"Lyla, good your back." Jack comes in my office, "did you find out anything about the British curly boy."
"His name is Harry, Jack." I say. "Ah oh has someone turned into a directioner." He sits on the chair opposite my desk. I laugh sarcastically.

"Um no, not really. Sorry." I lie, I've been doing that a lot lately. "Hmm, ok then" He stands up "Do something about it Ly or else" He exits my office.

I know today Harry comes back to LA, I have been texting Anne a bit but nothing was mentioned between what happened Harry and I which I still feel guilty about.

I decide to give her a call. "Hi Lyla, were about to board," she answers. "Oh ok, I just want to wish you a safe flight"
"Oh that's sweet of you."
"So umm what time do you land" I ask while biting my nails.
"We should get here about 6pm if theres no delays" I write that down. "Well I umm might come get you if that's ok?" I ask "Oh you don't have to do that." But I have to Anne, I have too.
"No I want to, you did so much for me, this is my thank you." I don't want to drag her into this, but if I don't give Jack anything he will get rid of me and my life will be over.

"Well that sounds lovely, I'll text you our flight details. Thank you lovely"
"No worries I'll see you soon" I press the end button

I grab my bag and hat (paparazzi essential) http://ak1.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/cid/83163409/id/ckZBuhyfRxCep8q-_ByWhA/size/y.jpg

and my camera.

"Jack I'm going out to investigate" I inform him and he thumbs up as he is the phone.

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I get to LAX and can see Harry already getting out, maybe he took an earlier flight. I sit in my car and get the camera and appropriate lens to match and start snapping photos. Those bastards outside that do include me at times, poor guy can't even get a break or some breathing spacehttp://www3.pictures.zimbio.com/fp/Harry+Styles+Touches+Down+LAX+2jr2Q38b11Il.jpg

I see him struggling as the paps continue to follow him to his car, which he can't see to find. I then beep my horn multiple times and drive around where he is. I open the front door "GET IN" I yell which he does and I speed off. "Lyla, what are you doing here?" Shit think of a lie and I notice my camera under my seat. "I umm was going to pick up your mum" Well that isn't a lie.

"She doesn't get in for another hour." He reminds me as I continue to drive. "Oh I must of mixed the times up." I drive on the highway.
"where can I take you?" I ask him as he gets his phone from his pocket. "Umm I'm hungry actually"
"Ok where too?"
"We can go to this cafe near my house" He looks at me and I do but then back at the road. I can't say yes if I am seen with him I am done for.

"Umm I have to got to work for a bit, then I was going to get your mum". I lie. I hate lying, just tell him Lyla no then he will hate me.
"Ok I can come with you." Why is he so sweet for?
"Umm it's pretty boring though, my work I mean"
"Oh ok then" he looks out the window.
"How about you wait in the car and we can get something to eat" I flash him a smile.

"Sounds good" he says chirpy again.

So I decide to drive to the hospital that is conveniently near my work. I park the car "Ok wait here" I smile taking my belt off . "Ok" He smiles. I see the camera and pick it up and he looks at me "I borrowed from a lady from work " I lie yet again.

I get to my office and go straight to see Jack. I put the camera on his desk, "LAX images of Harry Styles" He looks through the photos. "Wow Lyla, these are very close, good work" He smiles and uploads the images of Harry on the computer. I turn on my heels and begin to walk away. "Where you going" I turn again to meet his eyes "More investigating".



"Ok, let's eat" I say as I get in the car.
I jump back on the highway and Harry and I have general chit chat. "Sorry about running out the other night, I guess I was overwhelmed with everything" I apologise to Harry.
"It's ok Lyla. Really, I just want to know you a bit more now." He smiles.

We pull up at a cafe lucky there are no paps. If I get caught with Harry I'll basically be homeless. "Ill have the burger thanks" Harry raises an eyebrow, "What never seen a girl eat proper food before Styles"?" I ask him.
"No, it's just your definitely one of a kind." I blush. He takes a sip of water "So what did you have to go to work for?"
"Oh just to return the camera and figure out some shifts".

"When are you free next?" He asks me as the waiter brings some bruschetta to our table. Which Harry kindly puts a piece on my plate. "Umm I don't know sorry. my job is very demanding." I kind of speak truthfully.
"fair enough, you'll just have to call me, so I can take you out again".

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"That was my mum" harry wave his phone, "She said she will just take a cab home, she wants to have dinner sometime this week though." He comes back to sit on the chair at our table.

"Yep that-----" i notice flashing cameras outside. CRAP! I put my head down and look for my sunglasses in my bag. "hey you ok?" his head comes down near mine as I search my bag. "We can go it's fine." I find my glasses and out them on. "Lucky I know the owner" He smirks as we stand and I take my handbag that is hanging back of the chair. "Come on" He takes my hand and we head out the back, but that doesn't help. There are paps out the back as well. "Don't let go and keep your head down" He grips my hand tighter.


We make it eventually to my car, If i got caught I'm dead. I guess tomorrow I will know my fate.

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