We Need That 'One Thing'

#42 And The Journey Does NOT Begin.

Hay y'all! Sorry I haven't been on for so long, I've been at sleep away camp for three weeks and had no service!

SORRY!

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Candace sat in her bed with her phone in her hands, slowly scrolling through the messages she shared with Harry. Harry Styles.

HARRY.

STYLES.

And she finally built up the courage to finally text him again.

Candace:So, Manhattan tomorrow, huh?

Harry: Yea, what's life without the beauty of Lincoln Center?

Candace sighed. She has never seen this side of him! And she likes it a lot more than his bad boy, 'idgaf' attitude.

Candie: never been there

Harry: WAT

Candie: It's true!

Harry: Well someone has to take you there, right???

Candie: and who is that gonna be? ;)

Harry: it's gonna be a guy who's name starts with H and ends with Arry!!!

No smiley face back. DAMN IT. Candace thought to herself. She got over herself and continued the conversation.

Candie: YAY! Thanks a bunch! See ya tomorrow at 10?

Harry: IN THE MORNINF?

Candie: Of course! Listen, i dont want to wake up either, but if we go any later, kids are gonna be out of school and they're gonna spot us!! And work on your spelling.

Harry: *gives glare*

Candie: *throws potato at head*

Harry: *falls on floor* *eats potato* *gets potato powers* *shoots potato out of armpit*

Candie: Armpit??

Harry: mmmmhmmmmm

Candie: lmao, see ya tomorrow then?

Harry: 10 AM it is!

~~**10:45 AM**~~

Candace stood outside her door, waiting for Harry to come out. She has been waiting for forty five minutes for this curly haired freak. Just as she was about to give up and forget her Harry Styles romance dream, his hotel room door opened and Harry came running out, trying to button his white shirt, revealing the beaks of his bird tattoos.

"I'm SO sorry! I got...held up..." Harry said, and Candace took her eyes off his perfectly toned chest quickly and gave him a forgiving look.

"Hey. I'd like you to look into my eyes and not my chest when you're talking to me." Harry smirked, quoting every single girl.

"It's fine. I woke up 9:50, don't sweat it!" Candace giggled and they went over to the elevator. But as they were walking, she saw the door to his room open and a girl with black fishnets underneath her unbelievably ripped jeans (like seriously it looked like someone took a machete and cut her jeans open) and her black lacy bra, holding her pink shirt in her hand along with her phone came walking out, struggling to take her black heeled boots with her. The obviously fake, tipsy blonde (no offense to blondes or anything) with her short hair, looked around with her smudged makeup eyes and ran the other way when she spotted Candace eying her.

"Uh, Candace?" Harry slowly asked, looking up and down at her outfit.

He's checking me out. Good. I think?

"Yeah?" Candace quickly answered.

"Are you sure you want to go out in those shorts? It's the middle of January!" Harry said, pointing out the window next to the elevator.

The morning looked crisp and bright, but had a little grayness to it, indicating it was indeed winter and super cold outside. Candace looked down at Harry's outfit. His black pants, white button down shirt, and brown boots, topped off with a brown Leather coat were perfect for the weather in New York right now.

But her black high waisted shorts with black tights underneath weren't doing her legs any good.

"Uh...I'll be fine!" Candace said, trying not to waste any time.

They walked into the elevator when it made a Ding! sound and the journey began.

As the elevator doors opened, Harry and Candace quickly realized that there was Paparazzi waiting outside for someone from One Direction or The Neon Cupcakes to come out.

"Uh oh.." Harry quickly said before clicking a random button on the elevator and repeatedly clicking the Close Door button.

"What're you doing!?" Candace exclaimed.

"Do you WANT us to have a new story in the tabloids about us? And I don't mean us, I mean US."

Yes

Candace thought, but just looked at him, assuring him she knew what he meant.

It would be nice...NO CANDACE STOP.

"Well how long are they gonna he there?" Candace asked.

"All. Day until they see one of us! Then they're gonna stalk us!" He said ask the elevator traveled up to the 22 floor where their rooms are.

"Is there a back door? Like secretly for celebs?" Candace asked and she saw it pull a light bulb out of Harry's head.

"There is! How did I forget! I used it to sneak out with Taylor that night!" Harry said, but quickly regretting what he said.

"T-Taylor? Swift?" Ariel said. She knew Taylor Swift was super talented ad beautiful and...tall and one of Candie's inspirations, but she wasn't one to go out with. Once you break her heart, or use her, you WILL have a number one hit written about you.

"Uh, no, Taylor...LAUTNER! Yeah! We wanted to go clubbing one time and went through the back when we were both in New York!

Mhm. Sure.

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No offense to Taylor Swift at all! I love her to death but...she's a feisty one isn't she?

I WENT TO WATCH THIS IS US IN 3D AND IT WAS AMAZING!

But during the commercials the Taylor Swift commercial came on and I started dancing to 22 and my friend Ariel goes "STOP SONIA DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?!" and I ended up getting glares from almost every directioner...heh...I CAN'T HELP IT OKAY?

Oh and the girl is on the side :)