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Harry’s POV.

I put my headphone on, and pressed play. I was not in the mood to chat with anyone. Plus Louis was all over the place once again, and I really wanted to be on my own now.

Looking out the window of the van we were in, I saw cars , trees and fields rushing by. My thoughts running fast.

I felt wierd lately, like I missed something. I pretended to be okay at the outside of course. But when I was on my own I felt almost depressed.

At first I just pushed the feeling away, but I felt a bit lonely. Which is wierd, cause I had the lads, and the fans and all these people around me. But sometimes I just felt meaningless. There were lots of girls coming up, no actually running towards me. Grabbing my hair, wanting a autograph, a picture or a kiss. It was great of course, all the girls, who was I to complain ? Some of the girls were really fit, I gotta admit that. But they were so easy to get. Practically throwing themselves at me. Sure, I took advantage of that, kissing a few. But it meant nothing. I felt empty afterwards, they like me for the Harry from One Direction, not for the Harry I really am.

I was scared to show the real me to the fans. The lads knew me, and that was good, I could be myself with them. But all of us had to put up a little show for the rest of the world. Some of us could handle that a bit better than others.

Thing is, I never entended to put up a show. Cause that’s not fair to the fans, but the media made something of us.

Once I got labeled as the flirty one, they always tried to get flirty stuff out of me.

I’m not saying that I’m not cheeky though. But being in the spotlight is really tirering.

I remembered all the stuff that happend last year; it had been a crazy year. So awesome, my, actually our, dreams had come true, in a major way.

I got four new best friends, brothers, I got to preform everywhere.

But even with all of that, I felt lonely.

Louis had Eleanor, Liam was with Danielle, they were both amazing. But I was a little jealous.

Zayn was seeing somebody different every month, or so it seemed. He was just enjoying his rollercoaster life I guess.

And Niall, he was just waiting for his perfect girl. Patiently, not in a hurry at all, he was perfectly happy.

And then there was me, I was really missing that somebody in my life. It has been a while since my last serious relationship.

A text came in. My sister;

- curly! How are ya? Not snogging anyones face off i hope :) xxxx

I smiled, Gemma knew that I wanted a girlfriend. We were actually really close, she was pretty good for advice and stuff.

- hey ugly, yeah I’m actually kissing while texting you, skills huh? I’m good, and how about yourself?.xx

We arrived at our appartment, and jumped out of the car.

Louis being his crazy self, falling on his knees and kissing the ground;

‘Home sweet home baby!’

‘Yeah yeah whatever’ Zayn pushed him lightly, and Louis was now lying completly on the ground.

Niall was laughing, and Liam stood nearby the van, shaking his head in disbelieve.

‘How can I be in a band with you loonatics?’

I chuckled, ‘hey, we’re not that bad!’

The van dissappered, and then I realized the girls standing begind our gates. A lot of girls.

I looked over at the lads, and they noticed it too. We took some time to hand out signs and make photos.

I was actually enjoying this, meeting fans somehow lightnend my mood.

As we entered the house, I felt a bit better.

Niall decided to order some pizza, and we all agreed, being tired out of a day full with interviews and photoshoots.

While we waited for Dave, the deliveryguy, the boys turned to me with concerned faces.

I looked at them, waiting for someone to speak.

Liam was the first to open his mounth.

‘Haz, we’re all a bit worried about you.’

They all nodded, and my old wierd feeling came back.

‘What’s up with you lately? You seem distraced and you’re not enjoying thing anymore man’ Louis spoke with a soft and caring voice.

‘Eeerm. Yeah well.. I just feel wierd you know.’

Niall looked at me, and nodded.

‘You want a girl don’t you?’

I felt a bit emberrassed, Niall was never that subtle.

‘Eeeeeeerm, yeah kind of, but you know whatever’

‘Yeah not whatever mate, you hate it.’

Louis looked at me, knowing that I cared. Sometimes I hated how well he knew me.

‘Someday you’ll find her you know. She is out there somewhere.’ I nodded at Zayn’s piece of advice.

At that point the pizza arrived, and the subject was dropped. Relieved I took a slice and chatted along with the rest.

Later that night I thought about what Zayn said. I would eventually find her. I knew that, but why couldn’t I be happy right now.

I was frustraded by myself. But I needed to move along, I had many other things to worry about; the tour, the image, the fans, the album. I brushed my theet and pulled off my clothes, as I fell into my sheets. 

CHAPTER TWO

The next morning I woke up, feeling a bit better. Last night I had been awake for some time thinking about all the stuff. Not that I found resolutions, but I cleared my head a bit. There were even a few tears envolved.

But I felt way better now, ready for the new day. I jumped out of bed and jogged downstairs to get some breakfast.

I heard noises coming out of the kitchen, two people talking and baking pancakes or eggs. But the smell told me that it was pancakes. The smell also told me that Louis, who else, had burnt a few.

‘Good morning guys!’ I cheered, walking in.

‘Hey haz’ Liam and Louis answered. Well Louis gave me a quick look, and turned back to the pans, in order to avoid more burnt pancakes, and Liam answered me.

I took a glass milk, and sat down on a chair.

‘What are we up to today? Anything planned?’ I didn’t know what was on the scedual for today.

Liam looked at his Iphone and showed me a timetable.

In two hours a interview and photoshoot with sugarscape, that would be fun. And after that some quick phone interviews with random magazines. Probably fun aswell. Not as busy as yesterday, luckily, cause I was still pretty tired, the last few weeks were exhausting.

I went upstairs to wake Zayn and Niall, which was a pretty hard job, cause Zayn is not easily awake. After 5 minutes I completed the mission, and got back with those two sleepy heads.

We ate a lot, and talked about our plans for today. Since we had the night of Liam decided to take Danielle out for a nice dinner.

The rest of the lads were staying home, and I was aiming for a nice night either.

After breakfast I took a shower, closing my eyes I thought about the life I had before the X-factor. I missed some bits about that life, like hanging out with my old friends, and seeing my family every day of course.

I thought about the bakery I used to work, and remembered some of my schoolmates. And my best friend, Amy. I missed her loads, and immideatly felt bad, cause I didn’t call or text her the last few days. She was staying at her friends house in London this month, because her friend was on a holiday. So it wouldn’t be a problem to meet up, I figured.

I stepped out of the shower, and grabbed my phone.

- hey ams! How are you? Missing you loads! I have the night off, finally. Maybe grab some dinner? Catch up? .xx

I put some clothes on, not really bothering, cause we would be restyled once we got at the shoot. A beige chino, black shirt and a darkgrey sweater, hands ruffeling trough my hear, and I was good to go.

Grabbing a bottle of water, my phone and ipod, I walked to the van, after taking some pics with a few fans. I love that, the feeling the fans gave me was heart warming. I pulled the door of the van to open it.

Louis was already jamming to his own music, and singing along. He smiled as he saw me; ‘HAZZAAA! How are ya bud?’

I smiled; ‘I’m good, how about yourself?’

He nodded; ‘Same. But seriously haz, you okay? Or are you just saying that?’ He look at me quizingly. I knew that he heard me cry last night, his bedroom was next to mine, plus he knew me too well.

‘Yep, really. Last night cleared my head. Not everything solved, but just moving on, and facing one problem at the time’ I reassured him.

With that Zayn, Niall and Liam ran into the van.

‘Hey guys! Ready, steady?’

We all cheered in respons to our driver. Let’s do this thing.

Just a ten minute ride later we arrived at a studio complex, we were leaded into hair, make up and clothes.

I made some cheeky comments, as I kind of supossed to do that.

I made a deal with myself last night; whenever in public, I’d be the cheeky Harry from One Direction. Whenever with friends, family, the lads or alone I’d be the Harry I really am. Whoever that Harry may be, cause all of a sudden I wasn’t so sure anymore.

I would find that out in time. But for now, I would try to enjoy my life moment to moment.

The photoshoot was quite fun to do, we got to be fun and crazy. After the shoot we had the interview, which was great as well, all of the lads were in a great mood today. Louis cracked some stupid jokes, and Niall laughed his histirical laugh as Zayn and Liam and me answered the questions.

I checked my phone once we were done, and saw that amy texted back;

- hi H, i miss you loads too! I would love to chatch up (: well since you’re a popstar and everything, take me somewhere fancy okay?xxx

I laughed and quickly tapped my response;

- fancy eh? Well alrigthy then. I know a really fancy restaurant. I’ll pick you up at 7.xx

we headed back to the van, for the phone interviews. We arrived at our home, and got into our office kind of room. This is where would meet up with the big bosses for serious talk, and we also did the signings of the cds here and stuff.

After an hour and a half of talking and answering questions by fans by phone, we were done for the day.

Liam rushed to his room to get changed and meet up with Danielle. I on the other hand had about 2 hours to get ready, so I decided to chill with the lads for a while. We sat down in the livingroom, talking nonsense and watching some discovery programme. As soon as the programme was finished I ran upstairs to change. I put on jeans, a blouse and a blazer, with fancy grandad looking shoes. Ruffeling my hands trough my hair, brushing my teeth, and I was good to go. Grabbed my car keys, phone, wallet and sprayed some perfume in my neck as I went downstairs. The boys told me to have fun, while Niall was busy ordering some food.

‘Thanks guys, I will. You too okay? Love yaaa’ I yelled back as I slammed the door.

Practically jumping into the car, I was really looking forward to this, I pressed play and sang along to John Mayer.

It was only a 5 minute drive to the appartment Amy was staying. I ran the door bell, and the minute I saw her we jumped in each others arms.

‘HARRYYYYYYY’

‘AAAAAAAAMS’

We hugged and did our little hand shake. I looked at her, she wore an amazing dress, high heels, and she looked so happy.

‘How are you ams? You look amazing!’

‘Thaaanks, you too. I’m good by the way, and you? Tired?’

I smiled, and nodded;

‘Yep, little tired. But I wanna hear everything about you! We haven’t talked in ages.’

She laughed and as we drove to the restaurant we babbled along. Just like the old times, and I really enjoyed it.

The chatting soon faded away once she saw where we had arrived.

‘Seriously Haz? This is the fancy restaurant?’ She looked shocked at me.

‘Yes babe, deal with it.’ I chuckeled as I drove my car into the parking lot from the Mac.

She laughed: ‘well a happy meal it is then!’

Chapter 3

HARRY POV

Okay, thing is, we did ate at the mac, but I fixed a quiet place, apart from all the people, incase we would be reconized. I didn’t want that, because of all the gossip, and I wanted to have a proper chatch up, without disturbing. So we sat down in a corner, created for us, with no one else around, with our bigmacs, fries and milkshakes. We talked for hours and I really had an awesome time. Amy told me about her life, life back home, and she got herself a boyfriend, that explained the happy look on her face. I was really glad for her.

After our dessert (mcflurry ice cream) we headed back to my car. Unfortunatly some one did notice us, eventhough I’d been carefull. As a result there were a lot of photographers and fans outside.

I sighed at looked back at Amy.

‘Sorry about this. I thought I took care of this, sorry.’

She smiled, looking a bit overwhelmed by all the people.

‘It’s okay, this is your life now, isn’t it?’

I nodded, knowing that she hated to be the centre of attention, which she totally would be as soon as we walked out the doors.

‘Okay A, just walk closely behind me, do not answer any of the questions, and hold my sleeve. Not my hand, cause that would make things worse okay, just my sleeve.’

She nodded and took a deep breath. The minute we walked out, a sea of flashed welcomed us, along with loads of questions. ‘Are you two dating?’ ‘Is she your girlfriend?’ ‘How long are you together?’ ‘Do you love her?’

We managed to walk quickly to the car, and I practically pushed Amy in the seat, away from the cameras. Once I got behind the wheel, we drove away. She let out her breath once we got on the highway. ‘Wow. That is intense.’ She stated.

‘Yeah, it hard to get used to, it’s crazy’ I took a few turns, and pulled over at a park.

We got out and walked in the woods, talking, laughing and sharing stories. It was good to be back with her, and I started to feel like myself again. The childish jokes, serious talk, the gossiping, and helping each other with love advice. She was my best mate, along with Louis of course.

It was getting late already. ‘Hey ams, we should probably go back. I gotta be up early tomorrow’

‘Yeah. I’m pretty tired myself’ she nodded.

I dropped her off at her house, and pulled her in for one last hug.

‘I had an awesome night Haz. Thanks’

‘You’re welcome silly. It was terrible hanging out with you, but yeah I gotta sacrafice something for friends don’t I?’

She slapped me and I quickly said

‘Okaaay not entirly true. It was fun’

‘Yeah, now you’re talking. Night harry.’

‘Night amy’

I walked back to the car, and drove home.

The next day at lunchbreak Louis ran towards me, with a excited look on his face.

‘Haz, babe, you gotta see this. Explenation pleaaaaase!’

Not knowing what he was talking about I walked to the laptop Louis was holding.

‘Harry styles gets his way’

‘Happy meal for styles and girl’

‘Styles in love’

I looked at the posts on the screen and sighed.

‘Dude, do you believe this?’ I asked Louis.

‘Well I don’t know man. She is kinda hot you know’

‘Yeah but she is my best friend, and she is taken.’

‘Ohwell, than you have some explaining to do to her, and more than that her boyfriend.’

Shit. Yes, her boyfriend would probably not be happy about this, seen the fact that Amy told me that his ex cheated on him. I quickily grabbed my phone and dialed Amys number.

‘Hello?’

‘Hey A. Look, remember yesterday with the paps? Stupid question, of course you do.’

She chuckeled.

‘What about it?’

‘Well, they made some stories to go with the photos. As in, we’re dating now. It’s all over the internet.’

‘Oh no, i got some explaining to do then. Shit. Is it really bad?’

‘Well yeah, like yeah, you know what. Give me his number, and I will call him yeah?’

‘Okay, i’ll text it right away. Thanks for taking care Haz’

‘It’s okay am. Talk to you soon’

‘Byeee’

Jenny’s POV

‘Shit’ my dad screamed into his phone ‘i need photo’s. Where are my guys? Did you sent the story yet? I need that now. And make sure there are at least 3 quality pics to go with it. You have 10 minutes. Good luck’

I walked into his office.

‘Hey dad, how are things? You want breakfast?’

‘Yeah bit busy at the moment Jenny. Can you bring it over here?’

I nodded as I watched him typing on his blackberry, still in pyamas and his hair sticking out in all the wrong directions.

‘What is the fuss about?’

‘You know that boyband One Direction right? Mega popular and stuff. Big future for them. Well one of the guys had a date last night with some girl. And I need a story about the date, need to find out who the girl is, need the gossip.’

My dad works at a gossip magazine, he is actually one of the big bosses and starters of the empire they built the past years. Every new roumor or failing celeb was in the magazine, every nasty detail, true or not. Mostly they were not true though, and that is why I hate my fathers work so much. Why tell lies to bring people down?

I walked to the kitchen to make some toast and tea. And I started to think about life, how different I am compared to my father. I hate all the gossiping, spotlights, being famous kind of stuff, my dad on the other hand quite enjoyed all of that. He wanted me to take over the company after school. But I would never do that, I would rather go to the uni, and have a normal job.

After I baked two eggs, and put them next to the toast, I walked back to the office to find a very satisfied father.

‘Thanks darling’ he smiled. ‘Wanna read the story? Look at this. It’s good’

I sighed and turned to the screen, cause I was too tired to argue with him. Quickly scanning the article, I felt sorry for the guy. What it looked like to me, was just two friends hanging out. But that story wouldn’t sell enough copies, so they made it a dating story.

‘Yeah dad, whatever. You know that I hate all the gossip and stuff.’

‘I know. But the story is in the magazine, like right now. So there’s nothing you can do about it anymore. Plus, this harry kid knows perfectly well how the showbizzworld works. So he is used to this Jen.’ End of discussion. I knew that. My father could get really angry with the fact that I was so against him making stories up. It wouldn’t be the first time we’d get in a huge fight. 

Chapter four

Harry’s POV

After the phonecall with Amy’s boyfriend, who luckily believed me and was actually really nice, me and the lads headed to the studios to rehearse.

Once we arrived the whole paps yadayada were waiting outside. We took a few minutes to chat with the fans, and we headed back inside. Zayn was looking extremely content, so I wondered what had gotten into him.

‘Hey Z, what’s with the happiness?’ Louis smirked.

‘Nothing much’ Zayn beamed back

‘Yeaaaah right buddie, i ain’t buying that shit’ Niall looked at him, while cracking up.

‘Well nothing much if you call getting a phone number from a hot girl nothing much’ he was really pleased with himself.

I laughed, ‘typical zayn, well what are you waiting for, text her already!’

But we were interrupted with our tourmanager, ‘guys, we are getting started now. No need to waste time yeah?’

After a few hours of rehearsels and after we grabbed dinner, we headed back to our house. We were all really tired out and I wasn’t the only one to fall asleep during the ride back.

Unfortunatly I couldn’t sleep anymore once I laid in bed. The powernapping gave me too much enegery to fall back asleep, so I decided to take a walk.

Putting on a hoodie on top of my shirt and sweats, I quietly left the house. Within a few minutes I arrived at the parc, and started wandering around. It was pretty late already, so I was the only one. I didn’t mind at all, I loved these late night walks, just allowing me to think and straighten out my thoughts. Just as I was about to sit down at a bench, I heard someone crying.

I followed the sound, and found a girl staring at the starlet sky, with tears streaming down her face.

Carefull not to scare the crap out of her, I sunk down quietly next to her on the grass. She sensed my presence and looked at me with teary eyes, she didn’t look scared at all, her beautiful eyes were filled with pain.

‘Hey, what’s up?’ I asked softly.

She gazed back to the sky as she took a deep breath.

‘Why do you care?’ Her shaky voice croaked at the end of the sentence.

‘Well you seem like you could use some help, or at least a shoulder to cry on.’

She sighed and turned her gaze back to me.

‘Yeah, I guess you are right. I probably look like a wreck right now’ she stated with a half smile.

‘That’s not entirely true, but tell me, what is wrong?’

‘My dad got really angry with me, and I ran away’ she answered, carefully picking her words.

‘What was the fight about then?’

Jenny’s POV

‘What was the fight about then’ he asked.

I looked at his green eyes, and thought real quickly. If I told him about my dad’s job would he become angry? Should I tell him the truth and say that my dad had hit me? Should I make up some lame excuse?

‘Well, to make a long story short. I know who you are, i know your band and stuff, cause my dad wrote a story about you the other day in the gossip magazine, which he sort of owns. So since I know your name, my name is Jenny, nice to meet you.’ I joked and continued my story ‘I don’t agree with the whole gossiping thing and making stories up and stuff, so we agrued about it. That’s all’ I decided to go with the half truth, and watched his reaction carefully.

‘Oh. You mean the story about me and the girl at the Mac?’ He looked surprised.

I nodded slowly.

‘Well thanks for standing up for me. The girl in the pictures is my best friend, and she has a boyfriend you know. We were just chatching up’

‘Yeah, I figured something like that. But that story wouldn’t have sold as much magazines as the dating story did.’

‘I know. I know.’ He sighed. ‘But how come you are so against it, I mean most teenage girls love to gossip don’t they?’

I laughed. ‘Yeah, I’m not your average girl, sorry. But I don’t like people lying to me, I don’t like that they make up stories just for their own good. I feel bad for the people in the stories, cause most of the times the stories are rude. So that’s why I hate the fact that my dad owns this company, his whole live revolves around lies’

‘I understand, so you fight a lot then?’

‘Yeah, the last few years more than ever before. He has changed a lot, he is compeding against a man who also wants to be owner. They are co owning the company right now, but he wants it fully for himself. He works as much as possible, he gets easily angry nowadays. He isn’t the loving dad he used to be. Before he started the magazine, he had a normal job and since the change of jobs, my dad changed aswell’

Harry nodded.

‘That is what this world does, they change people for the worse’

‘So aren’t you afraid that you might change aswell?’

‘Yeah of course I am, but I also know that the guys keep me grounded, my family helps me aswell. So I hope that if I ever change, they will tell me.’

There was a silence, and as I stared into his eyes and took in his face, I noticed him doing the same. He was honest, I saw that in his eyes, he was actually nice to talk to, not some cocky superstar or something.

‘I hope you don’t change. You seem nice’ I smiled weakly to him.

He actually blushed a bit at my words. Cute.

‘Thanks, so do you. So what are you planning to do? Just go back home? Do you have a plan?’

I thought and shook my head.

‘I have no idea. I’m scared to go back, I’ll wait untill he is asleep.’

‘Alrighty then. Let’s watch the stars for now, shall we?’

I laughed and we both laid on our backs in the grass, talking about random stuff, pointing at stars, cracking stupid jokes. It was nice, I felt happy and accepted for once since a long time.

Harry POV

We talked and talked, and I actually enjoyed it a lot. She was an amazing girl, she sure knew how to make me laugh and I felt comfertable around her.

I was just telling her a childhood memory, as my phone beeped loudly. We both jumped a bit at the sudden sound, and burst into laughter. I opened the text, it was from Louis;

- H, where are you? How dare you leave me alone with these crazy people? X

I looked at the time; 2.14 am, he probably went for a wee, and saw that my room was empty.

‘That’s louis asking where I am. It’s 2 am already’ I informed Jenny.

She looked shocked, ‘whoah, that late already? I should get back!’

‘yeah, me too. I’ll walk you home okay?’

I quickly stood up, and helped her up.

‘Oh no need, really harry, just go back to the lads’

I shook my head, and pointed to the left.

‘Your house is that way?’

But unfortunatly she was stubborn and looked at me sternly

‘Haz, I’m not going to tell you. What if my dad sees you? No. I’m not going to do that to you.’

We argued for a while, but she won. I sighed.

‘You win. I give up. Damn you are stubborn, text me when you get home save aye?’ I winked.

She looked back with sparkly eyes,

‘In that case I will be needing your number styles’

We exchanged numbers, and hugged goodbye.

‘I’ll text you cheeky’ she smiled

‘Can’t wait stubborn kid’ I answered, walking away.

When I finally took my place in bed again, I saw that she’d texted me.

- hey there, just wanted to let you know that i’m being raped right now by a stranger. Probably will be stabbed afterwards, so no need to worry ;) Goodnightxx

I laughed and tapped my reply;

- alrighty then. I’m lying in the bushes bleeding till i’m dead, so all good then (: .xx

- ha, that’s nice! Can’t wait for the headlines tomorrow!xxx

- ouch that’s mean! But you are safe right? Slightly beginning to worry now.. XX

- yeah i’m safe, my dad is already asleep. How about you? Do i need to send in an ambulance?x

- nopes, i’m all good, no headlines for you, sorry :) xx

- shit, too bad ;) Sleep well haz xx

- oh i feel loved. sweet dreams jen .xx

I pressed send and turned off my phone, ready to drift in a peacefull sleep.

Chapter five

Harrys POV

My alarm went off really early, but I had more energy than ever. Running downstairs I decided to surprise the boys with a big breakfast. While I was busy in the kitchen, jamming along with some Coldplay songs, I decided that I wanted to meet Jenny again. I finally felt myself, and I needed that in my life. Just as I was finished the lads came in, cheering at the sight of the table packed with food.

I swear Niall almost fell on his knees infront of me, luckily he realised that it would be a bit of strange, so he didn’t. I laughed and stuffed my plate, joining them in their conversation.

Later that day when Louis and me were waiting for our turn at the photoshoot, the undeniable question came.

‘Soooo, are you going to tell me what happend last night?’

I rolled my eyes. ‘Eerm yeah, well, I was going for a night walk when I heard someone cry. So I looked for the person, and there was a girl, so I comforted her.’

‘And that’s all?’

‘Yep pretty much, we talked a lot, she is really nice, and we texted last night. So yeah’

‘Allriiiight, so is she pretty?’

I felt a bit annoyed, she was pretty, I had to admit, she was stunning, but that is not the thing that I liked about her. We had some sort of connection or something.

‘Yeah, she is stunning. So how’s things with Eleanor?’ Quickly changing the subject, which succeeded easily. Louis started rambeling on and on about her.

A few hours later, after we finished the shoot, I went in a kiosk with Lou. We grabbed some snacks and drinks, and while we were waiting in the qeue, I spotted some magazines with my face on them. I scanned the headlines, but there was nothing new; some pics with Amy and a few one direction interviews.

I decided to text Jenny;

- Jen! Did you know that there isn’t any new harry styles news? Headlines are quite disappointing if i may say so .xx

I got a reply within a couple of minutes;

- aaaw what kind of story do you want? Hooking up with a girl? Doing something rockstarish? whatever you want i can make it up and fix headlines for you ;) X

I laughed,

- well the rockstar thing is kind of cool, what about a tattoo or something? Or maybe i could leak some unseen pictures? Sounds exciting enough right xx

- well, i can spice it up some more, or i’ll ask some adivce from dad. Don’t worry, you’ll get your headlines!XX

The next day I walked into the kiosk again, getting snacks for rehearsels, and I looked at the magazines again.

‘Harry dancing naked’

‘Styles cleaner happiest alive’

‘Teenstar Harry caught by cleaner’

I quickly grabbed a few and flipped trough them, it was about some story where I was dancing butt naked to Night Fever, while our cleaner walked in.

I was about to lose it, when I got a text;

- sooo, you’re liking the headlines today? X

Staring at the text with some stupid grin, I tried to contain the laughter, but eventually failed. I bought my stuff and ran over to the lads.

‘Yo guys, read this!’ I dropped the magazines and snacks on the table, while I texted Jenny back.

- yeaah very rockstarish jen. How did you even come up with this? Were you drugged? X

- nopes, i just have an imaginary mind (: xx

- you are crazy. X

- and you love me for it :)

- true. Wanna be the cause of some gossip yourself? How about dinner tomorrow? X

- sounds badass :) i’m in. What, when and where?xx

- dinner (as i said dummy), tomorrow (aigan as i said dummy), 6ish?, at my place ? I’ll cook .xx

- hope i don’t get food poisend than. Text me your adress, and i’ll be there!xx

I smiled and texted the adress, and grabbed some food.

The lads were hysterical about the story, and without a doubt they will love Jenny for it. Louis was going on about it being the best prank ever and stuff. I on the other hand was pretty excited for dinner tomorrow, but at the same time super scared. What if she didn’t see this as a date, and wanted to be just friends? Not that i was head over heels with her already, but still, i had a good chance of falling for her. Not a good idea if she wants to be friends though. The rest of the day kept my mind too busy to worry, and i was worn out when we got home. Normally we would all have a drink together and watch some tv or talk some, but everyone was too tired for that. I let myself fall into my bed, drifting into a peaceful dream world.

Chapter six - the date

Jenny’s POV

I scanned my wardrobe looking for appropiate clothes to wear tonight. Damn I was nervous. What was I supposed to wear? It was just a bite at his place, so not something extremely fancy. But just a jeans and shirt would be way to casual.

I called my best friend for help, and decided to wear dark jeans, a cute top with golden glitters on it and a light washed jeans blouse on top of it and heels. After talking way to long to her on the phone I had to hurry, running in the bathroom to take a shower and running back to put the clothes on. I braided my hair and put some makeup on. Carefully covering up a week old bruise in my neck. Luckily it had healed quickly, but it was still a nasty sight.

 To top the whole look off I trew on some rings and put it my favorite earrings. Looking in the mirror I decided that it was a good balance between casual and fancy. I grabbed my bag, which was full of crap, but I couldn’t go out without it. My dad was working at the office, so I texted him that I was with a friend. No need to tell him who it was, he probably didn’t even care.

I put in my ipod, it was 5.50 pm and it was a 10 minute walk, which meant I was going to be fashionably late. Humming along with You Me At Six I walked towards Harry’s house, thinking about the date. I was wondering what Harry thought of this, was he nervous like me? Did he actually see this as a date, or did he saw us as just friends? Was I another girl in a long line? I just didn’t know what to expect.

Harry’s POV

It smelled nice in my appartment, I was cooking Italian, and even made some fancy olive bread which was in the oven right now. I set up a table with plates and stuff (obviously) and really cheesy, a candle in the middle. I put my ipod in the dockingstation and pressed play; some random italian music quietly flew into my ears. I tried my best to make things look like Italy, because she told me that her favorite food was Italian, and she loved sitting on a terras late at night to have dinner when she was on a holiday there.

It was already 6 o’clock so Jenny would arrive any minute now, I did a last check in the mirror and sprayed some perfume behind my ears and between my collarbones.

Just as I finished I heard a knock on the door of my appartment.

Running towards the door, halfway deciding not to run cause that would make me look desperate, I opened the door.

‘Hey haz’ she looked amazing. A very balanced comination for a dinner at home. She tought this trough. She was glowing with happiness and - shit I needed to say something back, I looked probably really stupid right now.

‘Hi, you look amazing.’ I hugged her, she even smelled amazing, damn her. ‘Come in, dinner is almost ready.’

‘Thanks, what are we having? I won’t get poisioned, will I?’ She joked, walking towards the livingroom.

‘Oh. Wow. You did this?’ She looked amazed back at me when she saw the room. ‘You made italian didn’t you? This is awesome!’

I chuckled at her excitment, mission acomplised. Relieved that she didn’t start laughing at me, and that she was geniually excited, I led her to the table.

‘Take a seat bonita. I’ll take care of everything. How was your day?’

She smiled and blushed as I winked to her.

‘My day was good, did nothing special actually. What about you? Did you spent the whole day in the kitchen?’

‘Ha. No, who do you think I am? Just the afternoon.’ I returned with the bread, which looked amazing, if I may say so.

‘We had some interviews this morning, and we took the afternoon off’

‘Oh that’s nice! It smells and looks amazing by the way, as if jamie oliver himself made it’

By the time we had finished the pasta we were on the road of becoming tipsy, thanks to the many glasses of wine. We talked really easy and there were no awkward silences, words found their way and eventually our legs touched, our fingers got intwined. I had the time of my life, and yet there was a little voice in my head telling me that I should take it slow. That I should cherish this girl.