Chapter 2

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*Lisa's POV*

I opened the hotel doors and I was being thrown questions like I was famous.

who are you

are you dating Harry

how old are you

are you friends with Harry

how long have you been dating

are you going on tour with them

has Harry used you yet

he is a man whore right

The last two pissed me off. I stopped and turned around.

"Put this in your tabloid, Harry Styles is not a man whore and he hasnt used me yet and never will because he is not like that so fuck off" I yelled and I stormed off to my car. They all had their cameras down and watched me drive away.

I went home and took a shower. I went on twitter and saw I had 3.2k followers and my mentions were blown up.

@harrysgirl16: Your pretty and all but leave harry alone.

Make me.

@onedeelover: Hopefully harry see's what shit you are and forgets you.

Im not shit.

@HEEYITS1D4ME: You should totally like date harry, like you two are so damn cute together.

Aww, I love her.

@Narry_Larry10 Ignore the insults. Theyre obviously jealous that you can get harry and they cant. #HisaShipper

Thats trending. I checked and all the boys are following me. Im gonna reply to the hate.

@supbro_itslisa Thanks to the ones who said nice things. To the haters, you dont bother me. Keep trying, see if I care.

I pressed tweet and it sent. I logged out. I plugged up my I-phone and laptop before falling asleep.

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I woke up to my alarm clock beeping. I got up and padded to my bathroom. I showered quickly and got on my uniform for subway. I put on black skinnyjeans, blue vans, and my dark green subway shirt and clipped on my nametag. I brushed my teeth and grabbed my phone, wallet, and keys before walking out and getting to my car.

*10 minutes later*

"Hey Danny" I said to my friend from high school as I clocked in.

"Hey Lisa, saw the news" he said with a wink.

"What do you mean" I asked confused and he pulled out his phone and typed then showed me.

'Mystery girl seen walking with Harry Styles in a hotel in North Carolina. Dating? Friends? Family? Who knows. She snapped at the paparazzi last night for calling Harry a man whore. We'll find put this mystery girls name'.

"Oh my goodness" I said and he smiled.

"You little rebel ass you" he said and I slapped his arm playfully.

"Okay you two, get to work or I'll fire ya" our manager Jack said with a playful wink. We laughed and got at the bar.

Old couples, small familys, teenagers, solo people, ect. came in one after another. I groaned and put my hands on my face.

"Mind taking my order" the familiar British accent asked. I uncovered my face.

"Huh, what, Harry, Hi, yes, what do ya want" I asked blushing and he laughed.

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