Chipotle with Harry

Harry Loves Tacos

Author Note.

Heeeyyy guise. I had this random dream about going to Chipotle with Harry.

& yeah, if you've never been to Chipotle, you're missing out. Maybe it's only in America. Let me know if you like it!

xoxo Chelsie ((:

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YOUR POV (you're welcome)

We all know that Harry Styles loves tacos. And if you didn't know that, well now you do.

I was walking down the streets of Hollywood, and I came up to the studio where I was going to be showing some producers my singing talent. I was excited to be finally showing people that I could sing, other than in my shower. I opened the door and the cool breeze flushed over my face. I walked up the stairs into the studio to be met by a producer and a friend.

"Hello.. my name is Y/N and I'm here for the talent search.." I say quietly. I hope I was in the right place. The first man, who seemed to be the producer, stood up to shake my hand. "Hey I'm Andy, and this is Mike." he said as he looked at me up and down. I shook his hand before shaking Mike's. "Okay little lady, step into the recording room." I sat my bag down and took off my sweater. I did as told and closed the door behind me.

I could hardly see them through the glass. It must have been tinted on my side of it. "Give me a minute love." he called through the speakers. "Some clients just walked in." I waited for a few minutes before realizing I left my phone in my bag.

I slipped out into the other room and headed for my bag. I bumped into a hard chest as I tried to look down and make my way past.

"Excuse me." a British voice breathed onto the back of my neck. I knew that voice anywhere, and my eyes widened as I looked up into deep green eyes. I froze while I tried to gather up my thoughts. "I-I am sooo sorry." I stuttered before looking at the four others.

ONE DIRECTION?! HOLY SHI-

"It's no big deal." he chuckled, looking back into my eyes. He extended his hand, & I stared at the long slender fingers before shaking it. It was a firm grip, and I wished he would pull me into a hug. "I'm Harry, and that's Liam, Niall, Zayn, and Louis." I smiled, trying to spit out the words that were stuck in my throat. "I know who you are." I softy laughed, feeling incredibly nervous.

He released my hand, and I grew hot in the face realizing how long I was holding it. "Love," he called out to me "what's your name?" he chuckled. His teeth are so white, I could feel my insides melting. "Oh! I'm Y/N. Sorry."

"You've got to stop apologizing." Liam said with a wide smile. I nodded and reached for my phone. "Were you about to record?" Zayn asked. I checked my phone before answering him. "Yeah, just a little though, I can wait for you guys to go first." They all took a seat on the couch, except for Harry, who was still staring at me. "Go ahead and we'll just watch." Louis said, and Niall nodded. I nervously walked back into the recording room.

"Okay miss have a seat on the stool." I sat on the hard seat and placed the headphones on. I didn't know if I could do this, my heart was racing. What if I messed up in front of One Direction!? I'd never live it down.

"And what do you want to sing for me?" I pondered at his question on what bars I was comfortable with. "She wants to sing You & I." Harry informed him before winking at me. I smiled before shrugging my shoulders. Andy played the song for me as I sang it into the mic. I gave it all I had, hoping I didn't mess it up.

It was quiet on the other end and I blushed as I slid off the stool when I finished. I quickly walked out of the recording room and reached for my bag. It was moved when the boys sat down. "Could someone please hand me my bag?" I murmured, avoiding eye contact. "No.." Liam stated. "Not until we tell you HOW GREAT THAT WAS Y/N." He smiled largely as he stood up and engulfed me in his arms. Compliments flooded in from the guys and I felt myself on the verge of tears.

When Liam finally let me go, Andy congratulated me before I turned to see Harry blocking the door. "Excuse me." I softly said while trying to walk past him. "Y/N, that was really good." He flashed a warm smile at me before opening his arms. "C'mon I won't hurt you." he cooed.

I walked into his arms and let him pull me close to his chest. I smelled his Calvin Klein cologne, and its so heavenly I felt like my ovaries exploded. I was hugging Harry Styles! When he let me go, I blushed as I pulled away. "Would you like to go get some lunch?" he asked. "Oh I would love to get some lunch!" Niall cheered. Rumors were true about him always being hungry. "No Niall, just me and Y/N." he smirked at me. I felt bad about it all when I looked at a disappointed Niall. "I'll bring you some back." I whispered to him, causing him to smile back at me.

Harry gestured for me to walk out the door before him. I did, and I felt him wrap his arm around my waist as we walked outside. He released my waist as he fished in his pocket for his car keys. We walked up to his black Audi and jumped inside. "Where do you want to go?" he asked once we were inside. He bit his lip, anticipating my choice.

"Chipotle." I simply answered. He stared back at me in confusion, and my eyes widened in shock. "Cha what?" he questioned. I giggled as I pulled out my phone to find a restaurant location. "Chipotle. It's Mexican food. You'll love it." His eyes brightened as I got directions.

He pulled up to the restaurant and we both walked inside. He pulled me close as wandering eyes looked at us. "Harry relax, its not me they're after." I chuckled lowly. Three squealing little girls ran up to him. They looked no older than 7. "Omg you're Harry Styles can we have your autograph?!" They screamed. I smiled at him as he willingly signed the papers.

He walked up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist again. "Harry we're not together, you don't have to keep trying to possess me like this." He ignored my statement as he looked at the menu. "You know Y/N I think I'll have the taco bowl." he said without looking at me.

We walked up to the counter and ordered each item we wanted. "Can I also get a bag of tortilla chips? Lightly salted please." The cashier placed our food in a bag and grabbed chips. "That will be $23.09." she stated, lustfully looking at Harry. He started to pull out his wallet when I realized he just met me. I can't let him buy me food, that's rude. "I've got it." I told him as I pulled out my credit card. "Babe, that's okay I got it." he told me, and he pushed my hand down back into my pocket. I knew he called me babe on purpose to let the girl know he was not interested her. She looked at me in disgust.

After paying for the food, we grabbed our drinks and sauces and sat outside. "Did you see her staring at me? What a whore." he sternly said without looking at me. He started to open up his food and I did the same. "Yeah well, it happens." I tried to reassure. "But I'm with you, dating or not." He pulled out his phone and looked through his notifications. I started to do the same when I got an idea. I scooted close to him and opened my front camera. "C'mon, let's take an ussie." He pressed his lips against my cheek as I took the picture, blushing and feeling my face get hot. He smiled and began eating. "Send that to me."

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YAAAAY. SO FANFICTION IS LIKE MY FAVE THING TO WRITE.

Okay so I turned my dream into a story. I hope you liked it!

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xoxo Chelsie.