He lets go and whispers, "Night."
He goes across the street to his house, leaving me speechless.

Why would he kiss me?
I mean, I guess I'm used to being kissed.
But by Harry Styles?
Nope.

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"Marilyn! Finally." Rachel rolls her eyes as I walk into the studio.
"Where're the boys?" I reply nervously.

"Over there. Photoshoot."
"SHIT!" I yell as I litterally fly over there.

"Hey- but- Rachel! I'm not late!" I complain loudly as stylists rush over to prepare my face and wardrobe.
"Whatever. Sit!" She screetches.

I get pushed into a chair and I groan loudly.
One of the stylists chuckles and settles on gloss for my lips.
"Lift your head."
"Are we doing casual or serious?!" One of the girls yells.
"Serious."

I hate that one. Whenever I try to be serious I end up laughing and they have to put some sort of itchy clothes on and.. yeah.

The boys walk in and are rushed by screaming girls into chairs to be styled and pretty.
"Black or none?!" A girl yells as she has me look in the mirror.
"Black!" Rachel replies as she walks around, bossing everybody around.
"Okay. Head up, hon." The girl applies black eyeshadow.

"Black dress, white tights, black sweater." Rachel instructs.
Why are they hurrying?

"Quick, before Kaylin gets here!" Niall groans.
Aww, they hate Kaylin too! That's so sweet, isn't it?

"Get the boys in the- No, I wanted a FRAPUCCINO!" Rachel groans at her assistant.
Her assistant scurries off.

"Ugh. Niall, can I talk to you?" Rachel moans as she rubs a spot over her eyebrow.

"The rest of you.. get on the set! Go on!"

The guy who works the camera makes some last minute touches.
"Marilyn, you stand next to Harry and Louis-"
Great.

"Liam, you there- Zayn, go behind him- ooookay. Where's Niall?!"

He comes back with his arms crossed and huffs.
"Niall, go there!"

"Perfect. Marilyn, lean forward a bit."
I do and Harry catches my gaze and smirks.
"Even the stylists couldn't make you pretty, huh?" He chuckles loud enough for only I to hear.

What about yesterday?

"Shut up before I shave off your curls." I hiss weakly.
He smirks.

Ugh. Of course. He just kissed me to make me feel better. But why would he want me to feel better? Why did he-

The click of the camera brings me back to my senses.
"One more, then we switch."

Click.
"Okay. Niall, Liam, switch with Harry and Louis, you guys go where they were."

Ugh. Kill me, please.

Click, click.

I swipe my head to the side.
"MOMMM!" Kaylin screetches.

"I found some shoes in the store today. I want them!" Kaylin moans as she jumps up and down. I roll my eyes.

She's so spoiled.