A Beautiful Hater(Harry Styles)(#Wattys2016)
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What are you doing here ?" I heard a cute british accent .
"Oh I'm sorry , I was just looking for the restroom but I got-" But I got cut off when I found out that the person that was holding me was HARRY STYLES HIM SELF!!!!!
"Wait ! Your Harry Styles ." I did sound a little excited . But! It's only because I wanted to brag to Lauren about this .
"Yeah ! But please don't scream , and don't freak out ! I have a massive headache."
I snorted .
"And why would I do that ? I'm not your fan. I don't like ya'll." I said as I smirked .
"Then why are you here ?"
"I want to use the restroom ."
He gave me a flat look and I laughed .
"I mean , why are you at our concert ?"
"It's because my best friend made me . She is one for your super obsessed fans . "
"Ohhh ! That explains why you weren't enjoying the concert !"
"Yeah-wait ! You were watching me ?"
"Ummm....I-I have to go !"
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