really love her and won't be afraid to be open with her."

"GAAAAYYYYYY!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP." He flicked my head and got a grunt from me.

"Ouch..."

"Seriously though; I don't know what I should do."

"Introduce her to that friend of yours! The one who Skyped with me and you."

"Andre?"

"YEAH! He's super awesome. Seems like a genuine person too!" I smiled as I kicked my feet around.

"That's not a bad idea actually..." I heard the phone vibrate again and saw it was a message from Harry.

From: Harry
Well, we can talk about it over Skype? Tomorrow maybe? xx


"He said he wants to talk tomorrow."

"The sooner the better. I don't want mom thinking I got you wrapped up in a huge mess." Mark chuckled.
"There. Done! Now we wait and wash it off in..." I watched as he reached for the instructions to read it.

Meanwhile, I looked through Niall and I's conversation.... Well... More like me TRYING to get a conversation started.
Niall hasn't even answered...
Maybe I should try Louis?

"Okay... While we wait for that to settle, let's eat Pizza! I ordered some a while back." Mark smiled as he looked to me.

"This is why you're the best."
We chilled, ate our pizza, and I went to wash my hair.

"Woooooowwww.... That's really purple." I mumbled as I looked into the mirror.

"Hey, let's go out. It's only six and the lights are awesome at this time." I heard mark yell for me.

"Mom always says not to go out with your hair wet-"

"Mimi!"

"Okay, okay." I laugh as I throw some clothes on.

I reach for my gray pom beanie, my black jeans, gray stripped knitted "hipster" sweater, and chucks.
"Let's go!" We rushed out and got into Mark's car to drive around.


At this point; I'm so jealous of Mark.


"This is amazing!" I squeal at the sights. I see that Mark pulled up somewhere to park. I look at him questionably, but, he just smiles and takes his seatbelt off.

"We aren't getting any awesome sightseeing done if we stay in the car." I smile and get out to chase him.

It's just like when we were little and we'd ditch mom to run around the mall! Except this time our mom isn't freaking out over us.
We stopped everywhere, tried everything, and did anything.

"Mark! Over there! What's with the crowd of people?" We walked over with ice cream in hand as we watched the mob get larger. Okay, maybe it wasn't a mob, but, thirty people looked like A LOT to me.

That's when I saw flashes.

"Dude... Those are paps." I mumble.

"What? No way! Some crazy shit must be going down!"

"Mark! Wait! MARK!" I followed behind my brother as he ran inside the crowd. It was mostly girls in here... Maybe there's a cute street performer? I looked up to see this was just a hotel.
"What the...? Mark! Let's leave!" I shouted for him and I saw him come out.

"Just some famous guy. Unless it's Beyonce; I don't care." Mark chuckled as we tried to leave.
Notice how I said TRIED.

"Mark!" We began to get separated by these girls.

"Jamie!" They were pushing and pulling, kicking and screaming to get through, and I was in the middle of all this.

"Dios mío ayúdame..." I was suddenly given a huge push, falling straight in the front with my hands out.

"Ouch!" Concrete really hurts...

I steadily got myself up and looked around me; guards were beginning to come out and the screams grew louder.

"HEY! Behind the lines!"

"Can't you see I'm TRYING to get behind the lines?!" I turned around and was surprised to see Harry's bodyguard. I guess he was surprised to see me as well since his eyes grew large for a second.

"Hey! Buff dude!" I chuckled as I raised my hand to him for a high-five. He laughed and slapped his hand against my own.

"Just because I know you, doesn't mean I'll give you special treatment."

"Who said I wanted it? I just really wanna get out of here! My brother is on the other-" I was cut off again when the screams doubled in loudness... If that makes sense.
"I think I'll go now." I turned around but was faced with girls wanting to push through.

"Maybe I can take you inside the lobby to wait for your brother." I heard Paul say into my ear. I nodded and pulled my Pom beanie down a bit more.

"MIMI? Is that you?" I looked up to see Harry with a huge smile plastered on his face. A hint of shock was hidden there, but, was completely over powered by his happiness.
That's when I SWEAR everything went silent for a moment. The guards turned to me, then the fans.

"COVER HER!" The screams erupted again, and I was being pushed into Harry's circle of bodyguards.

"HEY!"
"OVER HERE!"
"MIMI, IS IT? TELL US A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF!"
"HOW DO YOU KNOW HARRY?"
"HARRY! I LOVE YOU!"
"SHE ISN'T EVEN THAT PRETTY!"

"That was rude!" I mumble as I was being huddled by Harry.

"Don't worry, I'll hide you." He smiled as he wrapped an arm around me.

"Thanks." I grinned back.

"DUCK YOU TWO!" We followed their orders and were slowly getting to the car. Once inside, I felt much more relaxed.

"Don't let your guard down. If they see you're face; they WILL figure out who you are." Harry chuckled as he pulled my beanie down a bit further.

"Thanks." I pulled my legs up to my chest and dug my face in between my thighs. Already I could hear banging on the windows as we tried to go off. The driver was constantly honking and the screams were now surrounding the car. I took a small peek at Harry and saw he was looking out in the front worried.

"I SEE HER FACE!" I heard someone yell and I immediately ducked back down.

"Okay. You're safe for now." I heard Harry sigh in relief. I looked up and saw we were driving off. I let my body go loose as I felt the tension slowly release itself from me.

"That was horrible! I don't EVER want to be famous. Thanks again Paul." I smiled to him as he sat in the passengers seat. He nodded and continued to look up front. I turned to Harry and saw he had amusement in his eyes.
"What?"

"Nothing." He chuckled as he shifted positions.
"What were you doing back there? Better yet; what are you doing here in LONDON!" He laughed as he turned to me. I watched him fix his purple beanie and adjust his jacket.

"Well, this was Mark's birthday gift to me." I smiled.

"Wow. That sure tops mine then..."

"Oh stop." I gave him a small push with my hand and laughed.
"You mind if I call him? We got separated in the crowd trying to find out what was with the ruckus."

"Sure." He pulled his phone out and handed it to me. I smiled and began to dial his number. I heard ringing and waited for an answer.

"Hello?"

"Mark! It's me!"

"JAMIE! Thank god you're okay!"

"Yeah, I'm here with Harry." I turned to smile at him.

"What? That was HIM the girls were going crazy for?"

"He's got that cheeky charm, remember?"

"What?" Harry laughed at me.

"That was really lame James."

"Whatever. Meet me up at-" I turned to look at Harry. He quickly realize I was waiting for him to finish my sentence.

"The Chinese place down this street." I handed Harry the phone and he gave Mark the instructions. He hung up and placed his phone away.
"You're brother's funny."

"What did he say now?" I groaned.

"Nothing... Nothing at all." He flashed me a smirk before looking ahead.

"Why didn't you just order something from the hotel? Or ask them if they delivered?"

"Thank You!" I heard Paul groan.

"Paul, c'mon. The fans were waiting forever. Might as well give them a small hello-"

"Just be glad it was a small group."

"THAT was a SMALL group?" My jaw dropped at the news.

"There's way bigger ones. Be happy you didn't get stuck in a larger crowd." Paul chuckles from the front.

"Damn... I feel bad for whoever is trying to be your girlfriend! That's a lot of competition. But of course; it's Nothing I cant handle." I joked.

"Are you saying that YOU'RE trying to be my girlfriend?" He smirked as he looked at me. I stopped and thought for a moment.

"Yeah... That didn't come out right..." I hear Harry chuckle, and I begin to blush.
"Anyways..." I try to shake off my awkwardness and smile at him.

"We're here you two." Paul informs us as he opens up the door. I nod and am about to open my side of the door, when;

"Wait!" Harry jumps out and goes around to my door. He opens it up and steps back for me to come out.

"What a gentleman." I chuckle as I step down. He fakes a gentlemanly bow, and I laugh. He closes the door and guides me inside.
"Smells really good in here." I sigh as the intoxicating smells trigger my senses. Harry nodded and was about to speak, but, was cut off.

"JAMES!" I turn around to face the familiar voice; My brother.

"MARK!" I smile as I turn around to him. He approaches me, but, Paul steps in.

"Please stay back, sir."

"He's my brother." I smile as I pat him. He nods and let's Mark approach me. He gets me in a headlock and ruffles my hair up. I laugh as he chuckles at his own actions. When he releases me, he lets a sigh of relief out.

"God! I thought I lost you!"

"Don't worry. Swole guy here helped me." I nod to Paul.

"Swole?"

"Do you prefer buff?" I ask with all seriousness to a laughing Paul. He shrugs and turns back to watch for any fans.

"Is curly the one who those girls were going loco for?" Mark nods to Harry.

"Oh! Right! Harry, this is my brother; Mark."

"It's nice to meet you."

"Well aren't you a good looking guy. Mimi, I'm starting to wonder about you." Mark chuckles as he shakes Harry's hand.

"Ignore him. He's like that with all guys."

"It's fine. He seems cool."

"Correction; AM." Mark winks. I punch him playfully and turn to Harry.

"So, why did he just call you James?" Harry chuckles as he furrows his brows.

"Nickname I have to her a long time ago." We all begin to talk as Harry orders food. Mark decided to get some as well, and we all sat down and talked for a while. When our orders were ready, we were all starting to go our separate ways.

"You can come over anytime you want dude. You're pretty cool."

"Thank you." Harry chuckled as he looked down.

"Why not right now! Just for a minute or two?"

"Can I Paul?"

"We have to-"

"Okay! Let's go!" Harry began to push us into Mark's car.

"What about Paul?"

"He'll just follow behind us." Harry laughed.

~

When we reached the apartment, I flopped on the couch.

"So you thought you'd dye your hair?" Harry laughed from the kitchen.

"Mark suggested it..." I mumbled into the couch cushions.

"I'm not the one who said they wanted to go incognito! At least if you dyed your hair, mom won't be as pissed." Mark yelled back.

I laughed and sat up straight.

"This color is soooo vibrant. I need more of this brand. Chachi likes." I smile as I bob my head.

"Who's Chachi?"

"Her incognito name..." Mark sighs as he steps out with the Chinese.

"Well, purple looks good on you." Harry winked.

"Hey! Big brother right here! I want some action!"

"Mark!" Harry and I laughed as Mark rolled his eyes sarcastically as he flipped his 'Hair'.

"I like your brother."

"You and every other guy." I chuckled as he plopped down besides me.

"Hey! I'm a likable person!"

"That you are." Harry agreed.

"Just for that; we should all hang out one day. And by all, I mean me and you.." Mark smiled at him.

"If his busy superstar life lets him."

"I can squeeze time for friends". Harry smiled warmly, and it caused me to smile back.

"My fone is goin uff! Hol on!" Mark mumbled with his mouthful. I watched him run off, and looked over at Harry to see he was reaching over for my sketch book.

. . .


"NO!" I jumped on him and wiggled myself up and towards my book.

I was too late.

Harry shrugged me off and rose from his seat as he held the book up high.

"You're too damn tall!"

"You're too short!"

"HARRY!" I tried jumping for it, and failed to do so.

"Why can't I see it?"

"It's just doodles!"

"I like doodling!"

"Gaaaahhhh!" I fussed and flared my arms all over as I fell back to the couch. I grabbed a cushion and threw it against my face.

"So does that mean I can look in it?"

I didn't respond.

"Cool!" I felt the couch bounce a bit as Harry took his spot besides me. I heard the pages flip one by one, but, no sound from Harry.
Did he not like them?
I took a peek and saw he had his mouth gaped a tiny bit.

"This is incredible..." He mumbled under his breath.
"Who's this?" He pointed to a sketch of my dad.

"That is the guy who ejaculated into our dear bearer." Mark mumbled as he came up from behind us.

"You're so nasty!" I laughed along with Harry.

"Your dad? Wow! That looks amazing..."

"Don't compliment her. She gets all weird and ends up saying how there's little mistakes in everything-"

"Cause there is! My work isn't perfect! If it was, then there wouldn't be anything for me to work on." I grumbled as I scooted closer to Harry.

"That's so deep." Mark chuckled as he sat across from us. He placed the rest of the food on the table.
"You want some?"

"Sure! Might as well. The lads will probably eat the food I sent off to them anyways. Harry smiled up to him as he served himself some.

"I won't even offer you. You just attack it without an invite." Mark chuckled as he went for cups.

"Can you draw something for me? Like, demonstrate?" Harry grinned playfully at me.

"I guess... What do you want me to draw?"

"Anything!" He smiled as he handed me my book. I shrugged and took it.
I reached besides me for Harry's gift and pulled some pencils out.

"See? Comes in handy." Harry murmured as he ate his rice. I giggled and opened a page up for me to draw on.

I looked around the room to find something to draw.
And my eyes landed on Harry's.

"Stay still... Don't move..." Harry nodded and stared at me with soft eyes. I began to sketch the layout of his eyes and brows, the curves, the way each lash bends, the shades and detail in his irises.

"Aww shit... She's in the zone..." I heard Mark chuckle as he came in. I simply let a happy hum as I continued to examine Harry. I began to shade in his eyes to make it seem more realistic.

"Stop making faces..." I mumbled as I switched my gaze back and forth from the drawing to Harry.

"Sorry... But it's hard while I'm eating." He chuckled. After adding the shading under his eyes, I looked at it, and was pleased with the outcome.

"Here you go!" I smiled as I handed him the book.

"Wow..." He grinned as he took in the detail. I laughed and reached over for some soda and a plate of that Spicy orange chicken.

"This really is amazing."

"She's been like that since forever." Mark teased.

"You would've been amazing too Mark."

"Well, it wasn't really my thing. It was fun for a while, but, I found my calling." He smiled as he turned the TV on.

"Harry Styles and a new mystery girl? This is SO TRUE!" My head shot up to the screen.

"After a two week visit to a small town by Chicago, Harry was caught flirting with a young girl."

"Hey! I'm a woman!" I ranted to the TV. Harry and Mark chuckled, but I didn't feel like talking back.

"The two birds were seen sitting alone on a bench where Harry proceeded to warm her up with his blazer. Aww!" I heard Harry chuckle and I swear I felt him look at me for a second.

"Guess this earned some points for our favorite curly lad from One Direction, since he was also seen sharing a sweet kiss near his-"

"NEXT." Mark flipped the channel and stopped at a cartoon.

"At least they didn't see that I had pink hair back then. My mom would've flipped if she knew that was me." I chuckled as I served myself more food.

"But now I was caught with a purple haired girl as I came out of the hotel."

"True." I nodded and ate.

I then heard Harry's phone go off and he answered, putting it on speaker.

"Yeah?"

"HARRY! Get over here now! We need to talk about all this commotion going on about you and the girl. I've been getting phone calls like CRAZY!"

"I'm with her right now actually." He turned and smiled at me.

"What?! Harry! You're gonna get that girl in a heap of a mess! There's already something trending on twitter about her, and, it isn't pretty..."

"It's fine. I don't even use social media." I suddenly said.
Harry looked at me wide eyed, and I gasped slightly at what I just did...

"Am I on SPEAKER?!" The man on the phone yelled in shock.

"Yeah... Sorry..." Harry and I laughed as we heard him mutter.

"Get. Here. Now." And with that, the phone call died.

"Is it really that bad? We didn't even kiss though!"

"Paparazzi will say anything these days. My publicist just doesn't want us to lose our fanbase." Harry sighed as he got up.

"I'm just glad your fans don't know where-"

"WHOOOOAAAAA!" Harry an I turned our attention to Mark who was out in the balcony. He was staring down with the box of shrimp fried rice slowly slipping from his hand.

"What?" I rushed besides him and gasped.
"Harry..." He came besides me and leaned out to see a mob of girls standing outside the building.

Mark's apartment is only on the second floor, so, when the girls spotted us looking out...

All. Hell. Broke. Loose.

"DUDE! Those chicks can scream!" Mark yelled over the screams. I then saw flashes and even more screams for Harry.

"They found me?! But... How?" Harry gasped as he looked down at everyone. He waved a few times to the crowd and then looked at me.

"What are you staring-?"

"Hurry! Inside!" Harry wrapped his arm around my shoulder and hurried me along. Mark followed and closed the door.

"DAAAAAMNNN! I wish I had that much female attention." Mark laughed as he sat next to us.

"Now the paps know you live here." Harry sighed as he picked his phone up.
"I need to call Paul-"

"Someone's knocking." I mumbled as I went to the door. I looked through the peep hole and saw Paul standing there. I opened up and smile at him.

"You're so tall dude. C'mon in." I chuckled as I stepped aside. He let a laugh out and walked inside.
"Harry's over here." We went to the living room were Harry and Mark were looking outside again.

"Harry! We need to leave NOW before it gets too crazy."

"Alright Paul." Harry sighed as he walked up to me.
"Sorry about this. I didn't mean to get you caught up in it all." He mumbled as he embraced me in a hug.

"It's fine. I've got Mark to protect me."

"Nuh-uh! You're on your own." I glared at Mark as I broke away from Harry.
"What? I've seen how girls get around Justin Bieber." He laughed as he came up to us.
"I'll see you on the news Harry." Mark teased.

"Maybe you'll be there too." Harry teased back. Mark laughed and set the rice down.

"Alright. Lets go." We followed them to the door as they walked out.

"Bye Mimi! Bye Mark!" Harry called out.

"Bye!" Mark and I chorused. After we closed the door, we ran to the balcony and tried to look out sneakily to wait for Harry to come out.

"HOLY SHIT DUDE." I gasped as I saw guards and more guards pushing crazed fans to the side. I spotted Harry's curls as he ducked behind his guards.

"That shit is waaaay to crazy." Mark muttered as he continued to look. It felt like forever till Harry finally got to his car, but, even then, he couldn't leave.
"Oh hell no! If I see fans crowding around us tomorrow, they better not slam my car like that!" Mark sassed as he stood up in full view of the crowd below. I got up myself and tried to pull him down.

"HEY!"

"OVER HERE!"

"WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!"

"WHO'S THAT GUY?!"
"Aww shit! Mark! Get in!" I grumbled as I pulled him along.

"They'll probably leave in a while." Mark shrugged. I bit my nails and was a bit worried.

"Don't freak out you dork." Mark chuckled as he flicked food at me.

"MARK! YOU GOT IT IN MY HAIR!" I laugh as I throw some back at him.

"Ass!" He flicks a spoonful of sauce at me and gets me right in the neck.






Oh... This means war.

Notes

Sorry for the lag on updates... I've had a lot going on and just felt so down all week.
Guys are asses.

Anyways...

Comment, Rate, Subscribe, And Enjoy! <3


***Stupid spacing came out wrong Dx

Purple Haired Jamie:

Comments

literally dying for an update

Leeya'Love Leeya'Love
11/6/14

Your such an amazing writer! I can't wait for the next update!

im_a_nialler im_a_nialler
4/16/14

ahhhh i love this!!

OMG you update yay!!!!

@Cucumber
I know!! I'm so bad!Dx