Chapter 2

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**Harry's POV** 

"Nat, I'm home from the festival!" 

Where was she? I put my stuff down and suddenly I felt something pounce on my back and I tumbled on the floor.  

"Hi, Harry!" Natalie yelled from on top of me.  

I laughed and blushed a bit. I had a bit of a crush on Natalie, okay maybe a big of a crush on her. I have ever since I was 14, I've never told her though.  

I fell in love with her beautiful chocolate brown eyes and gorgeous mousey brown hair, her lovely laugh and flawless smile. But most of all, her personality. She got so carefree as she got older, she was funny and goofy, but would also nag the living hell out of you, she was so smart and could dance so fluently.  

She used to invite me to all of her recitals, before I got famous and barely had time to ever see her.  

She pushed off me and tried to help me up, but failed miserably. 

"You're so heavy," she grunted.  

"It's called muscle babe," I winked.  

"Yeah well lose some of it," she patted my stomach and 'ooh'd at my abs. "Hot." 

"I try." 

"How was the festival?" she asked, walking off into the kitchen and I automatically followed her.  

"Fun, I just hung out with some friends, met some fans." 

"I've heard your fans are like die-hard," she said taking a swig of water.  

"Some." 

She gave me a look.  

"Okay, most. But trust me, they're not all like that. Some of them know how to remain cool and collected. And if they can't well who can blame them? I mean I'm Harry Styles." 

She almost spit out her water from laughing. "If only they knew how much of a dork you were behind cameras." 

"Hey!" I protested.  

She simply shrugged and hopped on the counter.  

"And get off my counter, I do stuff with food on there." 

She rubbed her butt on it and flipped me off.  

"Rude," I tsk'd at her.  

"Suck it, Styles," she said and hopped off.  

"So, my buddy Nick is throwing a party tonight, wanna come?" 

"I'm always up for par-taying!" she wiggled her hips.  

"Ew," I laughed.  

"You like my dance moves, just admit it." 

"Whatever floats your goat." 

"So when is said party?" 

"Starts at 11:30-midnight, but be ready by 10:45." 

"Okay, boss-man. But I think I need a new outfit so I'll be at the mall." 

"Make sure it's not that sexy!" I said as she walked out the kitchen to the front door.  

"No promises," she said over her shoulders.

**Natalie's POV** 

I went into a store called Sparkles and looked at the heels they had.  

I found a cute pair of black and white stiletto pumps with a bow on the toe.  

I had bought a lace-y black crop top and a white skirt from TopShop earlier and now I had the perfect pair of heels to match. Good.  

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