Jazmin’s P.O.V.

After finally being able to get dressed, I said my final goodbyes to everyone and led Harry back out the front, shielding my eyes from the camera flashes.

“How did you get here?” Harry asked, ignoring the paps as we headed down the few steps of the building. I pointed to my bike. “Ooh, can we ride it to the restaurant, please?”

“You can’t drive it and you’ll look weird sitting behind me on it, with your long legs and all.”

“Please Jazmin, just this once?” If he wants to look like an idiot, who am I to stop him. I agreed and led him over to my bike, putting my belongings in the storage space under the seat before getting my jacket and helmet on and giving the spare helmet to Harry. I climbed on and he climbed on behind, wrapping his long arms around me and resting his head on my shoulder the best he could with our massive helmets in the way. I revved the engine before taking off with Harry cheering excitedly behind me. He can be such a loser. It’s definitely not a bad thing though.

Somehow Harry managed to give me directions during the trip and we ended up at the right restaurant. I let Harry get off the bike first since he was taking up most of the room and he ended up on the ground.

“Shit Harry, are you alright?” I asked as I clambered off the bike, quickly slipping my helmet off so I could get a better view of Harry… who was laughing on the ground. What a strange guy.

“What’s going on here?” I heard a familiar voice and I looked up to see Liam and Sophia, along with Niall, but he was on the phone in the background.

“Liam, Sophia, I didn’t know you guys were coming. Harry’s on an adrenaline rush at the moment, we came on my bike so he’s a little over excited.”

Liam laughed and offered Harry a hand. “Get up, Haz, we don’t need photos of you lying on the ground all over the internet.”

Harry took his hand and leaped up. “That was so much fun.”

“We get it Harry, can we eat now?” I asked in a joking tone.

“Fine, Miss Impatient. Let’s go. Is everyone here?”

“Barbara is running late, she said we can order but I might wait.”

We looked at him shocked. “You? Waiting for food?” He blushed and shrugged.

“You’re whipped mate,” Harry laughed, hitting him on the back.

“And you’re not?” he said with a smirk and Liam high-fived him as Harry looked around confused, choosing to ignore whatever they were implying and heading into the restaurant instead.

Harry chose a table with two booth seats facing each other and waited at the head of the table for us to catch up. I slid in first on one side and Liam gestured for Sophia to do the same on the other side of the table. Harry followed me in with Niall on his tail and Liam did the same to Sophia.

The three boys immediately embarked on a conversation leaving me awkwardly staring a Sophia, who was ignoring me. I’m trying to like this girl but she’s making it very difficult for me. She’s acting like a clingy puppy to Liam and it’s sickening and not in a good way.
She glanced in my direction and I sent a smile at her. “How are your studies going? Liam mentioned you were at Middlesex, right?”

“Yeah, it’s fine,” she dismissed me as politely as I assumed she possibly could, because she looked like she was putting a lot of effort into it. Liam nudged her and sent her a look and she sighed. What was that about? “I’m studying fashion there, it’s what I love and although it’s difficult it’s what I want to do and I’m getting through it.” Was Liam reprimanding her? Wow, I’m going to talk to Harry about that later.

“That’s good then, I signed up for classes when I got here but all this modelling stuff has been thrust upon me – I’m not complaining though – so I’m just doing my course part time online whenever I can.” I could tell she was only half listening but at least she was making more effort than normal.

“Makes sense. What are you studying then?”

“Production – like in the music, drama and dance industries – that kind of thing. They’ve got me doing some more modelling courses for the time being on top of that, just to make sure everything is up to scratch and I know everything there is to know. You do some modelling right?”

“A bit yeah, but nothing like what you’re doing.”

I was nudged by Harry drawing me out of the conversation I was having with her. I gave him a questioning look and he gestured to the waiter.

“Can I get you anything to drink beautiful?” He asked and I gave him my order, turning a light pink. “Coming right up.” He winked and Harry leaned forward in his seat, crossing his arms and staring the waiter down. He got Sophia’s order as well before he was off, Harry huffing.

“That guy want’s you.” Liam told me with a smirk, his gaze flitting between Harry and I obviously trying to gage Harry’s reaction for some reason.

“It’s funny how he even thinks he even has a chance with you, you’re way out of his league. Douche,” Harry confirmed, unjustly annoyed at this waiter.

“He’s probably bored out of his mind Harry, of course he’s going to flirt with the customers every once in a while.” I told Harry, rolling my eyes at the way he was overreacting.

“Yeah, well he can go flirt with someone else, not you.” He said childishly.

“It’s fine Harry, I can handle myself and in the scheme of things, it’s not a big deal. Stop worrying about it and just focus on our meal and not the server of it.”

“Fine, sorry, I was just trying to look out for you.”

“I know, thank you.” I told him putting my hand on top of his on the table and rubbing my thumb across it in a comforting manner, sending him a small smile that he replicated.

Suddenly Barbara came bustling in and plonked herself down next to Liam. “Hi, hi, sorry I’m late – I got held up at a meeting and then the traffic was terrible.” She told us puffing.

“It’s fine, we just ordered drinks anyway.” I informed her with a grin as observing her frantic behaviour. She flipped her middle finger in my direction and I stuck my tongue out at her.

“How was the shoot?” She inquired and I smiled enthusiastically.

“It was-”

“Fantastic.” Harry concluded for me and I rolled my eyes. Barbara eyed him.

“And how would you know this, Harold?” she asked suspiciously as he smirked at her and then me.

“Firstly - it’s Jazmin, of course it was, and secondly - I was the perfect focus point for her, if I remember correctly.”

“He showed up towards the end of the shoot to check it out and Maxwell – my photographer – saw and decided that he was exactly what I needed for the shoot, apparently. Cara, however, did not agree and did not like it one bit.”

This statement caused an exaggerated eye roll to come from Barbara. “She needs to get off her high horse and look around her. The things she wants obviously don’t want her back and she needs to reconsider her life choices.” I nodded in acknowledgement as the waiter returned.
He handed out everyone’s drink, leaving mine til last. “Your drink, pretty.” He said with a smirk as he leant over the table slightly to hand me may drink. Harry was clenching and unclenching his hands on the tabletop. The waiter, Nate, proceeded to take our order and also took Barbara’s drink order before he was on his way.

“Dick,” Harry mumbled under his breath but I still caught it.

“I told you not to worry about it.” I told him calmly, grabbing his hands and holding them in mine under the table.

“I know, I just don’t want you getting hurt by anymore dicks and he is really getting on my nerves with his attitude.”

I smiled sadly at the thought and rested my head on Harry’s shoulder. “It’s fine, really, it doesn’t have much meaning behind it. Thank you for looking out for me though, I appreciate it.” Liam glanced at us and smirked, causing me to sit up and try and act normal. I hope they don’t think Harry and I are going to become a thing anytime soon because I not ready for something like that yet, and it’s not as if Harry likes me or anything.

We managed to get through lunch relatively unbothered by the waiter who was causing Harry problems. I had a few more conversations with Sophia shockingly; Barbara must have had the same reaction because she kept sending me confused looks from the other end of the table.

The time came to get the bill and pay and that’s when it all started again. The same waiter who had been serving us the whole time brought it over to the table and smirked at me. “There’s something in there for you too, beautiful.” Why can’t he stop trying? Harry immediately reached to grab it but Liam took it before he could and held it out of Harry’s reach.

“Give it to me Liam, I want to pay.”

“I’m not going to stop you from paying, I just want to check the receipt.” Liam told him in a cheeky tone. Harry basically growled at him in response. “Oh would you look at this, it’s a number for you Jazmin. Niall could you hold Mr Over-Protective-and-Jealous over here back so I can give it to her?” I laughed at their actions as Harry mumbled about how he wasn’t jealous of that try-hard dweeb. I took the number from Liam before he gave the bill to Harry so he could pay for our lunch. I wanted to protest and tell them I could pay for myself but they would never let me – I’ve learnt that already – so there was really no point in wasting my breath every time we went out, I’ll just do it sometimes. And with Harry’s attitude today, I don’t want to push any more buttons of his.

We all moved to get up, waiting near the entrance to the restaurant as we waited for Harry, the two boys snickering about something – probably Harry – together whilst us girls stood of to the side in our own group thing.

“So I was thinking girls night tonight?” Barbara asked. “I’ve already texted El and Perrie and they’re keen. What about you two?” She asked looking between us. I nodded and agreed immediately but Sophia shook her head.

“Thank you for the invite, I’ve already planned a study session with some of the people I go to uni with though so tonight doesn’t really work. Maybe another time?” She asked and we nodded along. She quickly returned to browsing through her phone and Barbara pulled another weird face at me. I laughed silently and shook my head, I would have to explain the scene I had observed earlier between Liam and Sophia to her tonight.

I looked down at the small piece of paper in my hands, flipping it between my fingers.

“You better not be thinking about calling him.” Harry warned in joking manner but I knew he was being serious.

“I’ve already told you Harry, that won’t be happening. If it makes you feel any better than you can have the stupid number.” I told him, a little exasperated.

“Are you serious?” he asked, genuinely surprised and I nodded. He looked at the paper resting in his hands for a few seconds before he began to tear it into little pieces leaving me shocked. I thought he would just put it in the bin or give it back to the guy. He proceeded to throw the shreds of paper over his shoulder as he smirked at me. “See you, sucker.” He called but not too loudly before he pulled me out of the restaurant before the others.

“You can’t just do that, litterer.” I teased, a bit too surprised to react any differently.

“But you see Jazmin, I’m Harry Styles, and I do whatever I want. That includes ripping up a desperate douches number and throwing it back at him. Now let’s go – I want you to give me a tour on your motorbike.” And although Harry Styles is the world’s biggest idiot – again, not in a bad way – that’s what we did until I was required for my girls’ night back at home with Perrie and the others.

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