*Cheyenne’s POV*
Harry was driving me to a restaurant for dinner. We drove for what felt like hours, but we finally pulled up to a beautiful restaurant. More beautiful than Sharp. Harry parked the car, and turned it off. He got out the car and rushed to my side to open it. I laughed and said thank you. I walked towards the restaurant and walked in, Harry trailing behind me. I looked around, it was breath taking. Glass chandlers hang from the ceiling, the walls were covered in a TON of paintings, and finally, a water fountain sat in the middle of the room.
“Come on’ Chey.” I turned and saw Harry gesturing me to a table booth. I walked over to the booth and sat. He slid in front of me. I sat my purse next to me, and grabbed a menu.
“So, what are you getting?” I looked at him.
“Oh, Medium steak.” He nodded.
“Me too.” I smiled.
“So, tell me about yourself.” He picked up his water and drank some.
“Well, I’m 20 years old, My favorite color’s blue, and I have tattoo’s.” I drank some of my water. He smirked.
“Oh really? What of and where?” He bit his lip, I know what he’s thinking…freak!
“Well, I have one on my hip-“ I stood up.
“Wanna see it?” He nodded eagerly. I lifted up my shirt a lil, and pulled down my pants a lil. Right on my center hip, was a tattoo that said, “Set fire to the rain.” I pulled my shirt back down, then pulled my pants back up. I sat back down.
“Nice, anymore?” He looked interested. I nodded. I turned in my seat, and pulled my hair to my side of my neck. On the back of my neck, was a Half sun, half moon tattoo.
“Ooo, pretty.” Harry chuckled. I smiled and turned around.
“I have one more, but…” I trailed off. He looked at me confused.
“Where is-“ He didn’t get to finish because, the waiter came. I looked down and drank my water.
“Hello, what can I get you two today?” That voice. It sounded like-
“Taylor?” I looked up and saw, Taylor Swift? Harry’s Ex…
“Oh, Harry.” She bit her lip, and batted her eye lashes. She pretended to fix her shirt, but actually pulled it down, showing her boobs. Talk about gross. I gagged silently. She looked at me.
“Who’s this Harry? One of your one night stands?” My eyes widened. I looked at Harry, than back at her. I looked at my drink. I smiled then stood up.
“Taylor, I really like your hair. It has a natural looking vibe.”
“Awe, really? Thank you.” She touched her hair. I nodded.
“No problem. But, you wanna know what makes your hair shinier?” She nodded.
“This!-“ I dumped my ice cold water on her head.
“See, nice and shiny.” I walked out to Harry’s car. I was leaning on the car, when I saw Harry.
“Chey, I-“
“No! Is what she said true?” Tears were forming in my eyes.
“No-“
“Take me home.”
“Chey-“
“Take me home, God dammit!” He nodded, and opened my car door. I got in, and he did too. He started the car and drove off.
***
He drove into my drive way, I opened my door, got out, and slammed it shut. I walked over to my door.
“Chey, wait!” I turned and looked at Harry.

“What?”
“Let me explain.” I shook my head, and laughed.
“Good night, Harry.” I turned to open my door.
“You know what, Harry?” He looked up at me.
“I actually started to take a liking to you…I guess I was wrong.” I shook my head, opened my door, and walked inside. When I got in, I ran upstairs to my room and collapsed on my bed. Not bothering to take my make-up off.
*Annie’s POV*
I sat on the couch and waited for Niall to come back down. He was taking an awfully long time…maybe I should go check on him? Yeah, I should. I got up, and walked up the stairs. I looked out into the dark hallway. I walked towards my room, where I told him to get dressed in. I had just remembered my One Direction posters, dolls, drawings Genesis drew of them and the things they liked for me. I mentally slapped myself for that stupidity. I stood in front of my door. I can’t hear anything on the other side. What was he doing? I reached out to knock on the door but, I then thought…what If I just peek in? Nothing bad will happen, right? I shrugged my shoulder’s, and opened my door a crack. I looked in and saw…nothing? I turned an angle. Really? Where is he?
I then saw a shadow on the wall. Then, something stood in front of my peek whole. What the actual fu- Oh my. Niall was standing there, naked, not facing the door. Okay, this is not how I dreamed of seeing him naked but, hey It’s close enough! He started putting on the clothes I told him to put on, when the shirt that was on his shoulder, slid off to the ground behind him. He turned around, towards the door, and bent down to pick it up. Oh my flipping direction! I JUST SAW HIS FUCKING MANHOOD! I tried to compose myself to not faint. I realized he was done dressing, so I dashed down the hall and down the stairs, jumping on the couch. I sat up and pretended I was eating the whole time. Niall walked down the stairs, he looked like as if he just got out the shower.
“Oh, hey Niall!” He smiled.

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