Simon Says

"Pure Madness"

Ariana's POV

"Hi,this is.....this is Calvin" I say in a low pretending to be a guy voice " I have a source that is telling me where two pop stars will be this evening.Harry Styles and Ariana Grande."

"Yes, we already know about Harry and Ariana going to "Les Fanze"" the lady on the other line rushes, she sounds busy. I mean she is the editor to "Magerazie" the best magazine in LA so why wouldn't she be.

"Yes I've heard of that" I say in my fake guy voice "but I have great sources telling me they will be else where"

"And how do I know your telling me the truth" the lady asks with a hint of sass

"I guess you're going to have to trust me" I bark

A brisk silence is over the phone. I begin to worry has she caught on to us. Did she hear Harrys light snickering in the background?

".....Fine. Where will they be?" she finally ask

I let out my breath I've been holding for a while. "11th and 6th Ave, they should be there around....." I look at the time on the drivers radio. "seven" I accidentally say in my regular voice. Harry begins to laugh and I cough trying to cover it up "seven" I repeat back in my fake voice.

Another brisk silence "....who'd you say this was" she ask suspicious

My eyes go wide "C-Calvin" I stutter

"Alright....CCalvinnn....if I find out your lying....i will track you down and make sure you never see the light of day again" she hastily remarks

I gulp down the worry in my voice "yes mam...i mean sir...i mean mam" I stutter and mentally slap my self. Harry can't seem to hold his laughter down and buries his face in his hands

" and where would you like the reward sent to." She ask not paying attention to what I just said

"Reward?" I ask

"Yea....THE MONEY" She says clearly annoyed

I look at Harry and he just shrugs.

"Ummm....the same restaurant they were originally suppose to go...im....im the hostess...at the front desk" I stutter

"Okay bye bye now" she says fast and hangs up on me

"Oh my god" I say putting my hand on my face in embarrassment.

Harry could not stop laughing "you" he began to say but I could hardly hear him over his laughs "your guy voice" he chuckles "spot on" he makes an okay symbol with his hands and holds his stomach.

"Hahaha very funny Styles" I mock him

"No but really, that was great" he giggles.

" Yea right I sounded like a 14 year old boy going through puberty" I laugh

*~~*

We finally arrive and the sun is barely starting to set. The way the purple and pink looks on the blue sky is astonishing.

"Just pull up here" I point to the curb at the end of the road. We park and I look at Harry nervous.

"...Are you ready?" He ask with a smile

I look at him then back out the window and I already see the paparazzi trying to find us. My nerves are getting the best of me. Worry racing through my mind asking over and over again (haha see what I did there) if I could pull this off. I try to practice my smile and I can tell it's coming off as forced.

"Oh no" I fan my face, it's getting really hot in here. I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack.

"It's okay" he grabs my hands and holds them in his "you got this......we got this" he smiles. And suddenly I'm calm. Just like that my nerves are relaxed. I nod and take a deep breath and we head out to flashing lights and people screaming our names to look there way for a single photo. Pure madness.