The next day after the movie premiere and after party, Harry went to see Simon.
"Yeah, I would like to see Mr. Cowell." Harry said to the front desk receptionist.
"Is he expecting you?" She asked annoyed.
"Umm...no. But I'm sure he will want to see me, it's important." Harry replied more confident at the end. He never did like Laurie, so unfriendly with everyone.
"Well, Mr. Cowell is in a conference that should end," Laurie checked her clock on her arm.", umm...about now I would say. But don't get your hopes up! He does take more time depending on the issue so you might want to sit down for a while." Laurie suggested as she pointed to the waiting room.
Just when he was about to go to the waiting room, Simon came out laughing, and shaking hands with gentlemen in suits.
"Harry! What are you doing here?" Simon asked happy.
"Oh, Hi Simon!" Laurie glared at Harry as if saying " How dare you call him by his first name!"
"I mean Mr.Cowell," Harry stammered as he looked at Laurie who then shifted her attention to her computer screen.
"Oh, Harry when did you start calling me that! It just sounds like something you would say to someone old! I'm not that old am I?" Simon asked.
"Never mind, don't answer that!" Simon decided.
They entered the office of Simon and Harry sat down in the visitor seat.
"You know the whole thing about getting, Penelope to fall for me just so there would be publicity?" Harry reminded Simon.
"Yeah, you guys need the publicity and right now you are the single member of One Direction. Besides, I don't expect you to fall in love with a spoiled, brat the girl must be. Do it for the band, Harry." Simon told Harry.
"No, that's the thing, see she isn't a spoiled brat. She is the Every Bit of Lovely. I can't hurt her, she is too innocent." Harry said while looking dazed.
"Well, Harry from what your face is giving away, I'd say it's more like you're falling for her more than she is for you." Simon noticed.
"That may be, but I'm backing out. Use someone else because I'm not cut out for it." Harry said standing up and walking to the exit.
"Well, Harry I'm sorry you weren't up for the job. Maybe this was for the best, I guess I'll just have to think of something else." Simon said as he walked with Harry to the exit of his office.
Harry left and Simon said to himself."I guess, it's up to Liam the mature one to make this work."

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"He was just so...charming!" Penelope talked on the phone with Megan.
"Pen, you just met this guy...you can't seriously be in love with him." Megan said not calculating her words.
"Well, you're not being to supportive." Penelope said annoyed.
"I'm just watching out for you, Pen. He has a history of crushing hearts of celebrities." Megan replied.
"So, your telling me not to like him." Penelope said confused.
"Well, you got to understand he is a bad boy and you...you aren't, you're a good girl."
"Well, you sound like you got traumatized. Who hurt you so bad you can't trust?!" Penelope joked.
Both girls laughed and then Penelope finally asked. "Well, what should I do? Not care?"
"That's the trick, you can't care too much. It's good to have guys like him, but always keep a distance. Never give them a chance to hurt you. Kiss them. Flirt with them. Keep them on a string. But NEVER, EVER fall for one." Megan advised.
"uh-huh. Yeah, okay...I should go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow." Penelope told Megan, for once in a long time, Penelope wanted to end a call with Megan. Maybe she is right. Maybe she is wrong. Trust him. Don't trust him. Call him. Don't Call him. Penelope's thoughts were at constant conflict now thanks to Harry and Megan. As she laid in her bed she reached into her coat's pocket and grabbed the crumbled piece of paper. She uncrumbled it and looked at the phone number on it. Harry Styles Phone # read at the top.
She looked over at her night stand where her phone laid.


Several Hours before coming to the hotel....


"Mum! Papa! What's Dad doing here?!" Penelope said pleasantly surprised.
"Well, your brother told me you guys were going to New York so I had to come to see you guys! You didn't think I would miss my kids stepping on the red carpet for the first time did you?!" The blonde man with blue eyes had a hint of a french accent in his voice.
"Yeah, I was just as surprised as you were, Honey." Victoria's eyes twinkled when she said that. She looked really happy.
Penelope started to wonder if that's how happy her Mom was with her Dad when they were married. She liked Alex, yes but, she would of loved seeing her parents together growing up.
Penelope made a group hug.
"Okay!" Both Victoria and John said at the same time and pleasantly.
"Wait-wait there's someone missing from this family hug! Where's James?!" John looked around.
"Aha! There's that little scamp! Flirting over there with... Taylor Swift?!" John said surprised.
John didn't realize he had been hanging on to Victoria's hand like he used to when he was with her. When he was going to get James he was hesitant to leave what he had that moment.Victoria.
"I'll go get him, Papa!" Penelope said as if she read his thoughts.
"Thank you, Pen."

To be continued...

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