I try my best to stay calm and watch him waiting for an answer."Hum Hey!"
That was way too playful.
I stand up, I recognise his face... He's this guy, Harry Tomlinson or something like that.
He stares at me for a second and frowns.
"Hello...I'm Harry, Harry Styles" He says unsure of himself, why does he has to stare at me like this?
"I'm Madelyn" He smiles when he hears my name, it's a good sign isn't it?
I can feel my cheeks turning into a shade of red and I'm sure he can see it, it's surely the reason why he's laughing right now. His laugh is adorable I have to admit, it's cute but simple.
Whatever, what does he want? I'm 100% sure I'm not supposed to be here right now and he's about to tell me I have to leave.
"Do you want to go out and have some coffee?" he asks
Okay he doesn't want me here
"I'll leave right now sorry for disturbing you" I say at the same time I pick up my phone on the floor
"No wait!" He puts his hand on my shoulder and I look at him "I meant, do you want to go have some coffee with me?"
"Oh, well.."
My brain can't think right now, one of the biggest celebrity in the whole world is asking me to spend time with him, last time I spotted a star in the street and I asked her if I could have a picture with her she told me: «Fuck off fucking paparazzi».
I have to accept, shouldn't I? At the same time his a stranger who says he's not going to rape me?
Even though I'm 100% sure there are a lot of fans who would like that.
I realise I'm taking way too much time to finish my sentence and I simply nod and accept his proposition. We walk to the door and I spot Michael winking at me. My eyes widen and I shake my head side to side.
I go to the cloakroom and change myself and take all my belongings. Harry waits for me outside and we go directly to a coffee shop.
We arrive to a small coffee shop and seat outside with June's most sunny day.
"So, Madelyn, what do you do for a living?" He asks
"Well, I'm in modelling but I hate it, I'm just trying to gain a some money to pay my studies."
"So you're studying?"
"No, I haven't gain enough money."
"How come?"
I can't look straight at him, he's staring at me and I feel uncomfortable.
"It's only my second year of modelling, and the first one was spent by trying to find small opportunities for me, because no one knew me and it was though finding someone to work with"
"You must be famous now"
I shake my head
"Not at all, well I guess I made my own name but I don't want to exaggerate, I'm not as famous as you"
The words go out of my mouth without thinking, and a frown appears on Harry's face.
"Being famous is not something always as good as you think"
"Yeah of course" I laugh "You have fans, money, you're invited everywhere, I mean I don't see any problem"
"Well I see one. Just behind you"
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