We've met [h.s]

7

- Caitlyn -

We were driving around town for a while now, literally no idea where we're going. Harry said we are going to kick someone's ass, I mean, sure, but who's ass?

Of course I've asked Harry who's ass we're going to kick, but the only answer I got was, "You're going to kick mine." That was when I blushed and laughed him off. Who wouldn't want that, seriously?

Since it was probably going to take a while till we arrived at wherever we were going, I logged into twitter. Twitter in like the one where I obsessed maby a little over the boys. Which is a weird thing to do when yo u were next to one of them, but oh well.

Laughing about some, I scrolled past the tweets. Until I saw a picture of Harry. And not just a picture. It was our picture from last night. Of course it would be all over Twitter, it's Harry Styles for god sakes. I laughed at some reactions, almost throwing my phone at the window while reading some hate tweets and I faved a few tweets who said it was larry but photoshopped. Gotta love our fandom.

"What are you laughing about?" Harry placed his hand on my thigh. I giggled nervously, "Nothing." Harry laughed, "You're so cute when you try to lie."

"Fuck off." I placed my hand on his, tracing patterns on it.

A couple minutes later we arrived at a building. Harry got out of the car to open my door, what a gentleman. "Where are we?"

"Our management!" Harry grinned. "Oh, the famous management." Harry laughed, "Yeah you guys know more than you think!"

"So, why are we here? I mean I'd love to kick their asses, but why?"

"Well," he started, "It's their job to make sure we've got privacy, and they're mad as fuck because of this. But now it's my, well our, change to be mad. It's actually kinda their fault!" I nodded, "True."

As we walked towards the building Harry grabbed my hand. It felt so safe around him. Even though we haven't been this much together, I've never felt so happy by just being around him. This was a whole new level of fangirling.

-

"Come in!"

Harry, who was still holding my hand, guided me into a big modern room. This must be their office. I felt his grip on my hand tighten. My thumb brushed his hand slowly before we both sat down, while greeting a couple of men.

I was nervous. I had no idea what was going to happen, what if they got mad at me? Management wasn't really sweet, as far as I knew. I reached for Harry's hand under the table, but he pulled away. Oh.

Suddenly, Harry snapped me out of my thoughts. He tells them everything he told me. The men didn't seem to be impressed. "We won't talk, till the girl is outside." Wait what? "Oh hell no!" I saw Harry grinning next to me. He placed his hand on my thigh. "Harry you need to understand that this is just a fangirl!" One of the men slammed his hand on the table.

I felt Harry's hand gripping my thigh harder. Frick. This might be some serious ass shit, but this is hot as fuck. Not quite the right time, my mind said. "Cait isn't just some fangirl! And it is none of your business either!"

"Enough!" An older man stood up. "It's his own choice! Harry never signed your contract to be told who to date and-"

"We aren't dating, just to- you know-" I interrupted him. "Yeah, whatever you call it- but you will take the picture down, understood?" The man yells again.

All the men in the room mumbled something like, "Fine."

-

"Thank you so much Paul, I owe you." Harry padded his back.

Paul!

Of course, jesus I'm an idiot. How didn't I recognize him? I nodded in agreement anyway. "Yeah, thanks from my mom too I think. She was pretty mad." Paul laughed, "Now that people know who you are, they probably will be seeing more of you tho."

Harry grabbed my hand from out of nowhere and kissed my cheek sweetly. "Sorry I gripped you so hard earlier," he apologized. "It's okay. It turned me on anyway." I whisper the last part, so Paul won't hear it. I see Harry's eyes widen and it was so hard not to laugh at how fast he blushed. It was cute.

"Paul? We're leaving you along okay? I'll see you tomorrow night for the concert. Thanks again!" He laughed, shaking his head. "Have fun you two. Nice to meet you Caitlyn!" He said before he walked off.

"You too!" I called after him.

"How about we rent a room for the night?"

"Seems like a plan."