*Phoebe’s POV*
When we got back to the hotel, the first thing we all did was nap. It’d been a long day already and it was only 11am. After a few hours I woke up to my annoying yet funny ringtone of Will Ferrell saying CANNON BALL over and over again from Anchor Man.
I didn’t even see who it was, I just answered “Hello?”
“Hey love, guess who’s in town!” Harry said happily. I smiled at his voice and replied “John Travolta?” I heard him laugh and then he spoke again “Be ready in 30 minutes, we’re getting ice cream” then he hung up without letting me ask him anything.
I took of the dorky crap Tammy made me wear earlier and exchanged them for leather pants, a Dead Kennedys tshirt, a denim jacket, and my very dirty white chucks. I then called Roxy because I wasn’t sure if I needed a scarf.
“Do you think I’ll need a scarf if I go outside?” I asked her. “Yes Phebs, you’ll definitely need one” she said.
“Alright then. Thanks!” I said, about to hang up. “WAIT!” she yelled at me. “What?” I asked quickly, scared she was dying or something.
“Why do you need to know? Are you going out?” she asked, and her voice raised a bit. “Yeah, Harry and the boys just got here and he’s taking me for ice cream” I said as if it was nothing, and it kinda was, we all knew each other, everything was so normal.
“Okay, but be careful, I’m sure he’ll attract mobs” she said and hung up.
I put my hair up in a high ponytail and placed my sunglasses on. I knew it wouldn’t help hide who I was, especially with Harry next to me, but it was something.
I had just picked up my phone when I heard a knock at my door.
I opened it to find Harry. His hair was almost to his shoulders and he looked like he was about to rob me in his all black outfit.
He hugged me and we left to the elevator. “Why are we getting ice cream? It’s freezing” I told him, as we stepped in and I pressed the lobby button.
“So you don’t want ice cream?” he asked me, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Well, I didn’t say that, I mean what’s the occasion?” I said, making him laugh. The elevator door opened and he told me “No occasion.”
“Well there must be. There has to be. Is something wrong? Are you dying? Who died!?” I questioned him all the way outside. “do you really want to know the reason?” he laughed, slipping his shades on.
“Yes!” I breathed aloud.
“You need to get out more” he said cryptically. “Fuck you, what’s going on?” I said and he laughed. “Nothing is going on Phebs, I just thought I should get you out more. Being cooped up in a room all day isn’t healthy” he told me.
A few cameras flashed around us but we ignored it. “So getting ice cream is your idea of getting me out and about?” I said with a bit of annoyance in my tone.
“Well kinda… we’re not just getting ice cream” Harry laughed. God I hate him when he’s acting secretive. “Then what are we doing?” I asked as he opened the door to a tiny ice cream parlor and I walked in.
“I sorta set you up on a date tonight” he said slowly.
