Lost & Found - A Harry Styles Fan Fic

Slut

*MOLLYS POV**

Me and george left the hotel and we automatically began heading towards starbucks, we entered the shop and instantly my senses tingled, i was filled up by the aaroma of coffe and tea and sweet savouries, the shop was like heaven to me, we headed up to the counter where a middle aged woman with scrapped back blonde hair was tided into a tight pony tail, she was wearing layers upon layers of mascara and thick eyeliner and black eye shadow with pale pink lipstick, she flashed a soft smile at us ''Hello, welcome to starbucks what could i get you wonderful people?'' she seemed cheerful and happy as if she didn't have a care in the world apart from making others day better ''One mint tea and pomegranate tea please love'' harry spoke softly at her, i looked up at harry and kissed him on his cheek and whispered into his ear ''How did you know i liked pomegranate tea?'' and bit his ear lobe softly, ''Just a guess babe'' and began to giggle, we went and sat down in a booth me facing across from Harry. e ran his fingers through his hair and flung it to the side. Damn that was hot! The woman who served us who was called Linda bought over our drinks to us in little take away , on the outside she wrote , 'Cute couple number one of the day' on both of our mugs.

*HARRYS POV**

''Smile!'' I spoke loudly at her after we got our drinks, she hated having photos taken of her, she claimed she wasn't photogenic, but that was a lie. I took a photo of her when i caught her off gaurd and she was laughing. She didn't even realise, I claimed I was texting Niall but really i was adding a caption and uploading it to twitter. I don't even care if she hates the picture, i love it and im sure the fans will too. I checked out twitter page and the picture was there 'Fun day out with my girl x' Already directioners were retweeting saying she was 'beautiful' 'pretty' 'hot' but there were the occasional 'jealous directioners' who claimed she was ugly. I call them the jealous directioners because they do love us and are a directioner, but they hate on any girl they see us being with. Mol's phone let out a small beep, she pulled out her phone and put it on the table, it was a notification from twitter 'One Direction have uploaded a new photo. Tap here to view it...' ''Hey harry, soemone from the band uploaded a photo, it must of been Niall or someone like that'' Oh cheese flemmin' balls! She is going to see the hate she is getting. ''Mol!'' I reached my hands across the tables and took her hands in mine. Her hands were so small compared to my unusually large hands, they were as smooth as a babys bum, as some people would say. ''Come on, lets go to the bank and get some money out'' ''Okay!'' and with that, she put the phone away and never looked at the picture. Thank god!

**MOLLYS POV**

Me and Harry were walking towards the bank to get some money out, i think i had £50 on me so i am sure as hell not allowing him to buy me anything. When we were walking towards the bank, people were pointing at us, i thought it was just because I was with Harry, one of the most recognizable stars in the world. But i walked past one gir and she called me a slut. I didn't get why, all i was wearing was a dress, it wasn't short it was just above my knee caps. A girl came running up to us, she looked abotu 14 and she spoke ''Oh my god! are you harrys girlfriend!? the picture he posted today on twitter was of you and he called you his girl?! Are you guys dating oh my god wow best day ever! Ahhhh!'' I laughed and looked at harry as i had no clue what she meant. Harry was a deep red and nodded his head, the girl hugged me tightly and said I was beautiful and then asked for a picture with me and Harry, we obviously agreed to take the picture. Once she left i checked twitter and saw the photo of me, laughing at harry probably being a doofus. I didn't mind the picture, i looked pretty for once. Other times i look like a walrus! I punched Harry in the arm lightly but then thanked him for being a great guy. Finally we were at the Bank. We approached a middle aged man behind a plastic wall. He had black hair that was jut turning grey and blue eyes. He spoke as if he couldn't be arsed with his job anymore, running through the same routine everyday, wake up, get dressed, have breakfast, brush teeth, grab lunch and leave for work, sit at work from 9 till 5 then head home, watch tv, put on dinner or order take away, back o bed and begin the cycle again. ''Hello, what can i help you with today?'' He spoke in a monotone voice, plain boring and bland. ''I would like to withdraw some money please'' Harry spoke back to him. ''Okay I need your name and last 4 digits on your card and your CVV digits aswell please'' once again in a monotone voice. ''last four digits are 4986 and the CVV is...'' he spoke quieter, looking for the CVV area on his card. I took the card out of his hand and flipped to the back underneath the white strip you put your signature onto ''137'' I spoke, the man nodded and thped in the digits into the correct area and asked for Harry's Name. ''Mr. Harry Styles'' The man nodded again and spoke once more ''How much Mr. Styles do you wish to withdraw?'' ''200 please'' My eyes widened at the large amout of money he was taking out. Who brings 200 flemming pounds to town!? Harry got the money into his hand when another man walked through the door with a mask on. ''GET ON THE FLOOR THIS IS A ROBBERY'' He shouted loudely with no fear or worry in his voice, he knew what he wanted and he was going to get it...

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