“Penny is ready for you.” Harry yelled from the bedroom of the hotel room we were occupying. Because all of the guys lived in different places throughout London, they decided it was best to meet in a central location so Penny, their hair stylist, could easily work on all of them.

I came out of the bathroom, taking in Harry. He looked gorgeous. His hair was quaffed perfectly, his jeans hugged his hips flawlessly, and the blazer he threw on over a plain white shirt hung just right.

“Stop staring and go get your hair curled or whatever it is you’ll do.” He smirked. “You can stare at me all night.”

I made my way to the room Penny was in and plopped down in the chair.

“Hey Spencer, it’s good to see you again.” She smiled as she brushed a comb through my hair.

“Same to you, it’s been quite some time!”

“It has, I think we were still in Canada.” She laughed.

“Yeah, you’re right. Wow, that seems so long ago. A lot has changed since then.”

“Well fear not, Harry still talks about you as much now as he did back then.” A blush crept across my cheeks. “Don’t worry, all good things of course!”

“I can only imagine.” I laughed along with her.

“So what are we doing today? It’s so exciting getting to do some girls hair today.”

“I bet it gets boring doing the same thing over and over again.” I joked. “But maybe just a sleek, high pony, with some curls at the bottom, nothing fancy.”

“It’ll look perfect with your dress.”

We settled into a comfortable conversation as she worked her magic on my hair. I could get used to having someone make me look perfect anytime I would be in the public eye. I felt special being pampered. Maybe once I start doing shows with Igor, I’ll have someone do my hair more often. As Penny sprayed some final touches of hairspray onto my hair, I smiled into the mirror.

“It’s perfect, thank you!”

“Harry won’t be able to keep his hands off of you once you get into that dress. It’s gorgeous.”

“Thanks again Penny!”

I smiled as I felt the pony bounce as I walked back to the room. Harry was in the bathroom so I slipped on the dress as far as I could. I couldn’t reach the entire zipper so I headed over the Rachel and Liams room. I knocked lightly, waiting for an answer.

“Hey.” Rachel smiled big.

“Can you zip me, Harry’s locked in the bathroom and I don’t know why.” I laughed.

“Who is it babe?” Liam asked coming out of the bathroom. “Oh my god, you look fit Spencer!" he smiled once he saw me.

“Not too bad yourself Payne.” I nudged his elbow with mine, as the door flung open.

“Do you lot know where Spencer….” Harry started until he saw me. “Babe, I mean babe, you wow.”

I laughed at his stuttering. “Thanks Harry.”

“I’m never going to get over how amazing you look in everything.”

“Well get used to it cause I never plan on getting fat or ugly.” I winked, causing Liam and Rachel to laugh.

“Don’t worry mate, I still do the same and we’ve been together for 4 years now.” Liam kissed Rachel on the temple.

“And I’m still not sick of it.” Rachel joked as Liams phone began to ring.

We watched as he had a brief conversation before hanging up. “Well the cars are here. Guess it’s about time we go meet Nialls date, yeah?”

We headed out the door to Louis and Emily’s room first, gathering them up.

“So has anyone seen her yet?” Emily asked as we walked down the hall.

“No, I tried to catch a glimpse of her when Penny was doing her hair, but the door was locked. So I really have no idea.” Rachel shrugged.

“Yeah, I don’t know.” I added.

“Listen to you girls already gossiping.” Liam laughed.

“Well excuse us we want to know who our new friend will potentially be! We may be stuck with her for the rest of our lives!”

“Who said I’m keeping you around for the rest of my life?” Louis cocked an eyebrow at Emily.

“HA! As if you’d find someone else to put up with your bullshit.” She rolled her eyes.

“Any bird who’s obsessed with One Direction and having my babies would.”

“Well thank god for them.” She shoved him playfully.

“Kidding babe! I love you.” I watched as Louis kissed Emily quickly on the lips.

“But don’t worry, I doubt Niall will marry this girl, let alone date her.” Harry added.

“What do you mean?” I asked as we neared his door.

“Well he’s never really kept a girl around long enough for them to get serious.” Liam shrugged.

“Yeah, they usually get bored or say their schedules don’t work out.” Rachel added.

“Poor kid.” I frowned.

“Now don’t go getting all soft on us.” Harry nudged me.

“Well here goes nothing.” Liam knocked.

“Hey, was wondering when you lads were gonna come over.” Niall laughed, beer in his hand.

“You’re drinking?” Louis asked.

“Well yeah.” Niall raised his can.

“Why the bloody hell didn’t you call me?!” Louis burst in the room, cracking open the first can he saw.

“Lou, do you think that’s a good idea?” Emily watched as he chugged the entire thing, crushing it between his hands.

“Yes, I’ll have another.” Louis laughed, opening another drink.

“Dear lord save us tonight. We’re going to need so much help.” Emily looked at me. “Don’t let Harry drink too much at this.”

“Why? He can probably handle himself.” I shrugged.

“One of the guys needs to be sober for interviews.” She rolled her eyes. “Lou has already had a few drinks in our room while he was getting ready.”

“And what makes you think I didn’t love?” Harry smirked.

“He did, I saw.” I added.

“Yeah, not going to lie and say I didn’t.” Liam smiled.

“He’s supposed to be the responsible one!” Emily sighed in frustration.

“Uh, guys, I have someone I’d like for you to meet if you’re done arguing about who is drunk or not.” Niall awkwardly cleared his throat.

“Sorry, go ahead.” Emily smiled.

“This is Kinley.” Niall smiled proud. “She’s from me hometown. We caught up when I was back during one of our breaks and we’ve really hit it off.”

“Well it’s great to meet you. I’m Liam.” Liam extended the first hand to shake, Harry and Louis followed suit.

“Hi, I’m Emily. I’m Louis’ better half and I promise we aren’t as crazy as we may seem.”

“I’m Spencer, I belong to this one.” I pointed at Harry. “And we probably are crazy.”

“Rachel.” She smiled one of the fakest smiles I’ve seen, shaking Kinley’s hand. Emily and I exchanged an odd look.

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After gathering everyone up and heading down the elevators, we saw Jack in the lobby.

“Everyone ready?” we all nodded. “Who’s riding with who?”

“Wait, what?” Liam asked.

“We aren’t just going all together?” Louis added.

“No, they want two couples to a car.” Jack shrugged. “I don’t make the rules. Just decide so we can go.”

The guys all stood there staring at each other like they didn’t know what they were going to do.

“I claim Spencer!” Emily shouted.

“Well that clears it up.” Liam laughed. “See you guys at the venue, yeah?”

“But I wanted Niall.” Louis pouted.

“Lou, get in.” Emily gritted through her teeth pointing at the car.

“Anything you say dear.” Louis practically jumped into the car.

“So Jack..” Harry started “Did you happen to stock these cars with booze?”

“Yes, bottle of champagne each.” Jack smiled.

“Harold.” Emily glared. “Get in.”

“Yes dear.” Harry hopped in the car.

“Louis! Stop drinking out of the bottle you twat!” Emily rolled her eyes crawling into the car.

“I thought you said he had a couple of drinks? How is he so drunk?” I laughed, getting in behind her.

“A couple of drinks to Louis is practically a full bottle of alcohol. Boy can pound it down.” Emily sighed for the hundredth time today.

“Em, we’re going to be okay!” Harry laughed as the car moved forward. “But I will take a glass of that!”

“So what do you think Rachel was all about meeting Kinley?” Emily asked.

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen that girl wear a more fake smile.” I shrugged.

“I bet she thinks she’s a royal cunt or something.” Louis slurred.

“Louis I swear to god, I will dismember you’re pride and give it to the first One Direction fan I see outside this car, if you don’t shut the fuck up.” Emily warned.

“Yes, love. I’ll just have more champagne love.”

“Harry if you pour him that glass, you’re dealing with him if he pukes tonight.” Emily pointed a finger at Harry.

“Yes, love.” He mocked Louis.

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With Louis being as drunk as he was, trying to sing the Adele song on the radio, we hadn’t even realized we had arrived. As the door opened, Emily stepped out first, taking a few steps towards the crowd before turning around.

“Shit, I forgot I’m ‘that girl dating Louis Tomlinson from One Direction today’, not Emily Reusch.” She mumbled waiting for a drunken Lou to emerge from the car. “God bless my soul with this idiot tonight.” She joking said to me as Louis took her hand.

Harry hopped out next, helping me out of the car.

“It’s all going to be okay love, just relax and remember I love you.” He whispered into my ear, placing a kiss on my cheek.

As we walked over to meet up with the rest of the group, I couldn’t believe my surroundings. There was media, fans, a ton of event staff, and other celebrities all crowding the small space. I have had a few run ins with the paps before, but nothing ever coming close to this scale of craziness. I tried to listen to Liam as he spoke.

“So Jacks told me we’re allowed to walk about halfway with the girls, then we have to break off and do band things. At that point Emily can go do her own thing, and Rachel will be able to get Spencer and Kinley where they need to be considering this is both their first events. Sound good?”

With a collective yes from the group, everyone broke apart, Liam and Rachel leading the way. I was still in a daze when Harrys grip tightened on mine.

“Love, we have to walk.”

“But I have no idea what to do.” I suddenly lost my cool. I thought I was prepared for this but clearly I wasn’t.

“Just act natural.”

“Natural? Nothing about this is natural!”

He suddenly stopped to face me. “Spencer, you need to get your shit together, and I mean that in the nicest, most loving way possible.”

“I’m just nervous.”

“Pretend we’re walking down the street like we always do. If someone calls your name smile and wave in that direction. Never stop smiling, and just be you. I love you, you love me. We can handle walking 500 meters down a carpet.”

I let out a huge breath as we continued to walk farther into sight of everyone. People were calling Harry’s name left and right. Flashes were going off so fast, you didn’t have time to react. Harry was right I needed to just relax.

I was just getting comfortable, smiling and occasionally glancing at Harry when something caught me off guard. I looked at Harry quickly as I heard someone shout my name.

“There’s another Spencer on this red carpet right?” I asked.

He looked down at me. “Not that I know of why?”

“I swear someone just called my name.”

He shrugged. “They probably did, we’ve been together for quite a while now, I’m sure someone knows who you are.”

“How?”

“You post enough damn pictures of us on the internet, love.”

“HARRY, SPENCER!” this caught our attention as we both looked towards the shouting. We were in front of a large group of fans, ogling at the sight of my boyfriend. Harry slipped his hand from my waist, entwining it with my fingers, as he walked towards the crowd.

“What are you doing?”

“Babe, they're our fans.” He winked. “We need to say hello.”

“You can do that with the band!”

“No, we’ll be farther along the carpet, they need loved down here too.”

“I hate you.” I mumbled through gritted teeth.

“I’ll believe that later when your mouth isn’t around my cock.” He whispered so soft into my ear, jogging away from me. He left me dumbfounded in the middle of the carpet. I quickly composed myself and joined him near the gate, staying a few feet back, but close enough to hear what he was saying.

“Yeah it is!” he said to a brunette girl.

“She’s beautiful!” she smiled back at him, then looked at me.

“Babe, come meet some of our fans.” I really hated him.

“Hi.” I smiled and waved.

“My names Val, and I saw you once before!” she shouted at me.

“Oh, well that’s great.” I smiled, trying not to be creeped out.

“Yeah, we were in the same club one time. You were with Ella George! Are you guys friends even though she dated Harry?”

I side glanced at Harry who was signing something for a girl a few feet away. He looked over at me with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Yeah, we’re friends.” I smiled. “I should really catch up to Harry now.” I began to walk away.

“Wait! Can you sign this?”

I took the sharpie from her hand, scribbling my signature on the paper. “Have a good night.”

I caught up to where Harry was as he was taking a selfie with a random fan. I had no idea how he endured this craziness.

“Spencer!” a girl shouted at me as I made it to Harrys side.

“Hi love!” I smiled.

“So you are American!” she said back.

“Yes?” I questioned.

“We heard rumors, but you never know.”

“Oh yeah.” I smiled as I kept up with Harry who moved down the row a few more feet.

“Spencer! Is that an Igor Boris dress?! Did you make it yourself?”

“Nope, bought this one.” I grinned. How did they know about that?

“You’re so lucky to be able to fuck Harry whenever you want!” someone else shouted.

That’s when he grabbed my hand, pulling me back towards the center of the carpet.

“Isn’t that great?”

“Fan-fucking-tastic.” I said sarcastically.

“Shut up, you loved it.” He placed a kiss on my lips, sending everyone into over drive.

“Which part? The one where some girl knows I work for Igor, or the part where I get to fuck you?” I rolled my eyes as I walked away heading towards Rachel and Kinley.

“Is this your first time going out with Niall?” I asked Kinley as I reached the girls.

“Yeah, this is basically our first date.”

“Why the fuck would he do this to you?” I rolled my eyes. “I’ve been with Harry 7 months and I still don’t want to do this. These girls are insane.”

“Niall just sort of had me stand with Jack most of the time when he talked to the fans.”

Rachel snorted out loud, “So you girls ready to head in?”

“Where is Emma?” Kinley asked.

“Emma?” I looked at her.

“You know, Louis girlfriend.”

“Emily? She’s got her own media to do, she’ll come in when she’s done.” Rachel rolled her eyes.

“Oh okay.” Kinley frowned at her tone.

“Well show us the way my ginge.” I laughed as I grabbed onto Rachels arm.

We were almost inside when we heard the voice that stopped us all.

“SPENCER MCMICHAEL IS THAT YOU?”

“Please don’t tell me that’s…” Rachel started.

“Oh but it is.” I plastered a smile to my face as I turned around. “Ella!”

“You’re going in already? No no, come and walk the carpet with me! I haven’t got a date!”

“I mean Rachel was just about to…”

“Non sense.” She grabbed my hand.

“So I’ll see you guys inside then?” I asked.

“Wait, Ella George? I’m such a huge fan of yours!” Kinley fangirled all over the place.

“Oh I’m a fan of me too! And who are you here with?”

“Niall Horan brought me.”

“Niall Horan.” Ella scoffed. “As if I don’t know who Niall is…yes yes. Wait, Spencer? Didn’t you and Niall once do…”

I cut her off. “And let’s go take those pictures!”

I watched as Rachel tried to take Kinley inside while she stared daggers into me. Poor girl really isn’t cut out for this, maybe Rach is on to something.

“So where did Niall find that slag?” Ella asked as we walked arm in arm down the carpet a bit more.

“She’s from his hometown apparently, I don’t know really.” I shrugged.

“Lousy pick up, she’ll be good in the sack for a night for him. Then he’ll move on, like he always does.”

“Are you saying that’s what I was?”

“Lord no, the boys madly in love with you.” Ella laughed.

“Shut up El, that’s not funny.” I bumped her side.

“I’m serious.” She said.

“Ha ha, okay.” I laughed.

“Whatever babe, I see it and I certainly know Harry sees it.” She motioned towards the band ahead of us. “Just watch how he keeps an extra close eye on you whenever Nialls around.”

“ELLA, SPENCER!” we drew our attention back to the crowds in front of us, mixed with fans and media.

As a younger woman with a microphone approached Ella I took this as my cue to duck out. I walked along the carpet by myself, heading back towards the gate to enter the event when I saw Harry jogging over to me.

“People are going to see you left the band to come check on your lonely girlfriend.”

“I thought you went in with Rachel and whatever Nialls girlfriends name is.”

“Ella saw me and insisted we needed to walk a bit together.”

“Great.” He mumbled.

“Go get back to the guys, I’ll figure it out.” I said.

“I love you.” he kissed my lips.

“I think they have enough pictures of us kissing for one night.”

“Babe, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I’m going in.” I motioned towards the gate.

“Please don’t be mad at me. I don’t want us to have a negative reputation for our first huge outing as a couple.” He grabbed my hands.

“I’m not mad.” I put a fake smile on. “See you inside.”

I leaned up, leaving a quick kiss before heading the direction Rachel went. After meandering through a ton of people I finally found Rachel at the bar.

“Where’s Kinley?” I asked.

“Loo.” She said, placing an order for two tequilas double. “Are you okay?”

“Do you think Niall is in love with me?” I blurted out, not really aware of my surroundings.

“Yeah, everyone does.” She sipped her drink as the bartender placed it in front of her, putting the other in front of me.

“But he’s Niall.” I took a gulp.

“So?”

“He can’t possibly love me.”

“Niall Horan is most definitely in love with you. He has been since that certain night.”

“Am I the only one who didn’t know?”

“Pretty much. Even Harry knows.” She took another drink.

“Harry couldn’t possibly know.”

“Babe, Harry certainly knows Niall is in love with you. That’s why he’s so protective.”

“Niall what?!” I heard a voice from behind me, I spun around drink in hand.

“Fuck.” I mumbled. “I don’t know what you heard but none of it matters.”

“The guy I’m here with is in love with you, leading me on, and it doesn’t matter?”

“He’s probably not leading you on. He’s probably using you to get over Spencer.” Rachel smirked. “Oops did I say that out loud? Maybe I shouldn’t have drunk that whole bottle of champagne on the way over her.”

“Whatever, you guys are rude bitches, I’m going to find our seats.”

“Cheerio love!” Rachel raised her glass.

“Rachel maybe you shouldn’t drink anymore.” I tried to take the glass from her.

“Oh but I can and I will!” she fumbled with her clutch, trying to open it without setting her drink down. Somehow she successfully got out her ringing phone. “We’re at the bar!” she shouted then hung up.

I stood there sipping my drink thinking about what both Ella and Rachel had just said. I couldn’t let this happen. I needed to talk to Niall ASAP and clear this all up. I was pulled from my day dream as I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist.

“Already into the tequila?” Harry whispered into my ear.

I smiled leaning into his embrace, I needed Harry and only Harry. No matter what Nialls true feelings for me were they didn’t matter.

“Should we go find our seats?” I asked, spinning around.

“Or should we go find a car and go home?” he smirked.

“Harold Edward Styles, you cheeky bastard!” I slapped his chest. “Besides we’re going out to the club after this anyways.”

“I know, it was worth a shot.” He laughed, leading me to where we’d be seeing the movie for the first time. I glanced over my shoulder, looking at the rest of the group straggling behind. They really had no clue what had happened while they were still outside. I thought we should warn them but honestly I didn’t care. It wasn’t my fault someone else’s date had the feelings he did.

“Kins, why weren’t you at the bar with the girls?” Niall asked as we sat down in our seats for the film.

She shrugged without answering Niall, glaring at me the entire time. They had split our seats up so four of us were in one row and the other four were directly behind us. I sat in the row behind little miss irish thing, Emily and Rachel taking either side of me. Liam sat down next to Rachel.

“Looks like we get to sit not by our girlfriends.” Louis stuck his tongue out at me.

“Frig off Louis, go get another drink or something.” I joked.

“Maybe I will.” He went to stand up.

“Maybe you won’t lad.” Harry sat him back down, smiling at Emily before sitting down in between Niall and Louis.

“So what’s going on?” Liam asked leaning over Rachel to talk to me.

“Nothing why?” I smiled at him.

“Spencer, I’ve known you for what? 6 months now? I think I can tell when something isn’t right.”

“Rachel? What is going on?” he asked.

“Don’t worry about it babe, I’ll tell you later.” She kissed his cheek.

"My drunk girlfriend tells me to not worry about it. Anytime you get drunk I worry about it!" He sighed. I giggled, tuning him out all together.


“Tell me what’s going on now.” Emily leaned over.

“It’s nothing I want to talk about here.” I motioned to in front of us.

“Harry?” she mouthed, I shook my head no. “Kinley?” shook my head no again. “Niall?” I nodded a quick yes as her mouth formed an ‘OH’.

My phone buzzed in my clutch as I settled into my seat, wishing I still had my drink.

Harry: Everything ok?

Me: I’ll explain later. Love you xx

I sighed, placing my phone back into my bag. I couldn’t wait to get into that club. I couldn’t wait to clear things up with Niall. I couldn’t wait to get out of these killer heels. And I couldn’t wait to kiss my smoking hot boyfriend in our bed, in our house. I couldn’t wait until I forgot about all these unneeded stress.

Notes

So I had a really hard time writing this and I couldn't have done it without my amazing sister, who wishes to remain nameless. lol she's odd. But, the next chapter will be the club and shit will go down. I promise you! Can't let everyone get too cozy, right? hehehe

let me know what you think!!!

xx