Loving Him
Chapter 2
Harry’s POV
“I think we shouldn’t sneak out again. Harry, that was way too close.” Niall said as they climbed out of the vent.
“Geez Niall, calm down. The pap didn’t catch us. Chill” I clambered out of the vent and landed square on face into a slab of cement ground, “Plus, we met a chick who didn’t know who we were. Other than the haters do you know how rare that is? And she was hot.”
I stood up and rubbed my sore cheek as Niall followed behind me.
“We have to go, Harry.” He shoved me forward as he stood. This had obviously really freaked Niall because usually he was so carefree. The American pap were so rough.
“Alright,” I rolled my eyes and broke into a sprint, mapping out the way back to the hotel.
“Where the shit have you guys been?” Liam almost shouted as we entered the room. Usually I would be slightly taken aback by this but the whole group was pretty on edge since the tour started. I was the only who was interested in some fun.
“We were going to get Starbucks.” I replied simply.
“Starbucks is down the road. It doesn’t take that long.”
“Yeah, well, the paparazzi…”
“The one thing we were told not to do was get caught by the paparazzi. They’re crazed around here, remember? And you snuck out, didn’t you? Cause I don’t see any bodyguards accompanying you.” Liam shook his head.
Zayn spoke up, “Now that we’re all here, we need to get to the venue. We’re already late.”
“Alright alright.” I sighed, this tour was really having an effect on the group.
Clarence’s POV
Lily’s car pulled up outside the café and I almost ran out to greet her. Work had been painfully boring after those two boys had left. I hopped into the front seat and let go of a deep breath.
“We need to go out, do something social.” I told her.
“Sure,” she said, brushing her hair back behind her ear, “text Madison and we’ll go get drunk.”
She handed me her phone and I looked at the screen.
“Hey I know these guys.”
“Seriously. You never know anything about celebs,” She didn’t believe me.
I pointed to the curly haired brunette, “Yeah, this guy is called Harry Stylish and this one,” I moved my finger to the blonde, “is Lyle something.”
She laughed, throwing her head back majestically, “nice try, Clarence, but it’s Harry Styles and Niall Horan.”
“Yeah and the band is One Direction or something.”
“How do you know all this? Last time I checked, you only knew who Elvis Presly was and that’s it.” Lily was looking at me curiously, as though I was some kind of strange animal.
“Those two came into the shop today.”
“Shut up. No effing way.”
I recounted the whole story to her.
“Tonight, we’re going clubbing and then we’re going to hang around the concert, see if we can catch a glimpse of them. Maybe they’ll recognise you.”
“I doubt it.” I said but the thought of seeing that Harry guy again gave me a flutter in my stomach, “but OK.”
“I think we shouldn’t sneak out again. Harry, that was way too close.” Niall said as they climbed out of the vent.
“Geez Niall, calm down. The pap didn’t catch us. Chill” I clambered out of the vent and landed square on face into a slab of cement ground, “Plus, we met a chick who didn’t know who we were. Other than the haters do you know how rare that is? And she was hot.”
I stood up and rubbed my sore cheek as Niall followed behind me.
“We have to go, Harry.” He shoved me forward as he stood. This had obviously really freaked Niall because usually he was so carefree. The American pap were so rough.
“Alright,” I rolled my eyes and broke into a sprint, mapping out the way back to the hotel.
“Where the shit have you guys been?” Liam almost shouted as we entered the room. Usually I would be slightly taken aback by this but the whole group was pretty on edge since the tour started. I was the only who was interested in some fun.
“We were going to get Starbucks.” I replied simply.
“Starbucks is down the road. It doesn’t take that long.”
“Yeah, well, the paparazzi…”
“The one thing we were told not to do was get caught by the paparazzi. They’re crazed around here, remember? And you snuck out, didn’t you? Cause I don’t see any bodyguards accompanying you.” Liam shook his head.
Zayn spoke up, “Now that we’re all here, we need to get to the venue. We’re already late.”
“Alright alright.” I sighed, this tour was really having an effect on the group.
Clarence’s POV
Lily’s car pulled up outside the café and I almost ran out to greet her. Work had been painfully boring after those two boys had left. I hopped into the front seat and let go of a deep breath.
“We need to go out, do something social.” I told her.
“Sure,” she said, brushing her hair back behind her ear, “text Madison and we’ll go get drunk.”
She handed me her phone and I looked at the screen.
“Hey I know these guys.”
“Seriously. You never know anything about celebs,” She didn’t believe me.
I pointed to the curly haired brunette, “Yeah, this guy is called Harry Stylish and this one,” I moved my finger to the blonde, “is Lyle something.”
She laughed, throwing her head back majestically, “nice try, Clarence, but it’s Harry Styles and Niall Horan.”
“Yeah and the band is One Direction or something.”
“How do you know all this? Last time I checked, you only knew who Elvis Presly was and that’s it.” Lily was looking at me curiously, as though I was some kind of strange animal.
“Those two came into the shop today.”
“Shut up. No effing way.”
I recounted the whole story to her.
“Tonight, we’re going clubbing and then we’re going to hang around the concert, see if we can catch a glimpse of them. Maybe they’ll recognise you.”
“I doubt it.” I said but the thought of seeing that Harry guy again gave me a flutter in my stomach, “but OK.”
Notes
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10/4/14