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Ding!
"What was on that paper you gave her?" Niall asked, munching on a Pop-Tart he had brought with.
"My phone number," Harry answered, sitting down next to Liam.
"Aww! Harold does like this girl!" Louis said, punching Harry's arm.
"Um, ouch?"
"Did you get her name? I mean, did you get her name?" Niall asked with his mouth full, his eyes wide open. These are the times that Niall reminded Harry of a Furby.

"Uhh... yeah," Harry said, trying to remember it. "I think it was Caramel or something? Carmen? Cameron?" he tried. "No... Carmella! That's her name. Carmella."
"Carmella? Sounds Italian," Liam said.
"She kinda looks Italian, too," Zayn piped up. The boys looked at him. "What? Italians are hot. And they can move. Why didn't you give her my number?"
"Because you're dating Perrie," Harry answered, taking his phone out of his pocket.
"She just left. Do you honestly think she would've texted you already?" Liam asked, always the sensible one. Well, not always. Most of the time.
"Well, she doesn't know who I am, so maybe," Harry said.
"You gave her your number but not your name?" Louis laughed.
"Well, DUH I told her my name. I'm not stupid," Harry replied, smacking Louis. "She doesn't know One Direction."
"What?!" the boys shouted in unison. "She doesn't know One Direction?"
This got some pretty weird looks from other customers and the boys hid their faces to keep from being spotted.
"Well, she's probably heard of us, just not actually listed to us or bothered to learn our names," Harry whispered.
"Well, that rules out the fan idea. Are you going to ask her out?" Niall asked. "'Cuz if you're not, then I am."
"I don't know. Maybe. But if I ask her out it's not going to be a date. It's just going to be... a... well, I supposed it would be a date. Or... an outing. A friendly outing. Yeah. Maybe a walk through a park or something," Harry said, looking around. "Okay, we can stop hiding now."
The boys removed their hands from their faces.
Harry's phone 'dinged' and he looked down at it. All the boys leaned over to see what it said, and Harry hid his phone under the table.
"Relax, guys! It's just Taylor, sending me another hate message again," Harry lied. It was actually an unknown number.
"When are you going to change your phone number or block her already?" Liam groaned.
"When I want to text everyone in my contacts that I changed my phone number," Harry said, opening the text.
"My phone number," Harry answered, sitting down next to Liam.
"Aww! Harold does like this girl!" Louis said, punching Harry's arm.
"Um, ouch?"
"Did you get her name? I mean, did you get her name?" Niall asked with his mouth full, his eyes wide open. These are the times that Niall reminded Harry of a Furby.
"Uhh... yeah," Harry said, trying to remember it. "I think it was Caramel or something? Carmen? Cameron?" he tried. "No... Carmella! That's her name. Carmella."
"Carmella? Sounds Italian," Liam said.
"She kinda looks Italian, too," Zayn piped up. The boys looked at him. "What? Italians are hot. And they can move. Why didn't you give her my number?"
"Because you're dating Perrie," Harry answered, taking his phone out of his pocket.
"She just left. Do you honestly think she would've texted you already?" Liam asked, always the sensible one. Well, not always. Most of the time.
"Well, she doesn't know who I am, so maybe," Harry said.
"You gave her your number but not your name?" Louis laughed.
"Well, DUH I told her my name. I'm not stupid," Harry replied, smacking Louis. "She doesn't know One Direction."
"What?!" the boys shouted in unison. "She doesn't know One Direction?"
This got some pretty weird looks from other customers and the boys hid their faces to keep from being spotted.
"Well, she's probably heard of us, just not actually listed to us or bothered to learn our names," Harry whispered.
"Well, that rules out the fan idea. Are you going to ask her out?" Niall asked. "'Cuz if you're not, then I am."
"I don't know. Maybe. But if I ask her out it's not going to be a date. It's just going to be... a... well, I supposed it would be a date. Or... an outing. A friendly outing. Yeah. Maybe a walk through a park or something," Harry said, looking around. "Okay, we can stop hiding now."
The boys removed their hands from their faces.
Harry's phone 'dinged' and he looked down at it. All the boys leaned over to see what it said, and Harry hid his phone under the table.
"Relax, guys! It's just Taylor, sending me another hate message again," Harry lied. It was actually an unknown number.
"When are you going to change your phone number or block her already?" Liam groaned.
"When I want to text everyone in my contacts that I changed my phone number," Harry said, opening the text.
Notes
Ooh! Minor suspense!Is it going to be Carmella or a fan who randomly got Harry's phone number? Or T. Swift from a new phone number?
I haven't decided yet.
8/3/13