Harry Styles' Personal Spy

Part 35

Finally wearing warm shoes, I made it back to MSG. I sneaked back stage and luckily the boys just finished and everyone was crowded around them. I saw Harry trying to squeeze through all the people. He saw me and immediately grinned.

"Hey love." He said with a smile showing his adorable dimples.

'Cool it Sarah.'

"Hey. Great job on the show. I told you you could do it." I said.

"Thank you. Probably wouldn't have done it without you." He smiled.

"It was all in you. You just don't know it." I said making him smile even more.

"So, I better get going to the meet and greet. Want to come with me?" He asked hopeful.

"Um, sure. I guess so." I said.

I actually really wanted to go home. I sort of have a huge headache and possibly frostbite on my toes. But either way I followed Harry who had now taken my hand and led me towards the meet and greet area.

I was too busy thinking over the events of today to really become giddy over Harry holding my hand. Hold on why would I freak out about Harry holding my hand?

'Because you like him Sarah.'

'No I don't.'

'Stop lying to yourself.'

'Why would I like him?'

'Because he's a hot, talented British dude.'

'Oh shut up.'

"Jennifer, you okay?" Harry asked.

I noticed I zoned out while having that inner battle. "Yeah I'm fine."

I begin to hear screams and crying come closer. I knew we were there now.

"OH MY GOSH! IT'S HARRY STYLES!" a girl screamed at the top of her lungs.

"HARRY! HARRY! GIVE ME SOME IF YOUR GRAVY!" another shouted.

"WILL YOU MARRY ME?" Another bellowed.

"SIMPLE BUT EFFECTIVE!" the girl next to her yelled.

This was pretty amusing but I liked my ears. Many girls really were obsessed with them. I find it astonishing how you could be so in love with someone you didn't even really know.

Harry took a seat at a table with the other boys. I just stood by near the gates that held of the hundreds of girls. Some were screaming in my ear and trying to rip off my clothes. It wasn't even a cute hoodie. I waved hi to some of them and they screamed even more that I thought my ears were bleeding. Why were they screaming?

"HARRY STYLES' GIRLFRIEND JUST WAVED TO ME!" a fan shouted.

That's why. I should really clear up that I wasn't dating Harry. That its just a misunderstanding. But as soon as I opened my mouth to explain they began to scream again. You know what, this is hopeless.

The security began to line up the fans to get things signed and to meet them and stuff. I stood by them trying not to draw any attention but then something began to grab my own.

"You and Jennifer are a really adorable couple." A fan squealed.

"Oh no love. We aren't dating." Harry replied to the girl shaking his curls away from his face.

'Wow that's hot.'

'Focus Sarah.'

"What? I thought you guys liked each other?" The girl asked perplexed.

"Well, er, I don't know if she really likes me like that." What he said was barely audible as he whispered under the loud atmosphere.

"Of course she does. You're Harry Styles." She said as if it was obvious.

'Well she does have a point.'

'You don't like him, Sarah. Remember?'

"Well, she's different." He said.

The girl moved on to the next but all I felt was the blood rushing to my cheeks. I'm different. Hold on, is that good or bad? What of its bad? What if he hates me? What if-

'Stop worrying Sarah. You don't care about his opinion.'

'Yes you do. You like him and you want him to like you back.'

'Who asked you?'

'I am you.'

Stupid brain. Can it shut up for a moment? I slid to sit on the ground and felt instantly tired but decided to wake myself up by going on my phone.

"OH MY GOSH! IT'S JENNIFER SANDERS!" a fan screamed waking me up instantly.

Crap. I forgot about them. I waved to all of them who began to take pictures of me. Oh gosh. I probably look like the walking dead by now.

"Do you have an Instagram or a Twitter?" a fan asked more calmly thankfully.

I told her I didn't since I'm supposed to be disguised as a fan with my Instagram and Twitter.

"Please get one. I want to be your first follower." She gave me a piece of paper. "Kik me."

Kick me? What's that supposed to mean?

"Don't you have Kik messenger?" another girl asked that I assumed was friends with the other.

"No. What's that?" I asked standing up.

"It's instant messaging pretty much. It's spelled K-I-K." She replied.

"Oh thank you. I'll make sure to get it." I said going onto the AppStore.

She quickly scribbled down something on a piece of paper. "Kik me."

I smiled at the fans and from the corner of my eye I saw Harry smiling at me with his prominent dimples.

'Gosh he's cute.'

'Shut it.'

By the end of the meet and greet, I had enough pieces of paper to fill my hoodie and shorts' pockets plus my hood itself. I walked around slowly trying not to drop a single paper.

"Sorry you had to stay through all of that love." Harry apologized to me.

"Oh no. It's fine. I made many friends today." I say gesturing to all the papers.

He chuckled. "I could tell."

"Hey S-Jennifer." Louis said almost slipping my real name.

"Hey Louis." I said yawning a bit.

"We better get you home." Harry said looking at me about to pass out.

"Oh no. I'm fine. Just a little tired." I yawned again then I felt my eyes begin to feel incredibly heavy.

"Yeah. Lets go." Harry said holding me by the waist.

I felt millions of butterflies in my stomach by that one move. Oh what that boy did to me...

'Stop it Sarah. You don't like him.'

'Admit it. You do.'

'No I don't. We're just....it's complicated.'

'It's not. You're just in love.'

Gah. I'm giving myself a headache.

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