“Alright, say cheese!” You smiled, holding the phone up as you snapped a quick selfie with a fan. “Ooh, you look great, but that’s not a good angle of me, and I need look somewhat presentable. Another one!”
It had been about half an hour of you saying hello to the fans that were outside the gates of the building - You had heard them chanting for the boys to come out, and although you had gone out to tell them the boys wouldn’t be coming out anytime soon, you were surprised to find out that they also wanted you to sign things, and they wanted to take pictures with you! You told yourself you’d stay for fifteen minutes, tops, but the fans were just so lovely, and you didn’t want to let anyone down.
“You want me to write that for a tattoo?! That’s a lotta pressure, now I have to make sure my handwriting is legible.” You laughed lightly, scribbling down the words the fan had asked you to write. “Here, I’ll add some doodles on the side so you can mix and match.” You jolted as your phone buzzed suddenly, but you brushed it off thinking it was a notification from Candy Crush or some other dumb game you enjoyed playing.
“No, you shouldn’t get back together with her! She sounds like a proper bitch.” You snorted, rolling your eyes before shaking your head. “You’re better off! Being single is great. Think about all the freedom! …Don’t tell Harry I said that.”
Nearly an hour in and the crowd of fans had only gotten bigger once they heard that ‘Y/N’s at the hotel! And she’s talking to everyone, and signing things, and she’s such a sweet girl!’ You kept the thought of how the security guards would most likely be a little miffed considering they wanted to keep everything on the down-low but your presence had caused a massive wave of people waiting anxiously outside the hotel. Harry watched as you continued to interact with the fans, a little smile playing on his face. He was overjoyed that the fans seemed to really love you, but obviously, he had to play it cool.
“Let’s go, Miss Y/L/N. I’m not gettin’ any younger here.” You turned as you heard Harry behind you, the fans suddenly bursting into wild screams and cries at the sight of Harry.
“Dinner’s at 6. The fans will still be here when we come back.” Harry wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you away from the gates and laughing lightly when you let out a whine. “Don’ worry, you can play with your friends later. You’ve got to pay some attention to your poor boyfriend once in a while!”
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