Paparazzi- A One Direction Fanfiction

"What the heck is a 'Hally'?"

It was a door slam that woke me up.

I guess one of the boys woke up grouchy today.

I woke up pretty comfortable to be honest.

Maybe it was the fact that Harry was cuddling me to his chest, or maybe it was- nah, it was just that.

If I knew fake dating Harry was this comfortable, I would’ve done it the first day I meet them.

“Harry,” I whispered “Wake up.”

He just groaned and tighten his grip.

“I’m not kidding, wake up.” I say trying to untangle myself from him… it didn’t work.

I look up and see his lip twitch and that’s when I realize the little troll was awake.

Two can play at this game Harold!

Since his eyes were closed, he wouldn’t see this one coming!

“Are you gonna wake up?” I ask, already knowing he wasn’t gonna answer me. “Okay then, I guess we have to do this the hard way.”

I try to stretch up and when I’m in front of Harry’s face, I get my index and middle finger, and plant them firmly on his lips.

I feel Harry kiss back and when I giggle, his eyes snap open.

Harry looks from my face, to my lips, then he tries to look at his lips.

Harry frowns “That’s not a very nice way to wake someone up.”

I shrug and try to hold in a smile “I tried to do it the nice way, you just wouldn’t listen.”

Harry pouts “Now I need a morning kiss.”

“Nope, not until you brush your teeth mister. You smell like morning breath.” I fake a disgusted face.

“Oh, you love it.” Harry breaths. Since he’s still holding me with that iron grip, I’m forced to smell.

“Oh gross!” I say and try to hide my face in his chest.

I hear the rumble of Harry’s chest and I assume he’s chuckling.

“C’mon, we have that interview today.” Harry says

“Yeah, now you choose to get up?” I ask lifting my face from his chest only to be met with soft pair of lips.

“Yep.” Harry smiles as he pulls away.

I stick my tongue out at him “Cheater.”

“NIALL I LOVE YOU!!”

“MARRY ME ZAYN!”

“LOUIS!! LOUIS! I HAVE CARROTS!”

“LIAM! CAN YOU SIGN THIS!?!”

“HARRY! HARRY! OMG! HARRY CAN I HAVE YOUR GRAVY!?!”

I turn to look at Harry with raised eyebrows and a smirk “I thought you said no girls were ‘taking over my man’?”

Harry smiles “I said no 40 year olds. I never said anything about teenage girls.”

I roll my eyes “You just love all the attention don’t you?”

“You know it.” Harry winks.

Currently, we were in the backseat of the van, getting ready for this ‘interview’. I think that this interview really is just for me and Harry and how I was just using him for his fame and fortune. Oh please! I was using him… to end his fame and fortune! Duh!