"Harry, stop everyone's going to be coming soon and we barely have anything done!" I laugh from beneath Harry, who has pinned me to the kitchen floor.
"So? It's not like they can get in unless I unlock the door." Harry leans forward and braces his weight on his forearms on the floor by me head.
"What the bloody hell is going on in here?" We both look up to see Liam standing behind the kitchen counter.
"You were saying?" I tease Harry.
By the time the rest of the boys had arrived Harry and I had managed to make a horrendous mess of the kitchen. A thin layer of flour covered nearly every surface including ourselves. Nutella was smeared across our cheeks and foreheads.
"I hope you two aren't part of the meal." Niall teases and swipes a finger across my cheek, popping the hazelnut mixture into his mouth and I cringe.
"Food's on the table." I point to the dining table and all the boys eagerly race over.
In a matter of just a few minutes everyone's plates are piled high unlike the serving platters they once came from. Our conversation is filled with the usual playful teasing and tour discussion. Our flight to Australia is an early one and we all agree that waking up that early is ridiculous.
"So when do you host SNL?" Niall asks, shoving a forkful of eggs into his mouth.
"Two weeks. So I'll miss three shows, but Dan's flying in to cover for me since his tour is on break too."
"And why am I just hearing about this? What am I supposed to do without you for three whole days?" Harry teases.
"Whatever you did before I was around." I stand up and walk to the kitchen patting Harry's head along the way; a cloud of flour bursts from his hair. "You're a big boy I'm sure you'll figure something out."
---
"So how's your tour going?" Josh asks as we both sit on the upper level of the stage while the boys answer twitter questions.
"Good, we're adding more dates, but as of now I'm starting in the US in April and going until mid September." I say tapping my fingertips on one of Josh's drums.
"That's cool. Have an opening act yet?"
"No, but-" I stop when I hear Harry attempting to what sounds like rap. "What the hell are they doing?"
Josh points to the video screen behind us with a drumstick. "Rap contest apparently."
"Oh no." I watch the boys parade around B stage singing.
"Your boyfriend needs to listen to more rap. I think he's singing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." Josh laughs.
I roll my eyes. "Watch this." I pull my mic from back pocket and flip the switch on the side on. "This one is for the boys with the booming system
Top down, AC with the cooling system
When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like he savin' up."
The crowd screams as I walk down the clear staircase. Liam begins beat boxing as I continue. Although the boys are all on the stage separated from the main one I can still clearly see the shock on Harry's face. His mouth is wide open and he holds his mic by his side, forgotten.
"Beat that, Styles!" I taunt after finishing.
---
"Abigail, is it true you cheated on Harry?"
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Hidden (Harry Styles Fanfic)
FanfictionAmerican Actress Abigail Judd is thrust into the spotlight when her acting career takes off. Starring in an up and coming television series and beloved movie saga Abigail's rising reputation and career is to die for. Then, she meets Harry. As their...
