The Outing

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Marca had stopped by to quickly go over the details of tonight with us. She was impressed with the light way we introduced the possibility of a love affair between me and Harry to the audience.

Well… Not exactly we, more Olly than us. The next phase was getting photographed outside with the boys. Nerves where literally rolling off me, I had never done anything like this. Could I really pull this off? Granted, it wasn’t really a big deal now, we just had to appear friendly with each other and since we already were sort of friendly, that shouldn’t be a problem.

But I couldn’t get rid of the butterflies in my stomach as Harry and I waited for Olly to exit his dressing room. We stole quick glances and awkward smiles if our eyes locked, but other than that we stayed silent. Could it be that he was actually nervous as well? The way he stood back against a wall, hands folded behind him, was seemingly relaxed but his face did not match his stance. His brows were furrowed, and he’s biting his lip.

I really haven’t had the chance to admire his looks till now. I could see what everyone was on about, he was definitely handsome to say the least. The brilliant green of his eyes contrasted his rosy lips and the way his hair defied gravity left me wondering the laws of physics. Just when my eyes moved to his well-defined jaw line, Olly threw open his door pulling us both from our trance.

“Stop looking so uptight fellows. You are going to have to sell this thing to bits.” He smiled at us. Olly was one of the few people who actually knew the truth about us, and would help us sell it. He motioned for us to come in, and we both left our places at the wall.

“You guys really need to loosen up a bit, so I thought, why not do some pre-drinks?” Olly gestured to the table which held some tiny glasses and a bottle full of a clear liquid. What was the harm? I’d had an enormously long day, so getting mortal definitely sounded like a good idea to me.

“I’m in.” I smiled at Olly. Harry looked a bit weary but agreed anyway.

After two rounds of vodka shots we decided to make the drinking a bit more interesting by getting to know each other through a game of Never Have I Ever. A few embarrassing rounds later it is my turn.

“Never have I ever… Had sex in a public place.” I slapped my hands over my mouth as I said it. How did I become so ballsy? That wasn’t like me at all! Both Harry and Olly stared at me with a grin on their face, both not touching their drinks. My face heated up as I reached for my drink and chugged it. The boys stared at each other with an amused expression on their faces.

“…What?” I asked them, now feeling a bit buzzed.

“Nothing! We just didn’t expect you to be such a pussy.” Harry smiled a wicked grin.

“I am not a pussy! I just never… did that. I mean, it’s not like I’m scared or anything but I just…” I tried to defend myself but failed miserably.

Right…” Harry drawled. “”Pussy” he coughed right after that.

“God, I AM NOT A PUSSY!” I yelled, but unable to contain my laughter. The alcohol was getting to my head quickly.

“Of course not babe. But you’ve never had the thrill of doing it with the chance of getting caught.” Olly soothed.

“Man, I remember my first time…” Harry reminisced. “In Disney land. The ride broke down while I was on a date with this girl and we just decided to do it in the middle of the It’s a Small World decor. Best date ever!”

Unable and unsure how to respond to that, I just grabbed another shot and drowned it to the amusement of the boys.

“Well, I think it’s time to face the sharks out there. Unless you want to be completely hammered while trying to look like the perfect girlfriend.” A slightly blurry Olly mused.

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