Difference ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 10- Party time

 CHAPTER 10- ahhh I'm really excited for these next few chapters! Hope you guys like it! -zahra

Harry's POV

     “Wait, so you’re leaving tonight?!” I question Niall as we head out of the hotel to get an early dinner.

     “Yeah it sucks doesn’t it?” Niall looks up to me.

     “I thought you said next week though? I tell him hoping my only true friend in L.A. wouldn’t be leaving so soon.

     “That’s what I thought too! But management called this morning and wants me to start signing paper work for something, I don’t know what it is.”

    I sigh and nod to this new disappointing news. I let Niall pick out what he wants to eat because he was going to leave L.A. tonight to go back to London. Who knows when he was going to come back; I on the other hand didn’t exactly have much to do at home. My mum was with my step dad and Gemma is finishing her studies, the lads were with their own family or girlfriends. WAIT, oh shit. I totally forgot I have less then two weeks to “find” a “girlfriend” according to our manager. “Ughhh” I mumble frustratingly to myself, but Niall doesn’t seem to notice my small remark.

     After getting into the black Range Rover that our driver picked us up in, we didn’t know where exactly to eat so we asked the our American driver if he knew somewhere that’s decent. Niall was in the mood to eat a burger so our driver, that was also our security guard, recommended this one place that wasn’t too far from the hotel so we agreed on it.

    They had burgers, fries, and other stuff too, but mostly all American food. It wasn’t too fancy of a restaurant and it was really huge with red tables and seats everywhere. The large restaurant wasn’t too packed, although it was a Saturday. I guessed it wasn’t crowded because it was 5 in the afternoon. I was sure the place would get more crowded in about an hour or so. However, there were a few fans that nervously came to our table occasionally asking for a picture, which Niall and I we would do so we could go back to digging into our delicious food.

     Once we stuffed ourselves with the deluxe burger and cheese fries that were so damn good, all three of us left. There were a few paps, that blinded us with their stupid camera flashes, but we quickly managed back into the Range Rover to go back to the hotel. The day was actually really beautiful considering it’s fall and supposed to be chilly.

    A reason why I loved visiting L.A., the weather could be warm even if it was fall or winter.I stare out the tinted window and think of plans to make for the next two weeks before I leave. Niall and I were talking about what he’s going to be doing when he goes back. He answers each question happily and smoothly, the way he always did. Niall could get into deep conversations like myself; it was really cool talking with him.

      “Do you think you need anything from here before leaving tonight?” He thinks for a second of my question then kindly answers in his thick irish accent,

      “Nahh, we went souvenir shopping the other day, I think that’s good enough.” He simply says and I nod and put my attention back out the window, the skies a stunning mix of pink, bright orange and light blue colors. It was around 6 now and the California sun was setting.

     Our hotel of about 12 stories tall comes in sight, despite the fact that there are so many huge trees and palm trees around the hotel. The security guard drives us to the back entrance so we wouldn’t attract any attention from the paps that seemed to be everywhere.

    “Thank you again, Jeff.” Niall and I tell our security and driver as we both get out the car.

     “No problem, boys, take care of yourselves. I’ll be back in an hour to pick up Mr. Horan up for his flight.” He says in his American accent and Niall thanks him and informs the driver to call him by his first name. The driver gives us a small smile and we both leave the black vehicle to enter the huge hotel.