Christmas Love (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter Thirty-Two

A guy with a funny mustache walks over with his clap board. "Break is over boys." I start to walk towards the door. I tell Harry, "I better go now." He catches up to me and places his arms on my forearms. "No, please stay. How would you get home anyway? We can have another date afterwards." I ask, "I won't get in trouble?" Harry shakes his head, "They're really chill." Harry moves his hand down from my forearm to my hand. He walks as he stretches out our arms. He releases my fingers when he can't put any more space between us. The camera crew turns on the bright lights and sets up the cameras. The boys stand in a straight line. Like army men, they place their hand across their foreheads. Down the line, one by one, the boys salute and bend down. Now they are at take twenty because Niall never does his on time. Next, the boys crowd around for pictures. They throw up their arms, and flex to show off their guns. The cameras must of shot hundreds of photos. The director snaps the clap board and yells, "Cut! I think that's enough for today." Harry walks up to me laughing, "How ridiculous do I look?" I hold out my hand. He grabs it and spins for me. I give him a smirk, "You don't look ridiculous. You make a hot sailor." Harry winks, "Do you want me to sail your boat?" My cheeks turn hot red, "Kinky." Harry points to the dressing rooms, "Let me change and then we can go." I smack Harry's butt when he turns around, "Hurry up!" Harry comes back dressed for winter, I ask, "Our date is going to be outside again?" Harry and I exit the warehouse and we get inside an SUV. He answers, "Yes. I hope you like shopping." I giggle, "Well I am a girl, so it's kinda safe to assume." We arrive at the Brooklyn Night Bazaar. The holiday market has food, live music, and one-of-a-kind handmade gifts. Sparkling lights outline the paintings, ornaments, drawings, and much more. Harry and I walk hand in hand through the crowd of hundreds of people. We make our way to each individual booth. Harry says, "I'll pay for anything you would like." I smile, "Let's get a customized gift for the both of us."