We Need That 'One Thing'

#43 Harry, the Ladies Man

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"RRRRISE AND SHINE EVERYONE IT'S A BRAND NEW DAY AND WE'RE GONNA HAVE LOADS OF FUNNNN!" Becka screamed, knocking on everyone's door. Usually it would be Liam, but Becka asked if she could have the wake up call.

~~*Eight hours earlier*~~

"Are you sure? It's not as easy as you think, NO ONE ever wakes up." Liam explained to Becka that the wake up call is not fun. AT ALL.

Becka just looked at him and smiled. 

"I'm up for the challenge." She winked and ran into her hotel room.

~~**~~

And Liam was right. No one was getting up. Becka groaned and walked

To Candie's room- her only hope.

Waking up to her door, Becka saw a pink note with butterflies on it saying:

HAYY! Good morning mamasitas! Guess where I left...........

IM WITH HARRY AT LINCOLN CENTER! BEFORE YOU KNOW IT OUR KIDS ARE GOING TO BE GOING OFF TO COLLEGE!

Love, your BFTIOADWAPSAIFOAJHNL (Best Friend That Is On A Date With A Pop Star A IS Freaking Out And Just Had No Life),

CANDIEEEE [>O<] <-- I tried drawing Candy so don't judge.

"OH MY GOSH GUYS!!!" Becka screached and everyone ran over to the note, but Becka hid it from the guys. She didn't want any of his friends messing with Candie's social life.

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"HARRY! CALM YOURSELF!" Candace screamed as Harry dragged her along the parking lot. 

"WALK. FASTER!" He screamed back. He knew the paps were gonna find them any second, and they REALLY needed to get out before anyone saw them. 

As they reached the car, Harry opened the door to his black, Hyundai Sedan and they hopped in ike maniacs. 

"Okay, we should be safe." he said, grabbing a black plastic bag from the back seat and pulling out a two wigs, along with glasses and a moustache.

"Uh...what are we doing?" Candace asked, staring at the moustache.

"What does it look like we're doing? We're going...INCOGNITO." Harry dramatically answered, handing her a blonde wig and casual red Ray Bans.

"I know you're staring at the moutache...WELL IT'S MINE." Harry snapped and they both laughed and put their diguises on.

Harry drove somewhere really close to Columbus Circle and parked his car in a garage. They walked out and waked all the way from the circle, to Lincoln Center. They saw the oddly shaped building, with metallic letters saying "The Juilliard School" and Candace was just...astounded.

"WOAH. THIS IS LIKE MY DREAM SCHOOL!" She said, running up to it and looking through the glass doors of the main entrance. Harry stood next to her, telling her how they can go in, but they needed an ID to get passed the stairs where pedestrians can usually sit.

Candace was so amazed with what was happening here. She ran a couple of feet down, where they had a huge poster of all the Majors that were there: Music, Drama, Dance. Harry showed her the college kids on the "Dance" portion on the tables and explained to her how amazing this dance was when he first saw it being performed there.