Uncontrollable Desires: A 1D Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter Eleven: Harry Behave!

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Chapter Eleven: Harry Behave

**LOUIS'S POV**

I looked at the other boys who were standing around awkwardly. Ashlyn was laughing harder than I'd ever seen. She said this would be a good idea, but I was beginning to become extremely doubtful.

"We look terrible," Zayn moaned out from the other side of the room. He was staring into a mirror with a look of disgust on his face. He was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, an oversized leather black jacket and a torn up, faded out tank underneath. His black boots were heavy looking and clunked as he walked. He had silver studs everywhere. He was right, he was terrible looking. Well, we all were.

This was not fashionable.

"Boys, they're called disguises for a reason. Obviously you aren't supposed to look like yourselves," Ashlyn said with her hands on her hips. Miss Bossy, I thought to myself.

"But Auntie Ashlyn!" I teased her, knowing that she disliked being called auntie. However, she just smiled as if she didn't care anymore about being called auntie. "Do we have to be dressed as goths?" I groaned and adjusted the silver studded belt around my waist. This was not Louis Tomlinson's style.

"You're more like punk. Not goth," she corrected me. I rolled my eyes. It was the same thing.

Ashlyn walked over to us and adjusted our clothing. She handed me, Zayn and Liam beanies that covered our hair. Harry and Niall pulled on their hoods and we all got sunglasses. I walked over to a full length mirror and groaned. I wanted my stripes and suspenders back.

The sound of chains jingling approached me and I turned to see Niall. He struck a pose and I laughed at the Irish boy. "Nialler you look good," I lied. We all looked really bad, but at least we didn't look like ourselves.

"LET'S DO THIS!" Zayn suddenly yelled enthusiastically and we all started getting pumped up. We might as well roll with it instead of go against it.

"Alright boys, let us set sail!" Ashlyn said in a really dorky tone and I held back the urge to laugh at her absurdity. Ashlyn slid on a pair of sunglasses as well and we left her house. Instead of taking the limo again, we chose to take two of her cars.

**ASHLYN'S POV**

I smiled at myself, confident with my work. We split up in cars and Liam and Louis took carpool with me. I got a feeling that Liam made the decision in order to keep the other three boys happy, but I was still uncertain. I didn't know how the boys felt towards me.

I didn't even know how I felt towards the boys. I was definitely attracted to them but that was mostly because of how gorgeous they all were. Honestly, it was incredible how a band of five boys could all be so damn cute. I didn't know about my emotional feelings towards them, but I wanted to figure them out. I was partially scared though...scared of getting hurt.

"Hazz, no you have to follow us," Liam said into his phone and I glanced at the car behind me. Harry was driving Alex's black Camaro and I felt a sudden prick of pain. Alex and I used to drive our cars together to school. It was strange seeing a curly haired boy in his seat.

I kept my eyes on the road and took the next exit. I hoped that this attempt at shopping would be a lot more successful than our previous one. It was kind of ridiculous how incredibly popular the boys were. They couldn't go anywhere at all without someone noticing them.

I glanced at Liam who had his beanie on, hiding all his hair underneath. He took off his sunglasses when he complained about them being in the way of his texting and left them in his lap.

"Alright, tell Harry to make sure they all have their disguises on when they get out of the car," I said to Liam as I pulled into an open parking spot. I looked around us and gladly found the parking lot relatively empty.

We all stepped out of the cars and Harry, Niall, and Zayn joined us. Harry put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Hey beautiful. Why aren't you dressed like us?" He said softly and I felt little prickles travel throughout my body. I shuddered and I hoped it wasn't obvious.

"Harry, behave," Liam warned and Harry let go of me. I pushed my hair out of my face and took in a breath. My emotions couldn't be good.

Before we could all get really awkward I walked towards the entrance of the mall. I had to put distance between Harry and I. If I didn't, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to stop myself from actually openly enjoying his arms around me.

We got into the mall and the first store the boys went to was Calvin Klein. Who saw that coming? I know I did. There were so many pictures of their labeled underwear on the internet. Plus, I had seen them a couple times at my house.

When we finally got out, the boys had a bag each filled with clothing from Calvin Klein. Outside of the store a couple girls turned to stare but continued walking. So far no one had recognized them and I hoped it would remain that way.

"Let's watch a movie!" Louis yelled and I watched a couple girls turn in our direction. Please don't recognize his voice, I silently begged. "Oops," he said before covering his mouth with his hand. I laughed at his cuteness.

"I'm hungry." Niall rubbed at his stomach exaggeratedly and pouted out his bottom lip.

"You're always hungry," Zayn said smiling and threw an arm around the blonde boy. "My little Nialler," he joked and pinched at Niall's cheek.

"Come on, we could eat and watch a movie at the same time!" Niall ran off in the direction of the movie theater and we chased after him. When we stopped it took me a moment to realize Harry wasn't with us.

"Crap. Where's Harry?" I groaned and looked out towards the way we had just come from. I couldn't find an out of place dressed boy anywhere.

Louis sighed and walked next to me. Even in my pair of converse I wasn't nearly as tall as any of the boys. Louis ran a hand through his hair and I swore I heard him mumble," Not again Haz," under his breath. I looked at the boys in confusion as they all had the same look of concern on their faces. What was I missing?