" Miss.L, we are here." The chauffeur announced opening my door.
" Thank you." I replied and walked off. O Magazine. The building is even bigger than my set !
I'm just a couple of steps away from the people I love the most. I spotted Liam's bald head.
" I missed you so much, Li." I ran into his arms.
" Good. Because we all missed you."
" Congratulations on O ! It's huge !" I pulled away congratulating him.
" It's surreal ! But we really have to go in. We'll talk about this later." Liam gushingly pulled my
wrist into his dressing room.
" Boys !" I instinctivley yelled when I noticed the familiar faces.
" Finally !" Niall pulled me in once more for a group hug.
" Harry's gonna be so happy." Zayn said.
" Yes but what's the plan ?" I waved my hands around.
" He thinks he's doing his final shot right now. Except we're delaying him just for you. " Louis filled me in.
" Come on. Let's go." Liam waved at the door.
I'm pretty sure they can hear the beat of my heart sending adrenaline through my veins.
Waves of excitement washed over me as we walked in to the set. It was all surrounded by lighting gadgets,
professional cameras, make up and fashion artistic rushing around, and photographers doing their thing.
" When you're ready." Niall smiled and backed away with the others.
I looked around trying to find where Harry is. In the corner. He was standing in front of a dark navy background in a white v-neck and the skinniest jeans ever showing off his best assets. ASSets. Damn. I took a
breathe in and ran off into that corner, pushing each force within me into my feet. His face was
directed into the left camera. I got his attention by landing on his neck, wrapping my slender arms
around his collar bones.
" Bell !" Harry yelled.
" Styles !" I yelled back.
I didn't move my arms from his neck as he wrapped his palms on my waist, squeezing me in.
He then picked me up and swirled me around making me giggle. Happy giggles.
" I really really missed you." I told him again hopping off.
" No. I really really missed you." Harry protested.
" No I did."
" Nope."
" I think I'd win this one." I smirked at him.
" Well, you thought wrong." He smirked back.
" Shut up and kiss me." I said making him smirk again at my remark.
Harry leaned in and gently connected our lips together. Without any doubt, I licked the tip of his inner
lips asking for entrance. Which he gave in easily for. The rest of the world muttered out. Just me and Harry.
Our tongues dancing and fighting for dominance.
" Didn't I tell you I won ?' I pulled back smirking in search for oxygen.
" You just wait."
" Alright boys, come check out your pictures." A guy behind a computer screen declared.
Harry grabbed my hand and headed to where the voice echoed from.
" My hair is so fine !" Zayn complemented, himself.
" You can be such a girl sometimes" Louis groaned pushing Zayn out of the way to take a glimpse at
his shot.
This arguing went on until Harry's shots were displayed last.
" Shit, your hot." I noodged him.
" Check this one out." Harry pointed at the picture.
The photographers got a shot of us kissing. A really good shot, actually. You can slightly see our tongues
moving. Both of our hair twinkling slightly with his hand tangled in mine. I loved it.
" Is it okay if we write a short article about the both of you with this picture ?" The photographer asked.
Harry looked down at me questioning for approval or disapproval.
" Yes of course." I answered him with a smile feeling my phone vibrate. I fumbled with my pocket pulling it
out. Jesus skinny jeans can be really skinny. And their pockets !
My screen displayed a text message.

" John:
Lunch ? I heard you're with Harry, but once you come back ? (; "

Guess who just killed the moment ? With a wink.