Taken *editing*

WTF

Jesus Christ! We havn't up dated in a while... School is a fucking bitch.... Anyway! Here's another chapter...

I know ;-;

Paula's pov.

"So Harry," I said as I entered his room. He was sprawled out on his bed staring at his laptop screen intently. A bandana was wrapped around his head, pushing his hair back. He honestly looked rediculous in it. He'd been doing that alot recently with scarfs and stuff. I didn't have the heart to tell him though, so I just shut the door behind me, locked it and lent against it with my arms crossed.

"Hey babe," he smiled at me cutely, his dimples poping out.

"Where did you and Niall go the other day?" I asked in a tough voice.

"We took a taxi to the tatoo parlor. I got a new one!" he beamed at me. I gave him a suspisious look. He rolled his eyes at me and showed me his wrist that was wrapped up in those thingies.

"What did you get one of?" I asked jumping next to him.

"An anchor," he replied turning his attension back to his laptop screen. "I can take off the wrap later today." I swear he has a new tatoo every time i see him...

"What are you doing?" I asked scooting closer to him.

"Reading my email. Apparently we have to go for this event..." he trailed off as he continued reading.

"Like a premier? or the grammies?" I asked.

"No...but it's still a big deal. Alot of famous people will be there and there's gonna be a red carpet."

"So fancy dresses?" I asked. He nodded.

"I wonder why Lou didn't tell me. Believe it or not he's reponsible for this stuff."

"I though it was Liam," I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Yeah, well Lou's older and responsible," he scrolled down the page "It's going to be in four days. Tomorrow we have to go get outfits. Management say's we can take dates." He smiled at me. I smiled back. Was he asking me? Holy shit he was! "We're gonna need to find you something fancy to wear."

"Holy shit this will be our first time hanging out! Like officiall! With no costumes or anything!" I was suddenly got very nervous. People were gonna hate me for no reason and judge me.

"Yeah... We'll tell the world that we're dating...hopefully Niall will ask Tiffany out. Those idiots." He motioned for me to lay down closer to him.

"We should come up with a plan to-" I started.

"No! No more plans. Please, I'm begging! We have to start up with the interviews and stuff soon so let's just relax for now, lease?"

"Fine!" I groaned.

We started talking. I told him about how I wanted to be an artitect and about my life. He told me about his. wW were having one of those cute couple-y moments. Stealing kisses and telling jokes. I laughed though they were horrible.

"Haarreehhh!" The door burst open and Louis entered the room. He was over the joke by now and was trying to chear Ziam up since their girlfriends left. It was fun hanging out with them...

"How did you get? In the door was locked..." I asked.

"Why was it locked?" Harry looked at me.

"What were you planning to do, Paula?" Lou asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I was getting ready for an intense questioning, but he didn't lie. The truth wasn't interesting either."

"Anyways... I came to tell you about the event!" his eyes beamed. His hair was wild, but some how still looked good, and he was growing a beard. Along with Zayn and Liam. Gawsh! They were growing up!