Vogue.

Thirty Six

Celine

He didn't kiss me.

"Your mum made breakfast." He said, pulling me from the bathroom into the hall.

"Did you eat?" I asked.

"I did, I was hungry she offered, and you were asleep." He shrugged.

"How long did you wait?" I pouted.

"Not very long." He shook his head. "She showed me in, offered breakfast, then poured water on you." He chuckled.

"Very funny." I rolled my eyes. I let him lead me out to the front, then glanced down at my outfit. I had an old rugby jersey and pajama shorts on.

"So Harry..." Liana began as we walked into the kitchen. I smiled as he glanced between the two of us and sat at the kitchen table.

"Liana." He nodded.

"What does being in the most famous boy band feel like?" She asked.

"Quite normal..." He answered. I grabbed a plate.

"Ana are you eating?" I asked, pausing her and Harry's interview. She glanced over and nodded. "Ron?"

"Uh I'll make it, I've gotta leave pretty soon." He said.

"Do you work?" Harry asked.

"No, I'm in culinary school. Do you cook?" Ronnie said, pulling his t shirt on over his head.

"When I have time." Harry replied.

I made myself and Liana a plate then warmed them up and began cleaning up the leftovers and whatever dishes were used.

"I kind of miss cleaning up after myself." I pouted, sitting at the table.

"I think it's just that you miss cleaning here... lord knows we all miss it." Liana smirked.

I crossed my legs on my seat and flipped her off.

"How was your flight out here?" Harry asked, looking at me.

"It wasn't too bad." I shook my head. "Boring. What about yours?"

"This guy kept talking to me." He sighed. "Like he knew-" He stopped and pinched his eyes closed then sneezed.

"Bless you." I smiled.

"Don't laugh at-" He sneezed again. And once again.

Now I was laughing.

"Ugh, jerk." He shook his head.

"I can't help myself, your sneeze is so adorable." I hid my laugh by pursing my lips. "I'm sorry." I covered my mouth.

"No you aren't!" He mused, shaking his head at me.

"I am... go on with your story." I bit my lip.

"He had obviously recognized me, and told me his sister was a fan, and he kept saying he was trying to get her to realize that we weren't coming back as a band." He explained, making me frown. "Not once did I get to tell him he was wrong."

"How ignorant." I scoffed.

"I didn't let him get to me, I said my farewell and left it at that." He sighed.

"I couldn't let that go. Not only was he rude to you, but he's crushing his sisters dreams." I pointed out.

Harry nodded, and ran his finger over his lips, then his eyes trailed over my outfit.

"Did you play rugby?" He asked.

"Yeah before we moved here, and I didn't want to stop but it was too hard finding a team out here." I shrugged.

"You still fit that?" He laughed.

"It's tight." I shrugged, feeling the blush begin.

He nodded then turned his attention to Liana.

"Are you in school as well?" He asked her.

"Junior college." She nodded. "I don't have class today but I'll be out of your hair soon." She held her hands up in surrender.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm spending the day with Isaiah and his family." She said.

"Who's Isaiah?" Harry asked, looking between us.

"My..." She looked at me then smiled. "Friend."

Ronnie dropped Ana off on his way to school, leaving Harry and I with the house, which we didn't stay at for long.

"How long has it been since you've walked around a mall without bodyguards?" I asked, grabbing the keys to our Honda.

"Oh man... hard to tell." He said.

We got into the car and made it to the end of our road before the silence was broken.

"Okay wait." He said as I braked at the stop sign. "We won't really be able to kiss when we get into town." He looked over at me, wetting his lips. I smiled, and leaned forward to kiss him. His hand cupped my jaw, and his tongue slid over my bottom lip.

"Smart thinking." I sighed, smiling as I continued driving.

Harry was scrolling through my songs, deciding what to listen to.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I blushed.

"You have our album?" He said, hitting a song.

"You don't have mine?" I pretended to be upset.

"Not yet." He chuckled.

'I've got fire for a heart.'

"I'm not scared of the dark," I started singing along. He watched me singing his song, until he joined.

"Nobody can drag me down, woah." He sang.

"Nobody, nobody."

"Nobody can drag me do-own."

"Harry." I chuckled, turning it down. "Quit making me sound bad." I whined hitting him in the shoulder.

"You can pick the next song." He laughed.

I chose Why Don't We Go There? because of his post- London- date- Instagram post.

I waited for the chorus which was pretty much all I knew.

"We got all night, we're going nowhere. Why don't you stay?" I sang, lifting my hand to hold onto his shoulder. "Why don't we go there, let's take a ride, out in the cold air. I know the way, why don't you go there with me?" I sang, dancing in my seat as we hit a red light.

"Hey, hey, hey." He shouted to the beat of the song as I looked over at him.

"There's no right time or place, cause anyone can see we'll do it anyway."

We sang the chorus together, earning looks from the cars surrounding us, to which Harry replied with a big smile and wave.

"One more." I told him.

"Oh my gosh." He groaned, sarcastically. I found the song and hit play.

I beat my fists against the wheel.

Harry

"When I first saw you, from across the room, I could tell that you were curious, oh yeah. Boy I hope you're sure what you're looking for, cause I'm not good at making promises." I sang.

Harry leaned sideways getting my attention.

"But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms, and if you like having secret little rendezvous." He was recording us.

"If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn't do, baby I'm perfect, baby I'm perfect for you." I serenaded his phone. I chuckled, and put my hand over his camera, pushing it down.

I'm sorry I know this chapter is sort of shit. And I've been gone a long time. I'm so sorry guys. Don't hate me. But I'll be updating some more later. I'm sorry, again.