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Pulling into the parking lot, I notice a huge crowd. I typically love meeting my fans but im just not in the mood today. I keep my head low as I was towards the bar and I find a barstool in an empty area to sit on. The bartender walks over to me and I order a scotch, my usual. I sit there staring off into space, waiting for Madison to get here. It only took me 15 minutes to get to the bar, but she lives much farther away from here so it might take her a little longer than that.
As I am waiting, a lot of different fans come over to take a picture with me, and of course, I comply. The problem with fans is when the first person spots you, they usually freak out and attract more attention your way, making it impossible to have a good night. As more fans come over, I excuse myself for a quick minute and walk outside to make a phone call.
"Hello?" John asks me through the phone. John is my personal security detail who is literally a god send. "Mr. Styles is everything alright?"
"John how quickly do you think that you could get to the bar by my home?" I ask him, hoping for an answer of 10 minutes.
"It might take around 45 minutes sir, I am currently downtown having dinner with my family." Now I feel bad because I should not have bothered John when he is taking time to relax and having fun with his kids and his wife.
"Oh okay, dont worry about it then. I can call Nick if I really need to. Enjoy your time out with your family." I tell him. I know he won't give up unless I say that I can call Nick for extra security.
"Thank you sir."
"Bye John!"
"Goodbye Mr.Styles." I hang up the phone and go back to my spot at the bar. I order a new drink and wait there for my company. Many girls come up to me and ask for pictures and some ask for a dance. I comply to the pictures but decide to take a chance on those who are asking for a dance. Im here already why not just have a little fun. I walk over to the dance floor and immediately there are 5 girls all over me grinding on me and doing all sorts of stuff like that which makes me uncomfortable.
I excuse myself and walk towards the mens room and I take out my phone to call Madison. I wonder what's taking her so long. As I open up my phone I see 5 text messages from her.
Sorry. Running late.
Seems to be a lot of traffic.
Get some security people know where you are.
It is all over twitter.
Sir do you want me to call John?
I respond to her texts by saying that I will call Nick and I immediately call him. He tells me that he will be here in 10 minutes, finally, some peace here. I walk back out to the bar and sit in the corner while on my phone. I go through twitter to see what my fans are saying about me.
"Harry Styles SPOTTED at the Peters Hill bar."
Well shit, they know where I am. I get distracted by a young lady walking over to me. I look over and say hi, while she does as well.
"Hi I'm Natalie, what's your name?" She asks me as she sits on the bar stool next to mine. She's a beautiful brunette with long hair, a model like body and she's wearing a short, burgundy dress that barely goes past her butt.
"Hi I'm Harry." Im seriously surprised that she does not know who I am. Maybe she's acting like she doesn't to get my attention but she really does. Either way, it worked and I am intrigued by her.
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FanfictionHarry needed a night out and Natalie needed business.. Funny how things work out, isn't it?