Love at First Taxi Ride?

[1] Rain

The morning was going surprisingly good, you know, being invited to come eat lunch with my parents. It sucks being away from your parents, being an adult, paying bills, having to actually get off your butt and work to survive. Yup, childhood is amazing. I called up a cab when I started getting ran over by teenage girls. Gosh, why the hell do the girls think that the guys in that hotel would want to marry them. Their creepy, 'I love you Louis!' 'Marry me Niall'. Sheesh! Popping in my earbuds I push play. YES! Alive is playing. Wait, that's really ironic, I'm standing near the hotel that One Direction is in and I happen to pick their song. Really, I don't mind. Checking the time I realized I'm gonna be late if I don't hurry. Calling a cab over, I jump into it, the cab driver asking with his eyes where to go.

"222 Broadway please." I hear a door opening, assuming right away it was another cab door or something, until the cab bench bends a bit at the added weight. Looking over I see the certain heart throb that almost all the girls want to meet.

"Hello, love." His divine voice whispered in my ear, making my whole body shudder.

"Um, hi." I say nervously, trying to keep my cool on the outside, but silently fangirling on the inside. Failing miserably.

"I hope you don't mind me hitching a ride," he says a little bit louder, his breath fanning my neck. His mouth is dangerously close to my skin. I let out an involuntary sigh and he chuckles, "Do you like me being this close to you? Maybe even touching you?" He says making his voice low and seductive. He slides his hand onto my thigh and I quickly gain my senses back. I push him off of me and take a couple deep breathes. What the hell just happened? I almost let the Harry Styles break through my walls. I swore to myself that I would never let another stranger touch me again. Sure I know that his favorite color is orange and his favorite snack tacos, but he is still a stranger to me. Being famous is not an excuse to be a pervert.

"Don't touch me," I retorted, pushing him away. He smiled cheekily and scooted closer. He leant towards me again putting his lips right under my ear lobe.

"Are you sure you want that?" he asks. I can practically hear his smirk. I feel his lips touch my neck ever so gently, then he kisses all over it finding my sweet spot. I bite my lip to stop the moan from escaping. I push him off again and glare at him.

"I told you not to touch me," I am so mad right now i wouldn't be surprised if you saw steam coming out of my ears. He has the nerve to wink at me. I've had enough of him! i do not need to be harassed by Herry Styles. I slap him with all I have and storm out of the cab. He can pay my fare.

The weather was slightly drizzling, how the heck did it go from sunny to raining. Wait! I have weather powers, boomyards! Now weather I command you to go back to sunny! Grey and cloudy, maybe they don't work. Whatever I just really need a coat.

"Hey! Wait I don't know your name!" Yells the familiar british voice. I flip him the bird and continue walking, head held high and strong. "But- But your gonna get cold without a coat!"

"Conceal don't feel, Don't let them know." I muttered under my breath. Whatever I'm late already, might as well go for a walk. I dial up the WeWoman number and wait for the secretary to answer.

"Hello! WeWoman Magazines, What can I help you with?"

"Hi, This is Mickey Valezz from the fashion internship. Could you tell Mr.Charles that I can't come to work today and that i'm sorry for the inconvience? Thank you!" Gosh I hate talking to people through the phone.

Harry's POV

Whay does there have to be all these fans? I love my fans and everything but sometimes they are just too much! I can't even find a normal girlfriend because everyone is in love with Harry Styles, no Harry Styles. They are in lov ewith my name and my fame, not me. What's the point in being famous and trying to find love? There is no way that you can be famous and in love. It is so hard to find someone that is real. Someone that isn't going to lie to you to get free stuff or go to cool parties! (A/N sorry had to add in my Camp Rock fangirl moment! >.<) I want a girl that will be able to joke with me and will help me pick a disguise for going out on our dates. I want a girl who will watch an action movie with me, not that I don't like me some rom/coms too.I want a girl to like me for what's inside, not outside. And I'm not talking about my amazing functional organs. I mean what makes me, me. Whatever make my internal clocks tick, that's what I want a girl to love.

I tell the boys and Paul that I am going for a walk and they let me go without security. I bet they can tell I need some alone time considering that they never do that. I barely even take one step outside of the hotel before I am bomb-barded by fans. A guy can only take so many underage girls wanting to have their babies. I make a b-line for the nearest cab and jump in. I look to my right and see a beautifully stunning blonde sitting next to me. She didn't even realize that I came in.

"Hello, love," I whisper into her ear, almost as if I am purring. When she turns her head I can tell she knows who I am. Great, another fan girl.

"Um, hi," she says nervously. I haven't had a girl been nervous around me since before I became famous.

"I hope you don't mind me hitching a ride," I say a little bit louder, still close to her ear though. I hear her sigh and I chuckle at her easiness, "Do you like me being this close? Maybe even touching you?" I say sending shvers down her spine. I slowly slide my hand on her thigh. It's like she completly changes personalities completely because she pushes me off of her.

"Don't touch me!" she snaps at me. I just smirk at her and move closer. I lean my head in so my lips are dangerously close to her ear lobe.

"Are you sure you want that?" I lightly place my lips under her ear lobe and when she doesn't protest I keep going. I cover her neck with soft gentle kisses until I find her sweet spot. I can tell because she has to bite her lip to surpress the moan. I think I've won her over until once again, she pushes me off of her. I internally sigh.

"I said don't touch me!" she seems to be getting more angry by the second. She slaps me hard and storms out of the cab. I look out the window to see that it is raining. I throw a wad of cash at the driver and run after her.

"Hey! Wait I don't know your name!" she flips me the bird and keeps walking, "But-But you're going to get cold without a coat!" she ignores me and keeps walking. Great. I just scared off the only potential girl for me.

A/N: Aww poor Harry! Maybe next time...hehehe. Anywhos what do y'all think? We went through a dead phone, 2 hours of talking,singing,and yelling at each other to finish this. It was quite an eventful night!

You guys know what's sad? The fact that I was peed on by a calf today! Yup sad! She wasn't even peeing by me really its just there was wind and it just ya it was bad. In my entire 13 and half and some years of my life, living with cows, I was never peed on. Ever. Anyways ya! ~Selena

So whatcha think about this chapter or the first chapter I should say.... AmaZAYN? HARlarious? LOUking Good? I don't know I just came up with those last two, I think i've heard a harry one like that though.... I don't know, I don't know.

Ok ya See ya later, Whores!

You guys are our whores!! :p

Love ya

~Selena & Kyla

Extra note from Kyla: I did Harry's POV so YOU'RE VERY VERY HARRY WELCOME!!!! Lovs ya whores ;*

ANDDD an extra shoutout to 1D_Euphora i think that's how you spell that... for making the awesome cover! :)