chapter 10 ··dunkin donurs··

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"god morning, what would you two like?" thr guy at the cash register asked, his smile was so warm and welcoming.

"i'll take a choccolate milk with a croissant" i smiled

"same here" harry grunted.

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"okay, here's your choccolate milk, and here's my number" the guy handed me a crumpled piece of paper with his number on it.

i giggled, but harry looked pissed.

"she's mine" he growled at him.

really? i'm  'his?!'

"gee dude, relax.."he chuckeled" wait, are you...no way...YOU'RE HARRY STYLES!"

that's when hell got loose.

like fifteen girls in the bar started to charge to him, i left 10£ and we took a run for it.

when we were outside, there were paparazzi, obsessed fangirls,...you name it.

people were asking him the sillyest questions, but then everyone turned to me.

"does harry have a new girl?"

"has he brought you to bed yet?" see, that question pissed me off

"fuck off!" i snapped back

but people should mind they're own fucking business.

"what a dick!"i yelled on the way home.

harry bursted out in laughter.

"is it so importantant if we ever fucked?! jeezus" i raise my voice.

"relax love, were almost home, b and niall must be there already."

*NIALL'S P.O.V.*

when we arrive at the flat everyone's asleep.

PRAISE THE LORD.

i did NOT wanna deal with any drama at the moment.

we sit on the couch and watch E.

breaking news for directioners!

what? i raise the volume

harry styles,

curly hair cutie, the flirt of 1D has been seen with some mistery girl at dunkin donuts.

  from what we can tell, the mistery girl is sofia gentile, an italianamerican girl who came to study to london.

but she's a feisty one; snapping at reporters... she even told one to 'fuck off' hear more about the story at 8:15...

"FUUUCKKKK" sofia and harry were standing behind the couch.

sofia looked filled with anger, i think she was planning to destroy the TV.

"I'M SCREWEEEDDD, I'M FUCKINGG SCREWEEEDD"  she sobbed as she

threw herself on a chair.

"i'm sorry love" harry frowned and hugged her "it's all my fault..."

"no harry, i would never in a milion years blame you" she smiled sympathetically as she drew circles with her thumb on harry's cheeck.

i'm already shipping sarry.

*SOFIA'S P.O.V.*

i can't believe it.

i'm a feisty one 

W.T.F.?!

those reporters are such dicks.

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