Harry's POV:
'Last thing on today's agenda; in 2 weeks time is the BBC radio 1's Teen awards' Jack discussed in the conference room. 'You're up for 3 nominations and you'll be performing on the night' he informed us. We all nod our heads okay. Right when the meeting came to an end, we saw people ran down the corridors. 'What's happening?' Niall stood up. Zayn and I walked out the doors were people made such a commotion. 'Err lads?' Niall waved us towards the window. 'Umm Harry, I think your rides here' Liam pointed out to the red car. The car was surrounded by people taking photos of it as it blasted 'Kiss You' from its speakers. 'I wouldn't trust her in that car' Louis looked worried. 'Haz, you better hope she's a safe driver' Niall warned.


I went out to the car park and made my way towards the car. The Lamborghini invited me in as the passenger door slowly flipped up. 'Thanks for making my Range Rover look crap' I uttered at which Sammie laughed. 'You might wanna put your seat belt on' she pointed at them. 'Sammie, you better know how to try this. The last thing I saw you drive was a bumper car and that didn't go too well' I reminded her. 'Don't worry' she flashed me an evil smile then put the gear into drive mode. 'Wooh' my back feel back on the seat as the car took off.






Samantha's POV:
'Are you okay?' I laughed softly as I pulled over. 'Oh my gosh we're alive' Harry sighed in relief. 'Oh shut up, I wasn't even speeding' I informed him. 'Come on, we need to do the grocery' I pointed at the supermarket. I put my hoddie on and Harry wore his beanie to avoid being recognised.





Harry pushed the trolley while I walked closed by picking out items from the shelf. 'Oh I love these' Harry grabbed a the cereal box. 'Corn Pops?' I creased my eye brow. 'Babe, that's American' I chuckled. 'I know' he replied. 'I like pretzels as well and beef jerky and cheeseburgers' he continued. 'Then why are you not living at the States?' I chuckled . 'Because... I wasn't sure if you would ask me to move in to your LA house, so I asked you to move here with me' he responded. 'Kidding' he wrapped an arm around my waist as we continued to stroll down the aisle. 'Oh my gosh, look it's Harry and Samantha' a girl shook her friends arm. 'I've just gotta get shampoo, then were done' I looked up at Harry. 'Ohkay' he nodded and we turned down the next aisle. 'Uhh, Sammie can we get some of those' he pointed with his pouty lips. 'Get what?' I asked after I picked out a shampoo. 'Harry' I slapped his arm. 'Babe,were just being safe' he chuckled. 'I'm so not getting caught buying condoms with you' I rolled my eyes.


We went to the counter and payed for our shopping. The girl at the register was very clumsy as she placed the items in the bag. She kept her head down low trying not to meet eye contact while Harry stood by the rails folding his arms smiling. 'Stop' I hit his arm slightly. 'What?' he unfolded his arms and laughed softly. I walked up to the counter and paid for the things. 'Thank you' I smiled at the girl and she looked up and smiled in relief.



'Harry that poor girl nearly fainted because of you' I told him as we load the boot with shopping bags. 'What did I do?' he chuckled. 'Stop being charming' I rolled my eyes and he laughed obviously already aware of his effect on other people. 'Here you drive' I threw the keys at him. We got in the car and buckled up. 'So Maccas for dinner?' he asked. 'Sure' I nodded.



We drove to the nearest one and went through drive tru. 'Hi, can I take your ordered' a cheerful girl spoke through the speakers. 'Hi, can we have 1 big mac meal and 1 seared chicken salad both meal with coke as a drink 'I ordered. The girl repeated our order for confirmation. 'Thank you, is that all?' she added.'And 1 apple pie' Harry shouted. 'Please drive through' the girl instructed. We drove to the next window to pay for our food. 'That would b-' the girl went blank when she saw our faces. 'Hi!' Harry greeted with a smile. 'Oh my gosh!' the girl covered her mouth with her hands and ran off. 'Babe, do me a favour and put this on and keep quiet' I handed Harry a pair of sunglasses. 'So we can actually get our food and go home' I uttered. An older man came up to the window and we paid him our bill. We drove to the next window and claimed our food.


'You're Samantha Robertson!' she gasped when she saw me. 'Yes I am' I smiled. 'Here you go Ma'am' she handed me a Macca's bag. I heard the paper bag made noises as Harry searched through it. 'Babe, there's no apple pie' Harry whispered. 'And here's your drinks' the girl handed over the paper tray. 'The apple pie' Harry whispered again. 'Thank you is that all?' the girl smiled. 'Yeah, you forgot to put in the apple pie' Harry took off his glasses and informed the girl. Her eye's went wide and her mouth dropped open. She ran off without saying a word. I turned to harry who was smiling with his dimples. 'What? I tried to tell you' he grinned. 'Hi sorry about the app-' another girl came up the window holding an apple pie. She dropped the apple pie on the counter and ran off like the first girl did. 'You know what I'm just gonna go inside and order instead' Harry started to unbuckle his seat belt. 'No' I protested. 'You go in there, will be here all night' I exclaimed. 'Sorry about that Ma'am here's your apple pie' a gay guy handed over a new apple pie. 'Thank yoh' Harry tilted his head and flashed his dimples at the guy. The guy's eyes grew wider and fainted to the ground. 'Drive' I mumbled to Harry.


We ate our food while we were on the road. When we got home we unpacked the groceries and prepared to go to bed. I sat on the bed painting my toes while Harry laid down watching tv. I stared at the emerald green colour shimmering on my toe nails. I was using Rimmel 60seconds, so it didn't take long for them to dry up. 'Oh my gosh, babe you have ugly feet' I creased my face as I looked at Harry's feet. 'Oh thank you' he replied sarcastically. I moved down to where his foot was and carefully started to paint his big toe. He didn't flinch so he mustn't have realise. 'Your welcome' I smiled at him. He looked down and saw his painted toe. 'You're lucky I love you' he squinted his eyes at me. I grabbed my diary of the bedside table and laid my head on Harry's chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist while I scanned through the week's agenda. 'Sammie, you know what I realise' he started to talk. 'You wear so many different types of clothes to bed. Sometimes you wear trackies and hoodies, sometimes you wear lingerie and then other times it's just a singlet and short' he uttered. 'Why? Do you have a problem with what I wear?' I laughed softly. 'Nope' he uttered. 'Because I'm just going to take them off anyway' his hand started to play with the strings of my shorts. 'Harry' I slapped his fidgeting hand.

I resumed in reading through the week's agenda. It was going to be a busy week, juggling between work and wedding prep. 'Woooh' Harry took the diary off me. 'Is this your schedule for the week?' he asked and I sat up to face him. 'Yeah' I replied. He got up and took something out of his bag. 'This is your schedule?' I looked at the timetable that was filled with interviews, rehearsals, promotions etc. 'Harry, the wedding planner is coming Tuesday morning' I reminded him. 'Oh okay, don't worry I'll be here' he assured me. 'I feel like were not going to see each other until Saturday for the Brit award' I groaned and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder.



We both looked at our schedules. We were in for a busy week.

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