Impulse [A Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chapter 8- Live While We're Young

POV Harry

"Harry, you are not going to Dolphin Mall."

"Please, Paul! I'll go with security, I don't care. Don't you remember how much fun we had last time? It's the outdoor mall with the cool little frozen yogurt place."

Paul rolls his eyes.

"You can't even deny how good that yogurt was." Niall adds.

"It's outdoors and has a bunch of little outlets as well. Don't you want to go shopping Paul?" Louis teases.

"No, I do not Louis." Paul answers sternly.

"What are we doing today that would make us unavailable for a mall trip?" Zayn tries.

Paul stays silent for a moment as he seems to be in deep thought about our proposition.

"You guys can go." he sighs. "If you promise to be back at a decent hour. I know you boys. You are going to run off and get yourselves in some type of trouble no matter where I let you go." he  gives in.

We all thank Paul and split up again. Niall and I go to our room to finish packing up our stuff and Louis, Liam, and Zayn do the same.

I text Auden to meet me around 1. The boys and I meet in the lobby at 12:30. We take a car over to the mall and meet Auden in front of Adidas.

Auden and Emerson look like they have already done some serious shopping, so we go over to Vans so Liam can get the white vans he has been talking about for past week and half.

We get spotted by fans right before we walk into Vans. We stop for a few fans to take a pictures, loads more saw and wanted pictures and autographs as well. We all don't mind until the crowd became so big, we had to lock ourselves inside the store.

Maybe it was a good thing I suggested bringing security. Security locks the doors of the store and we roam around the empty shop.

"Sorry about that." I mutter to a flustered looking Auden.

"Don't apologize, they love you!" she assures me with a smile.

While Liam pays for his trainers, Louis tries on at least six pairs of different colored checkered vans. He has the weirdest style ever.

"How far is Hurley from here? I want to get a hat." Zayn asks Emerson.

"Not too far," she motions to the window of fans. "Not sure if we will make it there though."

"What about the frozen yogurt place? How far is that?" I ask.

"Actually, that might be more doable." Auden says.

We walk back outside and follow security to the frozen yogurt shop I ate at last time. Like at Vans, we end up having to lock the doors.

I take a large cup and fill it to the rim with several different flavors. I'm the first one done. I watch Auden dusts the yogurt in her small cup with crushed oreos.

She sits down next to me and we chat for a while. The boys and her friend join us too, but they let us have our own table so we can talk alone.

We end up getting into a fun debate about what movie is better, Pretty Women or Clueless.

"Pretty Women is classic." I say.

"But so is Alicia Silverstone. C'mon she is iconic." she protests.

"And you're going to sit here and tell me that Julia Roberts isn't?"

"No, she's great. It's just, I could watch Clueless over and over again. Maybe you don't like it because it's too girly." she teases