“Ow ow ow,” Lou was curling my hair for the show tonight. I kept moving around so the curling iron kept touching my ear. I’m so twitchy I feel sorry for her having to deal with me.
“Love please sit still , you’re going to go out there with burns on your face,” I nodded trying my best not to move around. I was on tour with one direction and we are in the middle of the tour.
“Even with burns you would still be absolutely beautiful (Y/N),” Harry winked at me pulling away from his conversation with the boys. I blushed so hard I probably looked like a tomato.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said feeling a little confident. He walked over to me getting close and touching his torso to mine. He was messing around with me and my hair making me laugh. Although Lou was not having it.
“Harry! I’m going to burn this girl if you keep making her move,” he put his hands up on defense walking away laughing.
“Is there something going on there?” I stayed silent not sure what to tell my hair stylist. I looked at Harry crouching over minding his own business. “I don’t know, but he has a really nice butt,” I said.
Harry looked over at me smiling, and embarrassment washed over my face when I realized he had heard me.
“Take me to dinner first.” I face palmed almost giving Lou another opportunity to burn me. Louis and Niall caught on to the conversation making fun of me and my red face.