Fast Times In Times Square

Coast Is Clear

After many failed attempts to get me into lingerie and model Harry and I decided to check and see if there were any fans lingering about. We went down the elevator and looked around and it looked like the coast was clear so we quickly bought Harry a hoodie to hide in which I really pitied him for because it was July and I was sweating in shorts.

He seemed okay though.

We exited the store and were waiting at a cross walk, we stood there silently until the light signaled we could walk and Harry grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. I gave him a confused look,

"What? Have to help a pretty girl cross the street," he winked, I just shook my head.

We finally made our way to the lemonade store and were met by four familiar faces. Harry put his hood down when he noticed security had the place under control.

Louis was the first to speak,

"What did you guys sneak off for a quickie or what? Interviews over you guys missed it," he said semi joking and semi serious,

"We were mobbed," Harry explained, Louis eyes' travelled down to our hands and the rest of the boys soon followed his gaze. I quickly tried to pull my hand back but Harry's grip was too tight. Liam shot me a confused look whereas Niall simply thumbed up Harry and Zayn wiggled his eyebrows,

"Where did you guys end up for an hour and a half?" Zayn asked, Harry grinned and was about to say something obviously dirty so I quickly interrupted,

"Macy's!" I exclaimed,

"Yeah... On the sixth floor," he winked, the boys looked confused then soon had faces of realization which I didn't understand until I notice Harry making motions on his chest and doing seductive poses. I slapped his arm with my free hand. I'm right handed so it packed an extra punch.

"Ouch!" he flinched and rubbed his arm acting like I actually hurt him.

"You better get back to Rachelle Avery, she seemed pissed, I mean like no job after today pissed..." Liam said sadly,

"Fuck, I gotta go." I rushed,

"Nice meeting you all!" I went to run out when Harry wouldn't release my hand.

"What?" I questioned, but before saying anything a hand was put in the back pocket of my jean, I gasped,

"Wrong one," Harry smirked, the hand left and soon went to the other "cheek" and Harry pulled out my phone. He typed for a few minutes and passed it around to the boys before giving it back. I looked at it and noticed I had five new contacts;

Zaynie Boo

Nialler

Lou Lou

Leeeeyum

Harry Styles <3

The last one made my heart race, he put a heart, did that mean something, I shot them all a quick smile before sprinting back to the office. I walked into Rachelle's office an her head shot up and a look of pure anger was on her face.

Well Fuck Me,