Harry grabs my hand, to which I widen my eyes, because HARRY STYLES GRABBED MY HAND GUYS. Anyway, he grabs my hand and proceeds to walk out of the cafe, with his sunglasses and head ducked down.
"Duck your head down too!" He whispers.
"Fine, since you're being so nice about it" I hiss back.
He hands me an extra pair of sunglasses ,then grabs hold of my hand again, making sure to duck his head again. I duck down my head as well, but thankfully there were no photographers or fans around. He leads me to his car and opens the passenger door for me. I look at him questioningly, eyebrow raised and glasses pulled down a bit.
"You want me to get into your car?" I ask.
"Well yeah, I mean it's safer for you and me both. I might get mauled you know." He said, smiling at that last part.
I laugh, then say "I guess it's better, since I fear for your safety so much"
I clamber into his car, then put on my seatbelt as he walks around and climbs into his car.
"So what's your name?" He asks me.
"Right, you don't know do you? I forgot to tell you" I said. "My name's Georgia Rose"
And Harry, being the immature TWAT that he is, starts laughing quietly.
"You're not joking, are you?" He asks once he's finished laughing, the git.
I shake my head solemnly. "You guys wrote a song about me, Styles"
"Did you at least like it?" He questions, as if they'd actually written the song for me.
"Yeah, it was a good song" I say nonchalantly.
"Mmmh, where to then, Rosie?"
"Are you planning to take me out, Styles?" I crow.
"Well, I did spill your coffee on you" he reasons, pointing to my soiled shirt.
"Oh that's right, do you do that to everyone you see in coffee shops?" I ask cheekily.
"It was an accident" he mumbles, cheeks turning pink.
"Don't worry about it" I say, pinching his cheek. "Just let me get home so I can change"
"Yeah, of course" he says. I tell him where I live, then he slows down in front of my house.
"Do you want to come in?" I ask.
"Nah, I'll wait out here" he says.
"Suit yourself" I shrug, then get out of the car. I jog over to the door, then get my keys out to open it. I run up to my room to change out of my soiled shirt. Since I was wearing black jeans and combat boots, I decide to pair that with a simple white short sleeved shirt, and a worn leather jacket.
I walk back out the door and get into his car, sighing as I let myself go limp on the car seat.
"Are you comfortable?" asks Harry, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Oh very comfortable, thank you." I said, grinning at him. He rolled his eyes at me, despite the small smile playing at his lips.
"Why are you in my car?" He asked with playful annoyance.
"You spilled coffee on me Harold, and so you're taking me out to compensate me for it" I said simply.
"Right," he huffed, "where to?",once again pretending to be annoyed.
I turned to him then gestured outside with my arms, then letting them drop, and said "Wherever you want, Harry"
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Okay so that wasn't that bad was it? I'm so so SORRY I haven't been updating I've been so busy with applications and schoolwork and I just couldn't deal I'm so sorry! I'll be updating much much more. Bye guys
Xx, Mariana
