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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 5:32 PM

    One

    Summer was my favorite season by far. I think it had something to do with the weather, flip flops and tank tops. Or maybe it was just the countless number of festivals and activities that the sunshine provided throughout the endless weeks of freedom. Well, freedom for the underaged and out of school. I was nineteen and already had a decent paying job. And even though I didn't get the summer off, or any type of "break" from the chaos of life, summer was what I lived for.

    Three words: Universal Music Festival.

    Not only was it's anticipation greater than the Warped Tour, it was something that brought thousands and thousands of people together each year over 12+ weeks. But when the sun wasn't shining and it was time to zip up those jackets, the UMF resorted to keeping everyone up-to-date and in-the-loop by providing all the information you could possibly need to know about your favorite musical artists; minus the gossipy poppycock. It was everyone's resource and everyone's yearly countdown. It was my job.

    "One Direction?" I questioned out loud, looking up from the email displayed on my phone. "Who's that?" Knowing I could've easily Googled the band right then and there, I looked to my fellow coworker, Margaret, for the quick low down. They sounded a tad familiar, but instead of wondering where and if I had really heard of them, I saved a bit of time by just asking.

    "They're a young boy band, they came in 3rd place on the XFactor in the UK. They're pretty much Bieber status over there, but they're here for a mini US tour and promo." she spat off, sipping on her coffee before looking back down at her phone. "And they're pretty cute, too. Definitely have the teenie following, which is definitely where the marketing is at this year."

    "Oh no." I laughed, looking over at her skeptically. "Pretty cute, eh? Okay, cougar." I growled jokingly as I scrolled through the rest of my email. Margaret gasped over-dramatically.

    "I cannot believe you just said that!" she held her hand over her heart and kept her mouth in the shape of an 'O' before I looked up at her again. "Thirty is the new twenty-one." she stuck her nose in the air playfully, I laughed. "Speaking of, we should get going. Those One Direction boys should be in the office by the time we get back." she finished off her coffee before scooting out from the table. Her eagerness was a bit intriguing.

    "Would it be worth it to do a quick Google brush-up and learn their names before hand, or..." I asked rhetorically, already beginning my search before she could even respond. The page hadn't loaded yet before she continued.

    "It doesn't matter. I'm sure you'll have them down in no time." she said, her words sounding a bit cryptic. I glanced up at her as we both stood from the tiny table in Starbuck's. "What, did you not read your email?"

    "I'm in the process." I defended, exiting out of Google and going back to my email. I tried to fix my eyes on the text as Margaret, the old wise one, continued.

    "Tessa." she sighed, shaking her head slightly. "You understand this is a big project, right? Big Man Tim wouldn't give you the UK's biggest boy band just for fun." I nearly ran into the door as she started off down the New York City sidewalk.

    "What do you mean?" I asked, quickly catching up to her, my eyebrows furrowing in concern. "Big project? They're just a band. The most I'm even going to do involving them is escorting them from Point A to Point B... Right? I mean, I'm just doing the festival in the city."

    "Oh dear." she replied, sounding distressed, looking up toward the sky slightly as she walked. Immediately I looked back at my email, scrolling further down and quickly reading the remaining paragraphs. Once my mind was able to comprehend the words before me, I gasped and looked over at her wide-eyed. "I really hope one of your turn-ons isn't accents, cause if so, you're cursed."

    "I do not think I'm ready for this. What was Tim thinking assigning this to me?" I spat, holding out my phone. "How does he expect me to tend to 5 teenage heartthrobs all at once? I'm basically like TM'ing, aren't I? Personal Assistant even... What if these boys are douches?"

    "Tess, breathe. Plus, they're not even big here yet, I don't think."

    "I don't do boy bands. Boy bands are bad news. Boy bands come with drama." My mind began to think the worst, wondering what these boys were even like.

    My initial job only involved working on the web promotion, graphics and escorting random acts around the actual musical festival when the time came. Right now, Tim was assigning me to a band as a whole; practically mentoring them during their time with us. This was something I had never done before.

    "You should really just breathe." Margaret was now laughing as she pushed through the revolving door of the UMF building. I followed behind her like a lost puppy. "These guys are around your age, eighteen to twenty. Who knows, you might even hit it off!" We were already in the elevator going up as I attempted to clear my mind.

    "Maybe they'll be cool." I said out loud, breathing out slowly.

    "Yeah."

    "Maybe they'll be super chill, and it won't feel like I'm working." Rachel nodded, enjoying my optimism. I smiled slightly.

    "There you go."

    "I mean, I'm almost twenty. I should be on the same page of at least one of them. I mean, just because they're from the UK doesn't mean they are totally different, right?" I began to blabber as the elevator stopped at the thirty-third floor.

    "Right, of course!" she continued to agree with me, keeping an upbeat expression on her face. She was indeed helping me with my unnecessary spazzing. This was just a job. It wasn't like I was being forced to marry them or anything. What was the big deal?

    "I'm going to set my bang down at my desk and then head over to Tim's office." I felt a frog slowly forming in my throat as the nerves began to rumble inside of my stomach. I wasn't going to be fine until I met these boys. The wondering was the worst part.

    "Meet you there." she smiled, then continued down the hall to her own office.
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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 5:35 PM

    Two

    I took a deep breath before shaking off my nerves. Clearing my mind, I opened the door to my office, ignoring the random doodles on my whiteboard outside and stepping in.

    Nearly screaming, I jumped backward, covering my mouth as two unfamiliar boys turned to look at me. One sat in my computer chair, his feet propped up on the desk and the other laid sprawled out on my futon, tossing a rubber band ball in the air.

    "'Ello, you must be Tessa." the one laying down caught the ball and sat up, his accent slicing through the air. I had completely forgot. "You're probably wondering why we're in your office." he continued before flicking his slick brown, swooping hair of of his eyes. It was as if he had read my mind. I secretly just wanted him to talk more.

    "Louis wanted to creep." the curly haired one that was reclined in my seat piped in, smiling as if that were any justification as to why they were in there. I widened my eyes and gave a slow, understanding nod before stepping closer to him and swatting his feet off of my desk. My sudden action nearly caused him to topple over. "Well that wasn't nice." he scoffed, sounding a bit offended.

    "And it's not very nice to be creeping through a complete stranger's stuff either." I replied, gathering a bunch of papers that were strewn across my desk and making a neat pile in front of Curly. I eyed him as I did so.

    "That's a completely legitimate reason, I'd say." he continued next to me. "You are a complete stranger, so we had reason to snoop. Get the dirt." he turned back to his buddy for approval. "Aye, Louis?"

    "Right." he chirped up, putting his index finger in the air as if he were going to continue, but the phone next to my computer began to ring.

    I attracted my attention to the flashing light on my desk, looking past the boy in the chair and stared at him, waiting for him to roll out of the way so I could answer the phone. Instead of moving the chair, he flashed me a daring smile before he reached over and grabbed the phone himself.

    "Tessa's office, Harry speaking. How may I -" I lurched forward and snatched the phone from his hands, leaning over him as I put the phone to my own ear in panic.

    "Tessa Marble, how can I help you?" I tried to recover, using all my self control to not smack Harry right then and there. I didn't know him well enough yet, but he was already off to a menacing start. It was unreal, and the stifled laugher from under me wasn't helping my mood at all.

    "Hey, it's Tim." I heard through the line. I closed my eyes, awaiting some sort of lecture about the call being intercepted. "I was going to ask where you were, but I see you've already run into Harry. Louis is there too?" he asked, sounding casual as ever.

    "Um, yeah. They're both here." I replied, slightly shocked. I looked down to see Harry still laughing quietly; Louis had his mouth covered as well. Shooting them a questionable look, I pushed Harry and the chair out of the way so I could stand up straight instead of leaning over him. Awkward.

    "Awesome! Quite the boys, huh?" I rolled my eyes at his amusement. "Bring them by my office, I have the others here; Liam, Niall and Zayn. Let's get this ball rolling, shall we?" I could tell that he was smiling as he hung up the phone. It was already evident that these were his golden boys of the festival. I was thrilled.

    Hanging up the phone, I finally snapped. "What is so funny?" I looked from Harry, to Louis and then back to Harry again. They were having their own little laughing fit, like little children.

    "Marble?" Louis question, clearly poking at my last name. I rolled my eyes as I left the room, making sure to flick the lights off on my way out. "No fun." I heard him complain behind me in disproval.

    I shook my head as I walked straight down the hall and to Tim's lair. We called it the lair because - One: it was huge. Two: It was his lair. And three: it's where everyone gathered around and talked about stuff. It was basically Tim's home away from home, with the roomy decor and futons. Where do you think the one in my office came from? But sadly, I knew the comforting atmosphere wasn't going to help my shitty, paranoiac mood that our new clients had just put me in. I was doomed.

    "Tessa! How nice of you to finally join us." Tim greeted as soon as I walked through the door. I forced a smile on my face as I made my way to sit next to Margaret, who already seemed to be cheery eyed and bushy tailed. At least one of us was happy to be there. Harry and Louis trailed in the room seconds behind me.

    After taking a seat, I couldn't help but notice the other boys in the room. They seemed a lot more conserved and well mannered than Harry and Louis. They were seated peacefully on the futon across from us as Tim sat in a huge, cushioned chair between the two couches. I felt like we were at a tribal meeting. All we needed were some tiki torches.

    I stirred out of my thoughts as Louis plopped his body down next to mine, on the two-person futon that I was clearly already sharing with Margaret. Reluctantly I scooted closer to her, giving Louis a bit more room on the edge. For some reason, his side was still comfortably touching mine. Harry, on the other hand, took it upon himself to sit on Louis' lap before laying backwards across mine, his head resting on my thigh before he propped himself up on his arm, his elbow digging into my leg. I couldn't believe this boys' comfort level. I had just met him.

    "I see you guys are getting along well." Tim smiled greatly as I tried not to roll Harry off of me and onto the floor. I looked across the way to see the normal ones, staring back at Harry as if he were crazy. Maybe they'd be my saviors.

    "Besties." Harry winked up at me, almost initiating my gag reflexes. His accent was the only thing saving him at this point. His cockiness and 'I can do whatever I please' attitude was driving my mind up the wall. If it was anything I hated most, it was celebrities that took advantage of the fact that they were celebrities. Annoying.

    "Well then, let's get started." Tim began, sitting up in his seat. He quickly introduced me to the other boys; Liam, Niall and Zayn. Each one smiled over at me before shaking their head at Harry who was continuing to be obnoxious. "Tessa, this is where you come into play." I listened, along with the rest of the room. "You're basically going to be these boys' day-to-day; their mentor."

    "Mentor?" I questioned, not sure if I was understanding him correctly. "I thought I was just working the festival in itself."

    "You will be, with the boys." he assured me. "Didn't you read your email? You're going to be with them the whole time. Practically TM'ing in a sense." I sighed. I totally called that one. "Interviews; you're going to escort them. Meetings, events and press; you're there and making sure they're ready to go on time. Call it an assistant, if you will, but you are going to keep these boys in check."

    "So basically like a babysitter?" I asked, placing my hand on Harry's head, indicating who I was referring to. The boy with the Bieber hair laughed and I smiled in return. Hooray, I wasn't alone!

    "Why be so negative?" Tim accused, a small smile still creeping on his face.

    "Yeah, why be so negative?" Harry repeated, looking up at me. I glanced down and noticed he had a set of dimples. Oh lord.

    "This will be a perfect step up for you." he continued in confidence. "I wouldn't have approached you with this offer if I didn't think you can handle it. Plus, it'll be fun. You'll be out on the road with the UK's hottest boy band. Girls will be envious!"

    "You realize you're trying to sell me all the wrong points, right?" I scoffed in amusement.

    If anyone, Tim was the one who knew that I wasn't in this business for the social status. It was all about the music and talent for me. It was about helping out and spreading the word to people of all ages about the newest and upcoming acts. Here, he was offering to feed me to the wolves. I didn't do boy bands for that exact reason. Not that these boys didn't have talent, I had yet to hear anything, but being a boy band in itself was a whole other world that I hadn't adapted to yet.

    "You realize you have no choice, right?" The tone of Tim's voice stiffened a bit, shifting the mood of the room a little. For a moment, things got really serious. "You're the only one I feel comfortable assigning them to. But it makes you feel any better, I don't have the final decision of this. They do." I relaxed with a sigh of relief. Maybe my accidental bitchiness back in my office would pay off and they'd dismiss me. "Let's leave the boys to discuss their opinions together, and we'll come back to see what they've decided."

    I nodded, showing that I heard him. I then sat up, taking his closing line as a queue to exit the room. I looked over at Margaret who was already beginning to stand, then looked down at Harry who rolled himself off of me and onto the floor. Him and Louis both began to laugh again. If they decided to take me, it was easy to say that the 'Larry' bromance would get old quite quickly. Maybe it would've been amusing if I wasn't the one working for them.

    I followed Margaret out of the room and closed the door behind me, quickly putting my ear to the wood to listen in on their conversation. I heard my coworker laugh lightly beside me.

    "Oh dear." she breathed, causing me to flail a hand out to shush her. As much as I didn't want the job, I still wanted to know what they said about me. "You know, I don't understand what your issue is. Those boys are absolute heartthrobs." I ignored her, squinting my eyes as I tried to listen to the muffle voices on the other side. I couldn't make out a word.

    "They're children." I responded quietly. "Did you not see them in there? There's no way they'd even listen to me anyway, even if I did get the job. It'd be like trying to herd a flock of sheep each day, alone. Pain in my ass!" I moved my ear closer to the crack of the door, still hoping for a listen. Margaret's silence cause me to pull away and look at her in question.

    "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you secretly want to get it. Why else would you be so intent on listening in?" she flickered her eyes at me, challenging my initial statement.

    "Boy. Band." my voice was flat. "Don't you get it?"

    "I get it quite perfectly." she smirked. "You're scared you're going to like one of them." She squinted her eyes at me as I gasped, standing straight up as the door opened. I turned to see the tall, dark haired looking back at me. Zayn.

    "It was nice meeting you." he smiled, then leaned in and lightly kissed my cheek before heading down the hall. Right behind him was Liam, he was smiling as well.

    "Great to meet you." he kissed my cheek as well, sending my mind into shock as he followed behind Zayn.

    "Same thing they said." Niall stated, his Irish accent ringing through my ears. My cheek was on fire. Was this proper edict, or were they just being overly friendly? Was it normal?

    It was then when Harry appeared in the doorway. He met my eyes for a split second before giving me a tiny wave and disappearing down the hall. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, my attention was redirected when Louis left a big, overdramatic smooch on the opposite cheek that everyone else had, leaving it a little damp.

    "Nice meeting you, sweetie pie." he winked, then followed suit after the rest.

    Wide eyed, I looked over at Margaret who stood there in awe, then wiped my cheek off with the back of my hand. Shortly after, I rushed back in the room to see Tim staring up at me with a stern expression on his face. He didn't look too happy. Maybe they had rejected me after all.

    "Sit." was all he had said to make my body collapse on the futon. I stared over at him blankly. "You realize I've given you this opportunity because I know for a fact that you can handle it, right?"

    "Yes, but -"

    "And you know that this is a huge deal that I cannot trust anyone else with it? Could you see Margaret being the one tending to them all day and ushering them around through the mobs of teenage girls and their mothers?" he continued, his voice thick and authoritative. I hadn't really seen him in such a mood.

    "Yes, but sir, I don't do boy bands. They're insane!" The whine of my voice finally realized how big of a baby I was being. I somewhat slumped backward into my seat, a tad disappointed in myself.

    "I know you don't do boy bands, Tessa. Why do you think I came to you?"

    "But have you seen them? Harry is basically a five-year-old on an endless lollipop high. Same goes for Louis! How do you expect me to control them?" I questioned, hoping that he had a serious solution. There was a certain twinkle in his eye that already gave away that I got the job. Not to mention, their kisses kind of sold it. My cheek was still tingling, but my mind still wondered why Harry had been the only one to pass by.

    "I've seen you organize and run a Jonas Brothers meet and greet. I've watched you control a crown of 1,000+ when they were overpowering the barricade last summer. You handle crazy mom's like a pro, and you're absolutely perfect for these boys. Which is why you're starting tomorrow morning." he finished, clapping his hands down on his thighs before standing up. "Finish up whatever article you were working on this morning, then you're good to go home and pack for the next few weeks." I stared up at him in awe. It was finally sinking in that this was actually happening. "Don't disappoint me."
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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 5:47 PM

    Chapter Three

    It was nearly 8am and I was already strolling through the lobby of the Hilton hotel in Times Square. With my suitcase rolling beside me and my duffle bag laying on top, I propped my purse up on the counter as I searched for my ID. I smiled at the man at the front desk as I slid my card across to him.

    "I should have a reservation for the next couple of days." I informed him as he clicked away on his computer screen, nodding after a moment and handing my ID back with a room key.

    Smiling a silent 'thank you', I headed out of the lobby and past the breakfast area. I glanced around at various travelers who were eating their waffles and cereal bowls, then stopped when I noticed Liam by himself off toward the corner of the room. Making my way over to him, I stood my suitcase up and pulled out the chair across from him. He looked up in surprise, but softened a bit once he recognized me.

    "I didn't expect to see anyone up this early." I admitted, looking over at him, hoping to bond with him in some type of way before I had to make sure the rest of the group was up. Liam was already at the top of my prematurely developed list with being conscious so early.

    "Someone's got to make sure everyone's awake and ready to go on time." he commented. I jokingly raised my hand, timidly smiling.

    "Present! I'll be able to take care of it from here on out." I chuckled, trying to lighten the statement a bit. It felt weird taking the wheel from someone so close in age to me, but it didn't matter how I felt. It was my job and I didn't quite have a choice.

    "Good. Maybe I'll be able to get an extra twenty minutes of sleep then." he chuckled as he finished up his oatmeal and gathered his trash. "Ready to head up? I'm sure you'll want to unpack a little before we head off. We have an MTV interview at 10, I recall?" I stared back at him wide eyed.

    "Wow, I'm impressed." I breathed out, standing with him as he tossed the empty bowl into the garbage and grabbed the handle to my suitcase. "Oh, you don't have to." I started, but he smiled and ignored me. I was able to grab my duffle bag off the top as I followed him out of the dining area and to the elevators.

    "We're on the third floor. We only have have three rooms though, so you're bunking with one of the us." Liam continued, hitting the up arrow on the wall. I looked over at him as the door chimed open, wondering if that was even legal. I had never bunked with a person I was working with before.

    "You seem to have everything down packed. Do you guys even need me here?" I questioned cautiously, looking over at him as it chuckled. The elevator stopped on the third floor and we both got out.

    "Yes, actually." he replied. "Because I can guarantee that everyone is still in their rooms, in their beds and with the lights completely off. They only act like they listen to me." he finished, sounding slightly disappointed. I couldn't help but laugh.

    Stopping at the room I was assigned to, I slid the card key in before turning to Liam and retrieving my suitcase. "Should I be scared?" I asked, wondering how hard it was going to be to wake everyone up. He shrugged his shoulders.

    "If you don't make any progress in about ten minutes, ring me. I'll get to working on Niall." I frowned as he disappeared into the room across the hall, me disappearing into mine.

    The lights were off, just as Liam had predicted. I rolled my suitcase against the wall and tossed my bag and purse onto the floor, flicking on the lights as I stepped into the opening. There were two twin beds before me, one evidentially occupied by a sleeping body; I just wasn't sure who it belonged to.

    "Good mooooooooorning!" I sang loudly, awaiting to see the cocoon on the bed move. It didn't, at all. I sighed. "Hellllllllo? I know you've got to be awake." I continued to talk loudly, making my way closer to the bed. Nothing, no response. Furrowing my eyebrows, I snatched up a pillow from the unoccupied bed and raised it above my head, ready to hit whoever was hiding under the blanket.

    "What are you doing?" I heard a deep, raspy voice from behind me. Startled, I spun around fell onto the bed, causing the person beneath me to scream. I quickly turned to see Harry exiting the bathroom, staring at me in amusement as I sat there fallen across Louis' legs.

    "I could get used to being woken up like this." Louis smirked, winking over at Harry who just shook his head. I hurried up off the bed, regaining my composure before looking back to Louis. I was surprised my head hadn't exploded from all the heat that had risen to my cheeks.

    "Don't count on it. I plan on using a fog horn next time." I responded, not a hint of sarcasm in my voice. Louis' chuckle quickly faded out as I turned to Harry. "Do you know if Zayn is awake yet?"

    "No." Harry replied simply. "But should I warn him that you enjoy pouncing people first thing in the morning?" I scowled slightly.

    "You startled me and it was an accident." I defended, making my way over toward the door and fetching my suitcase. I rolled it over and tossed it onto the bed, unzipping it as I began to unpack.

    "You're staying in this room?" Louis questioned, looking over to Harry who was still standing outside of the bathroom. Confused, I glanced between them.

    "Yeah, this was the room the desk assigned me. What, were you two staying together or something?" I asked, almost feeling like I was invading their space, even though one of the beds was clearly left untouched. I was about to feel bad until I noticed the unsubtle stare down between them. "Oh please, don't act like I don't know about you two's bromance. I wouldn't be surprised if you two shared the twin." Harry shot me a worried glance as Louis began to laugh.

    "How do you even know about that?" he questioned, looking a bit distressed.

    "I was able to do a bit of research last night; Larry." I responded with a laugh as I removed a pile of clothes from my suitcase. They looked a bit shocked. "What? I wasn't jumping into this thing blindsided. Plus, I had to look to see what kind of fans you had. I need to know whether to be kind and gentle, or if they only corporate with intense yelling." I stated a matter-of-factly. I knew what I was doing when it came to those situations.

    "Did you see the video of Harry walking around naked?" Louis questioned causing Harry to face palm. I widened my eyes. "Guess not." he aborted the subject quickly. "Well, unlike Harry, I enjoy being pounced on first thing in the morning. It's exciting." Louis commented with a wink, still laying in bed. I couldn't help but chuckle.

    "Sad to say that it won't ever happen again, I can assure you." I shook my head and made my way to the dresser, making a mental note to avoid that video of Harry on YouTube. I scrunched my eyes up at the thought, but then began to wonder if he was packing. Bad. Image. He was a client. I had to keep it professional.

    "I'm hungry." Harry stated bluntly, blankly staring across the room for a moment before looking at me.

    "What?" I asked. Did he think I was a magician and could poof him some hot cakes right then and there?

    "Can you go get me breakfast?" he asked, his tone soundly oddly similar to a child's when asking it's mother for a cookie before dinner. I cackled back in laughter at his request, looking at him as if he were looney.

    "Are you serious?" I questioned in amusement, wondering if he was joking or not. He wasn't.

    "I don't want to be mobbed by fans! It's not even nine yet." he whimpered, but I continued with my smug smile. It took him a moment to finally realize that I wasn't going to cave. "Fine. Come with me?" I heard Louis snicker.

    "Only if you help me wake Zayn up first." I bargained.

    Within a matter of seconds, I followed Harry out of the room and to the room next door that belonged to Zayn. Slipping in his card key, we both stepped into the darkness and flicked on the lights. One bed was messy and empty, I had assumed to be Harry's, and the other was occupied by Mr.Zayn who rolled over in annoyance and covered his head with the pillow. I found myself looking over at Harry who just stood there.

    "Well then, go on." he waved his arms, ushering me toward Zayn's bed. "Pounce."

    I quickly smacked him in the arm in disproval, listening to him laugh. "I said help me wake him up, not watch me do it." Harry rolled his eyes lightly, breathing out in distress.

    "Fine." he took a shallow breath. "Zaaaaaaaaayn, wake up." he cooed across the room, cupping his hand around his mouth. He then looked over at me and shrugged. "See? I can't do it."

    "You're such a child." I scolded, shaking my head toward him, wondering how old he actually was. Though he was entertaining, I wondered if it was just an act.

    "Rubbish! I'm eighteen." he responded, sounding offended as he read my mind.

    "Still, child. You can't even go down and get breakfast by yourself." I mentioned, flicking my eyes over at him as I crossed my arms across my chest. This argument was amusing none the less.

    "You can't be that much older than me anyway, calling me a child and such." Harry continued. "What are you, twenty-two or something?" I raised my eyebrows at his guess, feeling a bit flattered.

    "Nineteen and a half, but I'll take it." I informed him, watching as his facial expression softened a bit. I assumed that was a sign of acceptance. Had I really looked that old?

    "Oh gosh, would you two shut up?" Zayn hissed from his bed, re-attracting both our attention over to him. I had forgot what we were even in there for.

    "Vas happenin', Zayn?" Harry called over with a sly smirk, grabbing a pillow and throwing it over at him. He groaned.

    "Get up, get dressed, showered, whatever you have to do. Lobby call is at 9 and I expect everyone to be there and ready on time." I informed him, pausing a moment for a response. "You hear?" he groaned again into his pillow before I looked over a Harry who was just watching in amusement. I then nodded my head toward the door before we both exited the room. Breakfast was on the brain.

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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 5:50 PM

    Four

    Stepping into the elevator to head down to breakfast, I hit the 'lobby' button before taking a step back next to Harry. He stood for a moment with this arms at his sides as the doors closed in front of us. Then with a swift moment of his body, he leaned forward and slapped his hand against the panel of buttons, lighting up nearly all of the fifty floors.

    "Harry!" I gasped, looking over at him wide eyed. He smiley cheekily, laughing at himself as he stared at me for a bigger reaction. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at his childness. Our rooms were only on the third floor; it was only going to stop twice on the way down to the lobby. "You're unbelievable."

    "So I'm told." he winked, laughing at my disgusted expression.

    It would be a mistake to let him know that I was slightly enjoying his entertainment this morning. I was already off to a horrible start, secretly thinking that he was adorable in the least. I was contemplating on blaming his dimple, or even his accent. Either way, he was off limits. I was pretty much his caretaker for the next month. If anything were to happen, I'd be jobless.

    We entered the breakfast area in mere minute and a half. Harry made his way straight to the pastries as I helped myself to a banana and a cup of apple juice. I then sat at an empty table in the middle of the room with Harry close behind, setting down a plate with two apple danishes and a blueberry muffin before taking a seat across from me. He flashed me a toothy smile before stuffing his face.

    "Should've known." I sighed as I began to peel my banana, breaking off a piece and popping it into my mouth. I looked across the table at him to see that he was watching me with a tiny smirk. I stared back at him questionably.

    "Lovely choice." he flickered his eyebrows before taking another bite out of his danish. I looked down at my banana, back over at him and then placed it down on the table in disgust. Unbelievable.

    "And then you wonder why I call you a child." His laughter only showed that he was winning. It was evident that it was going to be a seriously long couple of weeks. His company was absolutely pleasant, even if I had to shoot him down every other moment.

    "You call me a child because you're forcing yourself to see me as one." Harry challenged me, as if he had read my mind during the past few minutes. There was no way he could've suspected anything; I hadn't said anything to make him think so. "Anything else and I'm sure you'd melt in my presence." He continued jokingly, his nose in the air and his open palm against his chest. I guessed his action was meant to give more effect to his statement. It was evident that it was just his natural cockiness talking. But he had charm, I'd give him that.

    "Or so you think." I sighed, trying to sound as unamused as possible. I continued to eat my fruit as a young female approached and stopped at our table. I turned to her and noticed she had company. There were two other girls her age standing behind her with digital cameras.

    "You-you're Harry Styles." she breathed out, causing Harry to look over at her in mid-bite. I watched his eyes light up as he tore the pastry from his mouth, quickly wiping away the excess sugar on his face to great her.

    "Hi, how are you?" he cooed, a beaming smile on his face.

    "Can we have a picture?" she asked sweetly, completely neglecting my presence and the fact that we were eating breakfast. I watched the interaction, unamused, as the girl handed off her camera to her friend.

    "Group picture?" I offered, standing from my seat and reaching out for her camera. "Sorry, we don't have much time. The boys have an interview in almost an hour."

    Finally the girl noticed me, her body tensing up at my sudden interjection. She forced a smile and handed me the camera. Harry then stood from his own seat, giving me a subtle nod of approval as the three girls closed in on him for the photo. The girls squealed their thank you's and gave their quick hugs before giddily exiting the breakfast area. Harry flicked his eyebrows at me before he continued eating. In no time, another group of girls approached him.

    "Um, where are these girls coming from?" I asked wide eyed as Harry shrugged, standing once again to accompany the girls with a couple pictures. This time, the girls took their own individuals and practically doubled the time the previous fans had used. I forced a smile and tried to hurry them off as I looked past them and to the lobby. There was a tiny cluster of fan girls forming, making their way over to where Harry and I were still anchored to the table. "What is going on? How do they even know you're here?"

    "They love me." Harry beamed, smiling as he began to wave to the girls as the crowd grew every couple of seconds. I lost count of how many times I had rolled my eyes at him that morning and just settled on a glare.

    "That's it. We have to go." I stated, looking around for an easy exit to pull out from. We were already there for too long and fans began to crowd all around. The decibel level of the room intensified as it filled, girls blocking us in from all directions with their constant chatter.

    "Come on, Captain. Aren't you supposed to poof us out of here now?" Harry asked, still watching the fans and making small talk here and there with the girls who were brave enough to get in his face. Was this some sort of test?

    Slightly panicking at the unexpected bomb that apparently went off in the hotel, I had no other choice than to grab him and dip out. On any other time permitting occasion, I'd be able to form the girls into an orderly line/group system, but given the circumstances and the fact that it was nearly 9am, we had to move.

    Forcing a smile, I grabbed Harry's arm and lead him through the wall of girls. Slowly clearing through the gasps, screams and cries, I kept him close to me, pulling and tugging when someone got a hold of him. There were nearly fifty girls around us. It took almost three minutes just to get to the elevator. By this time, my foot was tapping nervously on the floor as fans followed us down the hall.

    There were faint yells from the lobby by security as the door chimed open. I shoved Harry, who was still turned toward the girls waving, into the elevator and quickly got in behind him. The doors closed out the noise as the steel box began to carry us to the third floor. I stared over at Harry, my face emotionless as he stared back at me glowing.

    "Sorry?" he shrugged, trying his best not to crack a smile. Once the doors opened he chuckled. "What, it's only day one and a little fangirl mob has got you down?" I ignored him and started down the hall, hurrying to me and Louis' room. "I suppose this would be a bad time to tell you that I still have to get dressed then?" Groaning, I completely blew him off as I charged into me and Louis' room, swinging open the door, ready to scream if he wasn't ready to go.

    "Hey! I could've been naked here!" he exclaimed as he slipped on his blazer, looking over at me. "Oh, it's only you. That would've been quite alright then." Louis smirked, still looking at me as I silently stared back at him, almost biting my lip. "How was breakfast? Harry got your panties in a bunch, I see?" I flailed my arms in the air in aggravation before leaving the room and going straight next door to Zayn & Harry's.

    I pushed the door open to see Harry standing at the foot of Zayn's bed as he still laid there underneath the covers. Ignoring the fact that Harry had been shirtless, my hands shot straight to my head as I stared down at Zayn in disbelief.

    "Are you fucking kidding me?!" I shrieked, my eyes wide. "It's after 9am!! The van is outside waiting for us, we're going to be late for MTV and you're not even out of bed yet?!"

    "I told you dude." Harry muttered, moving from the foot of the bed and over to his suitcase as he continued to get dressed. I followed his bare body before shaking my head and looking back to Zayn.

    "I'm sorry, I was tired." Zayn responded, slowly removing the blankets off of his body and sitting up. He wiped his eyes as he swung his legs over the side of the bed as he took his time.

    "Hurry up!" I nearly yelled, checking my watch as began to realize that I was panicking. Not only was it my first day legitimately working for them, but it was was first time I was ever making my emotions visible to the world. Aggravation. Distress. Anxiety. Tim was going to kick my ass if they were late for this thing.

    "Is everything alright?" I heard Liam's deep voice behind me. I turned to see he was dressed and ready to go. I took a deep breath, his voice and concern slightly calming me a bit.

    "Please tell me that Niall is awake and ready." I begged, looking at him as if I needed to be saved. He nodded and pointed behind me.

    "He's all dressed and ready to go." he responded proudly, then noticed Zayn still in his pajama pants and tshirt. "Zayn!" Awesome, I wasn't the only one yelling.

    "Hush up." he dismissed him with a wave of his hand before making his way to his suitcase. "Now what, are you all going to watch me now?" he questioned sarcastically, his face looking slightly sour. I hardened my stare at him.

    "If it makes you move faster." I spat, crossing my arms across my chest, making it evident that I was completely displeased. These boys took longer to get dressed and ready to go than it took Miley Cyrus to wave her hair perfectly.

    "Hey, how big was the crowd downstairs?" Louis questioned, perking up and awaiting a response we he entered the room. I immediately turned around to look at him.

    "What?" I spat flatly.

    "Were there a lot of girlies, or what? I tweeted nearly 20 minutes ago. Should've been a huge turn out, right?" he asked, looking back and forth at me and Harry.

    I let my jaw hang open, staring back at him in disbelief that he had set up the entire bombarding at breakfast. My silence must've set it off because Harry quickly stepped between me and Louis, grabbing my shoulders. Immediately I expected some sort of pep talk. Instead, I just got the most intense stare down with a still shirtless Harry Styles.

    "Louis is dumb. Don't take it out on him; he can't control it. He was only born that way." he spoke to me, keeping his eyes on mine as I tried to ignore the fact that I was pissed out of my mind. Were his eyes blue or green?

    "Hey now!" Louis complained from the doorway. "Don't be a bugger, Harry!"

    "Oh Lord." Liam breathed out.

    "In that case, I'd say you have at him." he changed his mind, letting go of my shoulders and ushering me toward his friend. "He's weaker on his left side, so anything on the left is fair game." I heard Louis gasp.

    Louis began to question Harry as to why he'd rat him out like that, but I was too peeved to listen. Instead, I made my way past the children, minus Liam, and straight to Niall who was the last remaining one on my good list. He welcomed me as I entered the room, throwing myself face down onto the unoccupied bed.

    "Uh..." he began, obviously at a loss for words. It was going to be a long day.

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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 5:56 PM

    Five

    Due to the mass of fans in the hotel lobby, I had to call and have the van meet us one street over to be picked up after exiting through a back door. It was 9:40am and we were finally in route to the MTV studios, all five boys were awake and chatty in the back of the van.

    "So was it a good turn out, or what?" I heard Louis ask, I assumed to Harry.

    "There were so many fans, I literally feared for my life for a moment." he responded, then I felt a tap on my seat. I turned around to see Harry looking at me. "Right, Tessa?" I sighed and turned back around, focusing my eyes on the car in front of us.

    "Yep." I breathed out, still a bit aggravated at the situation. I would've felt different about the event if I had known about it, but to be bombarded with countless fans so early in the morning where we were on a tight schedule was nerve wrecking.

    "A lot of girls were quite upset though." I could see the trouble expression in Harry's voice without even looking at him. "I've got a lot of @replies on Twitter asking why some 'random girl' took me away from them." I rolled my eyes.

    Another reason why I didn't like working for boy bands: If you're young, decent looking and you're working with the band, you're automatically hated and considered a threat to the female fanbase. That was exactly what I didn't want; to be hated because of my job. It was unfortunate.

    "No sweat. I already told everyone to go to MTV to meet us." Louis piped in quite cheerfully. I heard Zayn exclaim something from the back of the van as I whipped around in my seat, my eyes shooting daggers at Louis.

    "You what?" I spat, my eyes wide as I felt my face heating up. There was going to be an entire mob of people outside on the streets of MTV studios. Just getting the boys into the studio was now going to take five times as long, and we were already late!

    "It's all about the fans, Tessa!" he defended, sounding as if he had done nothing wrong. I just stared back at him. He was lucky that there was a row of seats and Harry's body separating us. I wanted to launch myself at him...until he continued to talk. "Without the fan connection, we have nothing. We can't disappoint them."

    "I understand that, but it'd be nice to give me a heads up." I responded boldly after taking a shallow breath, still staring back at him. "I get that you have fans and I get that you want to meet every single one of them, but I need you to understand that we're on a schedule here." I continued, wincing in my mind. I knew that I was sounding completely uptight and bitchy, but this was my job. "When you announce shit like that, you need to let me know ahead of time! I want every girl to see you guys, but there's a time and a place for everything."

    "Should we call you Mother from now on then?" Louis questioned, his eyebrows raised. The entire van went silent and everyone looked away. I stared back at him in shock, turning back around in my seat without a word as the van approached the MTV building. There were hundreds of girls outside.

    "Well then, let's do this thing?" Liam's deep voice cut through the air as the van pulled to a stop. I could hear the boys sitting up in their seats, prepping themselves to exit the van.

    The screaming began and girls proceeded to bang on the windows as I kept my seat in the front, gazing out the windshield in shock and utter embarrassment at Louis' comment. Was I being that big of a bitch? Did he really not like me that much? Was it necessary to make that bold of a comment? I just knew that I didn't want to be there anymore. I didn't want anything to do with them. I wanted them to go off without me and get lost into the sea of fans that they had asked for.

    "Let's go boys!" Louis exclaimed excitedly, being the first to crouch to the door.

    I kept my attention forward, turning slightly when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I could see Harry in my peripheral vision. He squeezed lightly before Louis opened the door, allowing the screams to flood the inside. Within moments, the boys climbed out of the van disappeared into the crowd, leaving me with the driver. For some reason, Harry's touch made me feel a bit better.

    "Should I just wait here?" the driver Gary asked, looking over at me questionably. I shook my head in thought.

    "Just a moment." I replied slowly, then looked out the window and watched as the boys were completely swarmed. They had barely moved a yard toward the doors to the building. No one could move at all and the screaming was deafening even while being inside. "Hey, if I climb on top of the van, will you hold in your horn for like, five seconds to get the crowd's attention?"

    "You're kidding, right?" the old man laughed at me, then noticed my serious expression. I watched him look past me and out the window to the sea of fans. The boys were seriously stuck, just as I had predicted. You can't send a group of hot guys out alone into a mob of girls. "Ok. Just don't dent the roof." he caved sternly, watching me as I flattened my eyes at him.

    Taking a deep breath and getting my thoughts back together, I quickly exited the van and rounded the hood. Carefully, I climbed up onto the hood before hopping up onto the roof itself. I had already attracted a few girls' attention who were on the outskirts of the crowd, but everyone else was still screaming and taking pictures of the boys who still had yet to move from where they had started. I then stomped on the roof of the van where Gary proceeded to honk the horn, holding it in for a long moment as the noise rang through the air, slowly simmering down the girls and attracting the boys attention. I ignored them as I scanned the now attentive mob with my eyes.

    "LADIES!" I began shouting at the top of my lungs, knowing that my throat was going to be completely shot after. Unfortunately, it had to be done. "THE BOYS NEED TO GET INSIDE OF THIS BUILDING QUICKLY AND SAFELY. IF YOU COULD ALL PLEASE CLEAR A PATH TO THE DOOR, THAT'D BE AMAZING!" My eyes continued to scan the crowd, watching as nothing happened. Girls stared up at me blankly before averting their attention back to the boys. By this point I was fuming. Everyone dissed me. "IF YOU DON'T, I WILL NOT BRING THEM BACK OUT HERE AFTER!" I added, my voice nearly screeching.

    I looked back down to the boys. Liam, Zayn and Harry both looked up at me on top of the van as Louis and Niall started to notice the clearing toward the door in the opposite direction. Mission accomplished. The crowd was actually cooperating, but I was still on top of the van. Squatting down on the roof, I debated on whether or not I should just jump off. I wasn't sure if I was coordinated enough to land safely or not, but I eyed the concrete below anyway as a familiar face appeared below me.

    "Would you like some help?" Liam offered his hand to me. I looked over to see Zayn holding up a hand on the other side. Smiling, I grabbed each of their hands and jumped down, their grasps guiding me to the ground without a problem.

    "Thanks." I smiled up at them, watching as they smiled back nodding.

    I turned and then headed through the crowd, bumping into Harry on the way. Grabbing his sides from behind, he quickly turned around, a little startled. Once he saw it was me, he allowed me to push him forward, leading him through the crowd of girls and to the doors where Louis and Niall were waiting. Liam and Zayn were right behind us as we filed in the lobby and away from the fans. I made my way straight to the front desk to check in, letting them know we were here before we made our way to the elevators. I didn't bother acknowledging Louis.

    "Crazy turnout, eh?" Niall asked with a positive grin, attempting to change the awkward air within the group. It was evident to everyone that I was still stung by by their friend's comment in the van.

    "I'd say they like us. Huh, Tessa?" Harry commented, bumping my side as we entered the elevator. I glanced up at him to see a hopeful smirk on his lips. I tried to smile, but then I watched him glance over at the floor buttons.

    "No!" I yelled, jumping in front of the panel and blocking it off with my body. Instantly Harry burst out into laughter as the others stared at me in confusion. Carefully, I turned around and hit Floor 56 before turning back to the boys, still guarding the rest of the buttons. Their arrival couldn't afford any more delay.

    "Do I even want to know?" Zayn asked, looking back and forth between me and Harry. He was still laughing a little.

    "You are so paranoid." Harry commented playfully as I stared back at him, unamused. Liam and Niall watched us as Louis rolled his eyes. I really wasn't feeling his attitude. I didn't do anything to him.

    "I'll say." Louis added sourly, his arms folded across his chest.

    "If you're saying anything, it should be 'thank you' to Tessa for getting us through that crowd you created." Liam commented, instantly changing the mood between the four metal walls. Everything that had already felt awkward just got ten times worse.

    "We were late already anyway thanks to Zayn staying in bed! I don't see why all of this is being blamed on me." Louis responded, shifting his stance and taking a quick glance at me. I rolled my eyes.

    "Don't even bring me into this." Zayn snorted.

    "Look, she did a good job getting us through there. We were almost drowning by ourselves!" Harry added. "I'd say give her a bit more credit for actually doing her job."

    "Really?" Louis chuckled in amusement, eyebrows raised. "Defending the new girl over your own mate? I didn't know fancying you was in her job description too. Also, we're already late. I'd say that's a massive win in itself." Harry closed his eyes briefly and took a quick, shallow breath.

    "Louis, you're right." I finally spoke up, checking my watch just as the elevator doors opened. "It's almost 10:15, and we're fifteen minutes early for your interview. I guess it's a good thing that I do my job correctly, right?" I asked, looking over at him.

    "But you said the interview was at 10." he responded, sounding slightly dumbfounded. I watched as the other guys fought off their grins. I seriously had it with Louis' attitude.

    "I did." I started off the elevator, feeling a lot taller than I had when I got on. "Which is why when someone is babysitting a boy band, they learn to add a half hour for their unexpected shenanigans. So thank you Louis, for making me look good. We're right on time." I shot him a forced smiled before starting down the familiar halls of the MTV studios. They were on my turf and they didn't even know it.

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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 8:03 PM

    your story, i mean fanfiction ;) is amazing! you're a great writer!

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    woah did you make that graphic? its amazing!




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 9:14 PM

    thank you! Yes, I made it!


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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 9:18 PM

    "Tessa! Long time no see." a woman named Lisa welcomed me as I passed by her open desk, the boys right behind me. She looked up at us with a smile. "Ah, so these are the boys responsible for all the girls downstairs, huh? Surprised you got them up here in time." I fought back a knowing smile.

    "All in one piece too." I responded confidently, turning back to the boys who all exchanged surprised glances at one another. I wanted to frown. It was quite obvious that they had underestimated me. Just because I was young and female didn't mean that I didn't know my way around this business. I knew how things worked and I knew how to get things done.

    "You can go ahead and take them to the interview room, then come back here! I want to catch up." Lisa smiled. I nodded, then waved the boys to follow me further down the hall.

    "Well aren't you popular." Louis commented, making it actually sound like a compliment rather than a smart remark. I looked back at him in acknowledgement before chuckling. I'd take a comment like that over any reference to me sounding like a mother.

    "I just know my way around." I shrugged, continuing to the conference room. Except it wasn't just any normal conference room. It was a large, ridiculously decorated, filled with nonsense and random props -room. I could only imagine what type of interview was going to come out of it.

    Leaving the boys with the wonderful MTV crew, I made my way back to Lisa's office to chat. I briefly filled her in on the past 24 hours; the boys, the fan girls, breakfast and Harry. She smiled devilishly at me as I turned to make sure that I had closed her office door behind me. If it was anyone I knew I could open up to, it was Lisa. She was young enough to understand everything in my view, but old enough to have a thoughtful insight on things.

    "Well, he is a charmer. But you know how that story goes." she sighed, referring to the fact that he was in a band and had thousands of fangirls. She gave me a lopsided smile before exhaling through her nose, still staring at me.

    "Oh I know." I replied confidently. "Total bad news. Why do you think I stay away from boy bands? They're trouble. Not to mention, I'm going to be with these guys until the end of their tour! You know damn well I'm not going to be able to keep my slate clean for that long." I found myself admitting, almost feeling a tad guilty that I had assumed something was going to happen. I knew myself enough to know that I had taken a liking to Harry, even though he was a year and half younger than me. It was just his charm and constant flirting... I was a girl. I couldn't help it.

    "I'd say... don't do anything unless provoked. Given your position, if something were to happen, it'd be fairly easy to hide." Lisa started in thought, taking my barely developed situation to heart. "Luckily it's so early in the game that you still have the chance to steer free of the nonsense. Stay professional. Treat him like a child."

    "Have you seen him?" I asked, as if that were enough reasoning.

    "Oh boy." she sighed, shaking her head. "If anything, you've got a slight crush. That's really it, Tessa. You think he's cute. He's flirty. But you've been in this industry long enough to know that it'd only be a temporary bliss." I furrowed my brow at her, but nodded in agreement. "Once your little run with them is up, it'll be over."

    "I'm not saying there even is anything to be over anyway." I admitted. "If nothing starts, nothing can end." I found myself shrugging in thought. "I mean, that could just be his personality for all I know. He could just be a charming person. There's no reason I should feel special. I work for him."

    "You just basically said it all yourself." Lisa laughed, leaning back in her chair. She stared across at me in awe. It was evident that I was thinking too much about things.

    "I just can't help it. I've only been around him for a short while, but he's just such a happy person, it's hard to ignore. And it's just the little things. It's cute." Lisa smiled at me just as my phone vibrated in my pocket. Confused, I pulled it out to see a new text from a new number.

    'im bored. come get us. -harry.'

    I flattened my eyes, looking up at Lisa with a scowl.

    "What?" she questioned, smirking slightly.

    "Harry." I replied with a sigh, shaking my head. "He says he's bored and to come get them." I tried my best to hide my happiness.

    "They're done already? And I thought number exchange was strictly business." she joked, finding every bit of the situation amusing. I could tell she was eating this up. I felt like a little school girl with a little crush on the popular boy. It wasn't a big deal, but at the same time it was everything.

    "I'm assuming Tim gave the boys my number, cause I sure haven't gotten to that point myself. And wow, it's been nearly an hour already!" I commented, finally looking at the time. I began to text Harry back.

    "At least this way you can text sweet nothings to each other and no one has to know about it." Lisa commented with a smirk. I looked up at her unamused. "What are you going to say back?"

    'that sucks.. be there in a sec. -tessa'

    "I told him I'd be there in a sec." I replied simply, putting my phone back in my pocket as if it weren't a big deal. Sadly, my insides were a bit too excited for their own good, proving that Lisa was right; this already developed into a stupid crush. Awesome.

    After telling Lisa I'd be back in a few, I made my way down the hall and to the conference room, looking forward to seeing the guys again. I had to admit, they were constant entertainment. Once I got to the door, I pushed it open with ease. A loud yell startled me, causing me to jump.

    "Fire!" Louis shouted right as my body was pelted with bright, yellow Nerf gun darts. Screaming, I quickly retreated from the room and pulled the door closed in front of me. I stood there for a moment, holding the door knob as I let my mind process what had just happened. Harry had set me up for an ambush.

    Peaking through the small window of the door, I couldn't see much but I could hear the boys laughing. After a moment, Harry's face appeared on the other side of the closed door, his eyes wide. I maintained my grip on the handle as he shook it from the other side. I smirked back at him, knowing that he couldn't get me.

    "Open up!" he shouted through the door, his eyes still wide and his eyebrows raised. Was he trying to scare me?

    "No!" I yelled back, fighting a smile.

    He shook the door again, wiggling the handle. I began to laugh, watching him struggle. It was another moment before Harry suddenly came forward, his body slamming into the door and his face hitting the window. He quickly fell to the floor. Instantly, Louis' booming laugh was heard.

    Panicking, I carefully pushed the door open and was instantly attacked by Nerf darts once again. Ignoring them, I knelt down to aid Harry who was laying on his back, covering his nose with his hand.

    "Louis!" I scolded, glancing in his direction just as the guns stopped firing. I quickly turned back to Harry. "Are you alright?"

    "Yeah Harry, are you alright?" Louis mimicked,standing a few feet behind me. I ignored him and continued to look down at Harry. He then began to shoot him with the Nerf gun, even though he was already disarmed on the floor.

    "I dunno." Harry responded, his voice muffled behind his hand. I furrowed my brow again, watching as his eyes squinted. I them reached up and slowly moved his hand from his face to reveal a bright, red liquid.

    "Louis, he's bleeding!" I screeched, turning around and smacking his leg repetitively. He chuckled in return, not bothering to defend himself.

    "Aw, Louis." Liam approached off toward the side, shaking his head in disappointment.

    "What? It was funny! And he'll be alright. Right, Harry?" Louis asked, looking down at his friend before tapping him with his foot. "He'll be alright." he repeated with more confidence.

    "I got some napkins." Niall appeared out of nowhere, handing a stack out to me. "And here's a wet cloth." he held out with his other hand. I thanked him, then returned my attention back to Harry.

    "Ew." I breathed out, looking down at all the blood in disgust. Harry made a face up at me.

    "That's not very nice." he muttered, holding back a smirk. Even injured, he still tried to be cute. It was mind blowing.

    "Hold still." I stated, then began to clean up his face. Scrunching up my nose, I carefully wiped up the nasty redness, still scowling back at Louis in my mind. I couldn't understand how he was the oldest of them all. "Does it hurt?" I asked.

    "Not now." he smiled cheekily up at me, I rolled my eyes as Louis kicked him again. "Aye, what's your problem?" Harry stated abruptly, lifting his head to glare at Louis. I turned to look at himself, wondering what his deal was.

    "I think the bleeding stopped." I interjected before Louis could bother to respond. I snatched up the dirty cloth and napkins and stood. It was evident that there was something going on between them that regarded me, but I didn't want anything to do with it. All I was trying to do was help and Louis was being a pain. "Whenever you guys are doing fooling around, you have fans waiting to meet you downstairs."

    "But I'm hungry." Zayn stated, standing off in the room somewhere. I hadn't even noticed him yet.

    "We'll grab lunch after, then you guys have a photoshoot right after. Which means we're on a time frame. No spastic tweets about meeting anyone anywhere." I glanced around at the boys, my stare stopping longer on Louis before leaving the room with the bloody napkins.

    Making my way back down the hall to Lisa's office, she gasped after looking down at my hands. I pursed my lips and nodded as I tossed them into the trash, my eyes then searching her desk for hand sanitizer. She graciously handed me her pump before speaking.

    "What happened?" her voice was airy and full of interest. I rolled my eyes.

    "Children, just as I told you." she laughed at my response. "Harry, actually... but yeah, we're not going to talk about it." I shook my head as if to shake away the subject. I needed to focus. "Any word on how the crowd is downstairs? We're about to head down." I commented, retrieving my jacked from behind the chair I was sitting in. I watched her face as I adjusted myself.

    "About that..." she began in dismay, her lips sideways. "The crowd nearly multiplied since the boys arrived. The police were called and there is a riot patrol downstairs right now. The boys aren't going to be allowed to meet with any of the fans without causing trouble with them." Lisa sounded concerned.

    "Are you serious?" I asked in disbelief. "Those girls that have been outside all morning are going to be heartbroken!"

    "And sadly, they aren't even going to know. The police are requiring the boys to exit downstairs through the garage so they're not seen." she reluctantly continued. "There are just too many of them now and they can't risk and uproar."

    I covered my face for a moment before rubbing my temples, my mind spinning as I tried to figure out what to do. The boys were going to freak out, Louis especially. But sadly it was completely out of my hands. Excusing myself from Lisa's office, I made my way back to the conference room only to be shot with another Nerf gun. Scowling, I looked over at Niall who quickly backed up and set the gun down.

    "What is it?" Liam questioned, instantly noticing the distressed expression on my face. Kudos to him.

    Briefly explaining the situation outside and how we were going to have to dip out of meeting fans, the boys looked at me as if I were crazy. Their concern made me feel even worse about the situation, but there was literally nothing that I could do.

    "What'll happen if we go out anyway?" Harry challenged, placing his hands on his hips as he stared sternly at me.

    "You'll probably end up with another bloody nose." I tried to joke, patting his shoulder before looking back to the others. "Look, I know this sucks, but there really isn't any other way around this, unless you guys want to try and plan something after your photoshoot later." I thought out loud, giving hopeful glances to each of them. "We'll brainstorm something over lunch."


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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Thu, Dec 6, 2012 at 9:20 PM

    Chapter Seven

    "Thank God for catering." Niall breathed out in relief, grabbing a plate and making his way straight to the buffet. I laughed quietly, shaking my head. What a boy.

    Luckily the photoshoot was fully stocked with meats, sandwiches and various pastas to feed the boys. After dipping out of MTV, finding a restaurant to dine in in the city was hopeless. Fans were lurking everywhere and the boys were still on a schedule, and starving. There would've been no way to pull that one off.

    "So, what's the plan?" Harry asked after sitting down on a metal seat next to me in the open, warehouse type room where the shoot was to take place. I looked over at him in thought,

    "I'm not quite sure yet. Maybe we could organize a meet and greet in Central Park after this thing. There'd be more than enough space for everyone and it'd be easy to bounce afterward." I shrugged, looking over at him for feedback. He stuck out his bottom lip, nodding slightly. I could tell he was picuring it in his mind.

    "That could work. Is there an area that'll be lit up well enough?" he questioned as Liam came over to join us. He pulled up a chair and sat a little ways across from
    us.

    "Central Park? I think that'd work. We could tweet about it just as we're leaving here, then roll in and meet with everyone." Liam's two cents definitely made me feel better about the idea. It was fairly loose and we'd need help controlling it, but I'm sure we could make it work.

    "I can see if I can call in some help. We're going to need someone there to help organize and keep the crowd in check as it forms. Then we're going to need someone to tend the line; maybe even have security. The response is going to be insane and it'll be complete mob status." My voice sped up without me even noticing. After a moment, I had to stop and take a breath. I could handle this.

    "Sounds like a killer plan." Louis added, walking into the conversation with a sandwich in hand. He stood next to Liam as he continued to eat. Relieved that my plan wasn't a complete fail, I smiled up a him, catching his eye for a moment before my phone began to vibrate.

    "Hold on." I excused myself, standing and taking a few steps away from them to answer an unknown number. Furrowing my eyebrows, I answered the call.

    "Ello, is this Tessa Marble?" a thick, English accent cut through the line. I instantly recognized the voice.

    "Yes." I replied simply, my voice nearly stopping in my throat as my mind began to think of the worst. Was I in trouble?

    "This is Simon Cowell, the boys manager. I was wondering if you could tell me why riot control was required at the MTV Studios earlier today." his voice was stern and assertive. Judging by his tone, he was ready to bite my head off.

    "An overwhelming amount of fans showed up outside to show their support for your boys." I began, trying to be as positive as possible. I silently began to freak out. I had assumed one of the boys realized who was on the phone and quickly appeared at my side, completely alert. "Apparently there were too many fans and the police ordered to boys to not come outside. They had to skip out on the fans." I reluctantly added, trying to cover up my pain stricken face. I glance over at Harry to see his eyes wide and questioning.

    "And how do you suppose the fans are taking this?" Simon asked thoughtfully. "The boys are known for meeting every single fan who shows up to support them. This is quite a disappointment to many."

    I opened my mouth to inform him of our current plan, but Harry snatched the phone from my grasp and placed it to his own ear. Startled, I looked to him in amusement, wondering how he had planned on interjecting the call.

    "Simon? Hi, it's Harry." he began, pausing briefly for recognition. "The mob outside today was completely unexpected! Tessa had nothing to do with it. It was completely out of her control." I stood there speechless, listening to him defend me. Instinctively I looked over to Louis, watching him roll his eyes. I rolled mine back. "Oh, the tweet?" Harry asked, his voice uncertain as he looked at me wide eyed, not sure of what to say. Louis perked up at well, appearing guilty. I snatched the phone back from Harry.

    "The tweet was from me, sir." I began to lie, making sure to lock eyes with Louis as I completely took the bullet for him. "I thought having a good turn out at the studio would make things better for the boys. I hadn't meant for it to get out of hand." I swallowed slowly, not knowing what to expect out of the situation.

    "Tessa my dear, you of all people should know that actions like that have to be thoroughly planned ahead of time and fit into a schedule, to avoid issues like this." Simon scolded, his voice still thick and authoritative. I fail faced at Louis, wanting to roll my eyes again at the fact that Simon had just told me everything I had already said to Louis earlier.

    "It'll never happen again sir." I assured him, still feeling a tad nervous. "We've discussed a way to make a good comeback though, but your approval would be required of course."

    Absentmindedly I began to pace back and forth in front of the guys. I briefly explained the Central Park plan to him and assured that it'd be monitored by security and police to avoid any conflict. I nervously awaited a response as I heard him exhale through the phone. I glanced up to now see that all five boys were staring back at me. I began to wonder where Zayn had popped up from, but Simon started to respond.

    "I'm sure this will be quite an event. Do you plan on setting a limit of fans to get through? You can't expect to have the boys out all night." he noted, sounding as if he were going to actually going to consider it. I bit my lip slightly.

    "We can set up an hour window. Fans have an hour to get to the park and get in line. Everyone who is in line will get a few moments with the guys, then will be sent on their way. After the hour cut off, the guys will meet with everyone who is already there and then I'll get them back to the hotel to rest up for tomorrow." I took a shallow breath before continuing, slightly sighing through my voice. "Security and bodyguards will be present for safety reasons and the fans will finally get their time with the boys." It was quiet on the other end of the line after my long spiel.

    "Impressive. Let's hope things go just as planned, eh?" Oddly, he sounded like he was smiling. "And tell Harold to get some manners and not snatch the phone from people." he huffed before closing out the conversation. "I'm looking forward to seeing how this works out."

    Hanging up the phone, I stopped pacing and looked up at the guys. Thy stared back expectantly. I then cracked a smile. "We're set." I stated proudly, watching as their shoulders loosened up in relief. I looked at all of them, my eyes lingering on Louis' a bit longer. I hoped he had heard me completely take the dive for his stupid tweet. His quiet stare back told me he heard.

    The time ticked at a steady pace. The photoshoot took just as long as it took me to contact Lisa and MTV for help with the meet and greet. I even called Tim, wondering if he could spare any of the security from the festival to help out. He graciously assigned a few large, burley men to stand guard at the park. Things were easily falling into place, slowly making the disaster from earlier completely melt away. It was going to be a killer comeback.

    - - - - -

    "That was probably the most organized meet and greet we've ever done." Liam commented after everyone piled into the van leaving central park. It was just after 9pm and the boys were hype as can be.

    The entire meet and greet DID go according to plan. It was almost too perfect for reality. There were nearly 450 fans who showed up from the tri-state area, displaying a fantastic outcome. It took almost three hours to get through the crowd, but it was definitely worth it. The guys enjoyed every minute of it.

    "Success!" Harry exclaimed giddily in the back seat. The others agreed in their own side chatter as the van maneuvered it's way through the New York City streets.

    "Oh, random." I began, turning from the front seat to look back at the group. "Gary is dropping me off at my apartment, then he's taking you guys back to the hotel." They all looked back at me questionably. "I'm just picking up a few things and making sure my place is squared away before tour." I continued, appreciating the concern.

    "I wanna come." Harry stated bluntly, staring at me.

    "Me too." Zayn commented. "I want to see where you live." I laughed instantly, a bit surprised.

    "Um...no. Sorry guys." I responded with an amused chuckle. I don't take work home with me. "You guys have to get back to the hotel and rest. You've got press conference in the morning and you have a show tomorrow evening."

    "...So?" Harry continued. "We're not children, as much as you try to say we are. We know when we need to get to bed." he sounded slightly offended, his voice low and slow. I furrowed my brows at him. "I'm sure we can handle a detour."

    "Yeah. Plus there are fans already waiting for us back at the hotel." Louis sighed. Everyone turned around to glare at him. "Not from me! I didn't tweet this time." he quickly added, his hands out in defense. I believed him.

    "I don't know why you'd want to come though. There's nothing special inside." I admitted, still appreciating the interest. It was evident that only after a day, I was creating a friendship with these guys, even if I had to boss them around and play Mommy ver so often.

    "So it's settled. We're crashing at your place!" Louis stated happily, causing my jaw to drop. Harry turned to him, laughing in amusement before looking back at me. He flickered his eyebrows as if to challenge me. I ignored him.

    "Gary, you're taking them to the hotel." I said simply, turning back to the front of the van and ignoring the boys.

    "GARY, Gary!" Louis exclaimed in his loud, obnoxious Louis-voice. "We're not going to the hotel. We're crashing at Lovely Tessa's tonight."

    "Par-tay!" Niall commented from the sidelines.

    "No, no!" I began, somehow allowing their nonsense to get me worked up. "No crashing, and no party!! Simon would kill me if he found out you were at my place." I shook my head as if to shake away the thought.

    "He doesn't have to know!" Harry whined, actually sounding a tad annoyed. "We're staying. It's closer anyway and I don't feel like having to see anyone else tonight."

    "Plus we have a lot of bonding to take care of in the next 24-hours." Louis continued as peppy as ever. It was obvious that I had already lost the battle as Gary sighed from behind the steering wheel, shaking his head slightly.

    "Sorry darling, they pay me." he replied. It was easy to tell that he was trying his best not to smile. Groaning in defeat, I slumped back in my seat and took a deep breath. I had no idea where the guys were even going to sleep.


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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:16 PM

    Eight

    It wasn't long before it sounded like a stampede of elephants were stomping up the stairs to my apartment. One by one, they giddily followed me to my door and inside. Niall went straight to the fridge as Harry and Louis immediately started roaming my entire space. Zayn made himself comfortable on the couch in the living area as Liam sort of floated around, taking in everything.

    "You boys are something else." I sighed, shaking my head as I locked the door behind me. I heard some type of plastic crunching in the kitchen and I heard the TV turn on in the living room. It wasn't clear enough before, it was now evident that they were comfortable enough around me after only a single day's work.

    My body wanted to crash on the couch and relax next to Zayn, but the few minutes of absence by Louis and Harry made me worry. Concerned, I made my way down the hall of my apartment, checking the spare bedroom, bathroom and then lastly my bedroom. I nearly gasped when I saw Louis in my underwear drawer and Harry sprawled out on my bed looking through a magazine.

    "Tell me you're joking." I spat, causing Louis to spin around in shock before allowing a sly smirk to creep on his lips. I glanced over at Harry who was watching in amusement before I walked over and closed the drawer to my dresser. "Unless you're looking to wear a pair for tonight, I suggest you quit it and stop snooping."

    "Aw, Tessa. You're killing his dreams now." Harry joked, not bothering to look up from the latest issue of Cosmo girl. "Hey, is this really the most common way to make a girl orgasm?" he asked in all seriousness, looking up at me with his eyebrows raised curiously. I allowed my jaw to hang open in disbelief before reaching over and snatching the magazine from his grasp.

    "Get out, both of you!! This room is off limits." I exclaimed, not knowing what else to say to either one of them. I rolled up the magazine slightly and smacked Harry with it as he rolled off my bed, following Louis out in laughter. Groaning, I felt as if I was going to be babysitting the rest of the night instead of getting ready for tour.

    "Jackpot!" I heard Niall exclaim from the other room. Rolling my eyes, I hurried out into the kitchen to where both Louis and Niall were bent down, looking into a cabinet. Wide eyed, I already knew what they had found.

    "I see you've been holding out on us, eh?" Louis asked rhetorically, grabbing a large bottle of Bacardi from the cabinet and setting it on the counter. Niall retrieved a bottle of Jack Daniel's and Schnapps' as well, the glass clinking as he set them down.

    "Oh no no no." I shot them down, quickly making my way over to them and grabbing the bottle of vodka. "There is no way I'm letting you guys drink. Do you want to get me fired?" I asked in disbelief, completely taken aback by how freely they were invading my space. There was absolutely no way; none of them were even 21.

    "Don't shit a brick or anything." Louis huffed. "It's legal for us to drink back home. C'mon, live a little." Harry then entered the kitchen, several shot glasses in hand. They had completely raided my apartment, but instead of getting mad I found it completely amusing.

    "It's really not a big deal." he added casually. "Our manager lets us all the time. And we don't have to be anywhere super early tomorrow. Right, Liam?" Harry looked across the counter bar that was open to the living room. Liam looked up and shrugged.

    "Press conference isn't until 1pm." he responded casually.

    "Not helping!" I responded loudly, still trying to process what was even happening. Though the boys kind of deserved it after a long day, I didn't want it to end badly.

    "It's just a little drinky drinky." Louis continued, pestering me like a child that was trying to convince his mother to let him have a popsicle for breakfast. It was ridiculous. "Plus, I know my limits. We all do." he glanced at Harry and Niall as they nodded. "And how do you even have this stuff anyway? You're not even twenty yet!" he mentioned, switching gears, trying to turn all the attention toward me.

    "It's called being awesome... With a fake ID." I responded, unamused as I made my way to the fridge and grabbing a bunch of juice boxes from the shelves. I turned around and sat them on the counter, glancing up at the boys as I was about to crack. I took a deep breath before caving in. "Don't plan on getting shit faced drunk because I won't have any issue cutting any of you off. Also, if you break anything in this apartment you're buying me a new whatever it is, but better. And if you puke or spill, you're cleaning it up. I'm not going to babysitting you guys." I looked around at them as Louis shrieked in excitement. He grabbed me in a huge hug, lifting me slightly off the ground. I let my eyes bug out.

    "You rule." he exclaimed, kissing my cheek before putting me down. I made a face at him as he started rummaging through my cabinets, looking for cups. Rolling my eyes at him, I retreated to the living room and collapsed next to Zayn who was watching something on MTV.

    "Vas happenin?" he asked next to me, nudging me as I slouched back into the cushion. I sighed loudly which made him laugh. "Smile and relax, Tess. You're home, you've got an eye on us and you've got nothing to worry about until tomorrow."

    "Yeah, Tess. Just take it all in." Liam added in support, sitting on the couch opposite of me and Zayn. I gave him a weak smile before Harry made his way to the coffee table between us, shot glasses clinking as he unstacked them and set them down on the table. There were six.

    "C'mon, gather round!" he announced loudly, grabbing the bottle of vodka out from under his arm. While on his knees, he unscrewed the cap and began pouring shots, his curls falling into his eyes as he tried his best to pour each one evenly.

    "I'm not doing a shot." I stated bluntly, crossing my arms as Zayn sat up and leaned forward toward the table. Niall and Louis had now joined us

    "Oh please, don't even try to act like you're miss goody good. I saw those photos in your room." Harry smirked across the table at me, filling the last shot glass and setting the bottle on the table. So I had some photos framed in my room with some friends; it wasn't anything serious.

    "You're unbelievable. I'm not drinking." I responded, my arms crossed as I turned my face away.

    "Don't be silly!" Louis interrupted loudly, grabbing his shot glass before looking at everyone else who was now reaching for their own.

    Harry grabbed the last two remaining before standing and making his way over to me on the couch. He held out the shot and I reluctantly accepted it. It wasn't that I didn't drink, because that would be complete bonkers, but I knew what alcohol did to me and I definitely wasn't ready to expose that side of myself to the boys on night one. Especially knowing that I already had an attraction to Harry, I already knew that something was going to happen. Beautiful peer pressure at it's finest.

    Harry raised his glass in the air, pulling me from my thoughts. "To a fantastic tour ahead of us! And to the lovely Tessa Marble for being brave enough to take us on and put up with our crap from here on out." Harry finished his tiny speech with a smile as everyone agreed, all beaming as they held their glassed in the air.

    With one swift motion, everyone downed their shots, including me. Wincing at the burning sensation in my throat, I leaned forward and set my glass on the table as the boys did the same. Louis then helped himself to another shot, filling Harry's, Niall's and Zayn's as well. Liam was the only one who dismissed a second, aside from myself.

    "You done already?" Louis questioned, eyebrows raised at me.

    "She did one, she's fine." Harry cut him off, slightly defending me. He didn't bother looking at me as he did another shot with the boys.

    Reaching forward and grabbing the bottle of vodka, I made my way into the kitchen as a bunch of moaning and whining followed me. I rolled my eyes once again.

    "Calm yourselves. I'm making myself a drink." I stated simply, fetching a bag of plastic cups from the cabinet and setting them on the table. I knew the guys well enough to know that they'd want to guinea pig whatever I was mixing.

    "What are you making?" Harry asked curiously, hovering closely over my shoulder. I cut the top off a cranberry juice box and poured it into a cup before answering.

    "Baybreeze." I replied simply, fetching the pineapple juice and pouring it in as well.

    "Baybreeze? That's such a girly drink." Louis commented from the sidelines, unscrewing the cap of the Jack, pouring him and Niall another shot.

    I flickered my eyes at him as I poured a large amount of vodka into the cup. His eyes widened in approval. Smirking, I mixed the drink in another cup before splitting it and handing one to Harry. He took a tiny sip and sucked back his teeth. He definitely wasn't expecting it to be that strong.

    "Mmm." he hummed before taking a larger sip. I smiled back proudly, leaning against the counter as I consumed my own drink.

    "My turn." Niall announced, entering the kitchen and grabbing a juice box. I slyly snatched up the cooking scissors and slid them into a drawer before he could noticed. For some reason, Niall, scissors and alcohol gave me a bad feeling about things.

    "There's 7Up in the fridge, too." I noted, making my way back into the living room and sitting down next to Liam. He looked over at me and smiled; I looked back at him grinning. "So, listen." I began quietly, causing him to perk up and lean closer to me. "I tend to get super chatty and super touchy when buzzed, so can you just look out for me?"

    "Are you being serious?" Liam laughed, staring back at me in amusement. Slightly embarrassed, I nodded, but for some reason I felt ok with just flat out telling him how I got.

    "For when the time comes, there are blankets and pillows down the hall in the closet. You guys can crash out here, and there's also space in the guest bedroom." I blinked slowly, almost flinching at the fact that I did sound like a mother. It was annoying. "I should probably go find extra clothes or something for you all to sleep in."

    "Oh, we'll be fine." Liam assured me, chuckling to himself and nodding toward my drink. "Just unwind a little. You deserve to just chill out." I smiled over at him before I felt the cushion of the couch sink in on the other side of me.

    "'Ello." I turned to see a grinning, shirtless Harry at my side. I looked down at his cup to see that Niall had concocted something using the 7Up I had steered him to.

    "Hi." I replied simply, continuing to drink from my own cup. I didn't bother questioning where his shirt had disappeared to.

    "How're youuu?" he asked, still grinning back at me. His dimple was adorable and he was absolutely glowing. I was still sober enough to know that poking it would've been weird.

    "Fine. And yourself?" a chuckle escaped my lips as he shrugged his shoulders.

    "Alright, I suppose." he furrowed his brow in thought, then nodded confidently. I laughed at him again. He must've been a lightweight, or just simply a happy person. He was just all smiles as he continued to drink.

    Finishing my own cup a bit faster than normal, I stood and made my way back to the kitchen. "Surprise me." I stated to Niall, setting my cup on the counter with a smile. He looked at me, then down at the cup, then back up at me.

    "I say we do another round 'o shots." he stated happily, awaiting my response. I nodded quickly and instantly feeling how much of a buzz I already had. I ignored it, then started off out of the kitchen to get Harry. Instead, I ended up running straight into him, colliding with his bare chest and spilling a bit of his drink.

    "Oops, sorry!" I laughed, grabbing his arm and leading him over to the counter. He laughed with me. "Two please."

    "I don't want another shot." Harry chuckled.

    "Yes you do." I responded simply. "You started this, and now you're going to do another shot with me." his lips started to curl up in a smile. He was playing with me.

    "No, I'm not." he argued back, crossing his arms and turning his head.

    "Shut up. You are too." I continued, grabbing one of the shots that Niall had just poured. "Come on." I ushered him, holding out his glass. He squinted his eyes back at me, then picked up his shot. I scrunched my nose at him before throwing mine back simultaneously with his. I then hissed a little, making a face at the whisky before sighing. "Ok, I'm going to bed." I then made my way to the doorway of the kitchen as Louis burst out into laughter.

    "What?" Harry spat, forcing out a laugh. "You're going to bed now?" I looked from Louis' laughing state and back to Harry's confused expression. I simply nodded. "You can't just do a shot like that and then go to bed." His reaction was quite adorable. He wanted me to stay up and drink with him.

    "Harold, I'm going to bed." I stated more confidently, feeling the lightness of my brain. It was beginning to feel slightly like a snow globe. I was barely holding onto the bit of soberness left in me.

    "Oooh, she said Harold." Louis cooed before cackling back in laughter, nudging Niall who was also laughing with him. Harry stared back at me blankly.

    "She just called you Harold, mate." Niall assured.

    "You just called me Harold." he breathed out in disbelief.

    "Indeed, I just called you Harold." I challenged, eyes wide and staring back at him.

    "I heard it too." Zayn shouted from the living room.

    "Good niiiiiight." I sang, slowly turning around and starting down the hallway as best as I could. I had to hold onto the wall for support, but I made it safely to my bedroom and closed the door behind me.

    Unbuttoning my pants, I shook them down and off around my feet. Beginning to unbutton my dress shirt, I heard the door squeak open. I ignored it for a moment, knowing that I was still wearing a cami underneath and figuring it was probably just Harry anyway. At least, I secretly wanted it to be.

    "Get outtt, I'm going to bed." I turned lazily toward the door, watching as Harry closed it behind him. He smiled cheekily back at me as I ignored him, turning away and dropping my dress shirt to the floor. My tiredness hit me like a ton of bricks, on top of the fact that I was slightly dizzy. "I don't know what you're thinking Harold, but I'm going to sleep." I stated, climbing up into my bed.

    "You're tired, I'm tired. Can't we be tired together?" he asked, slurring a bit as he made his way around to the other side of the bed. I watched him intently. God was testing me.

    "No." I replied coldly.

    "Can we cuddle?" he asked anyway, still standing at the side of the bed staring at me. It's like he knew or something.

    "You're drunk." I dismissed him with a flick of my wrist.

    "You're drunk, too." he spat back. "Let's be drunk and cuddle because we're tired."

    I stared back at him for a moment before my heart began to pound in my chest. Too many lines of business were being crossed at that very moment, and a big part of me didn't care. Harry's adorable gaze was already setting me off.


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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:26 PM

    Nine

    The sheets rustled beneath me as I rolled over in bed, my brain slowly powering itself up. I could feel my legs straddling my body pillow beneath me as I allowed my arms to stretch up above me. Pushing the pillow away, I yawned before glancing over at my clock. It was a little after 10am and I had to pee.

    Sliding out of bed in just my underwear and a cami, I shuffled my way to the bathroom as I readjusted my messy, dark blonde bun. The elastic in my hair snapped back on my finger as I ran into Harry in the bathroom, his body completely exposed as he stood in front of the open toilet. I immediately screamed, turning around and covering my face, my mind trying to process everything that I had just seen. I completely forgot that he was there.

    "You're not very nice in the morning." Harry scoffed after flushing the toilet.

    I listened as he passed by me, causing me to remove my hands from my face. I glanced down to see his bare ass before groaning. He proceeded to walk around the bed naked. I ignored him and continued to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I tried to remember what had happened the night before, and wondered why he was naked.

    Using the bathroom and then washing my hands, I glanced up in the mirror to see that my hair was still a mess. Suddenly feeling self conscious, I redid my hair once again before noticing a purple bruise up behind my ear on my upper neck. Gasping, I moved closer to the mirror, lightly touching the tender skin before my mind went into panic mode. I didn't think I had consumed that much to do anything completely careless. I woke up with my underwear and cami still on, so nothing intense could've really happened. Plus, my downstairs didn't feel messed with, so nothing happened with that either.

    "Harry!" I yelled from the bathroom, hesitating before making my way to the door and pulling it open. He stood on the other side in his boxers. I found myself glancing down again before looking up at his face. He smirked and I rolled my eyes. "What did we do last night?"

    "What?" he laughed, slightly surprised. "What do you mean?"

    I flattened my eyes at him, unamused. "You know exactly what I mean."

    "Well, seeing as you can walk and nothing is sore, I'd say nothing." he smirked at me winking, immediately receiving an annoyed punch in the arm. He laughed, taking a step backwards. "Nothing that I remember. I didn't know I had even fell asleep until I woke up a few minutes ago." I rolled my eyes at Captain Obvious. "I'd say that pillow got more action than I did though."

    Groaning at his childness, I entered the bathroom again and closed the door, immediately attaching my face to the mirror and examining the mark again. Either I had hit that specific spot behind my ear on something, or at some point Harry's lips were attached to it. As much as I'd want it to be option B, it would've been better if I at least remembered it.

    I pulled open a drawer beneath the sink, beginning to rummage through the random pieces of make up in search of my concealer. After a moment, the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything that I would ever need in my life was already packed away and currently waiting back at the hotel for us all. Cursing to myself in stupidity, I settled for a a thick, elastic headband, pulling it low beneath my hairline to somewhat cover up the mark. B+.

    Entering my bedroom, I noticed Harry had already disappeared, leaving me alone to get dressed. I made my way over to my dresser, fetching a pair of jean cut-off shorts and a simple, white v-neck. Sadly, all my favorite outfits and other bits of clothing that were of any taste were packed away...at the hotel. I huffed at the stupid decision of crashing at my place as I exited the room, groggily making my way down the hall to hear that the TV was on. I was sure a couple of the others were already awake.

    "'Mornin." Niall greeted me from the counter bar, his body hunched over a bowl of cereal. I glanced into the kitchen to see Harry bent over, checking of the fridge. There was a pot of coffee on the burner and Liam was in the living room reading off of his phone.

    "We should aim to leave here around 11:30ish to get back to the hotel to pack up all our things, then leave by 12:40ish to get to the press conference by 1, then I'm not quite sure what's after that." his deep voice boomed as Zayn laid face down on the other couch.

    "Are you sure you're in the band, Liam?" I joked, walking behind Harry to get to the coffee pot. He backed up and purposely bumped me with his backside as I passed. Grunting, I made a face at him as he smiled back at me. "Hey! Are those my sweats?!" I exclaimed, pointing down at the navy, Hollister pants on his lower half. He stood up straight, a carton of orange juice in hand as he looked down with me.

    "What? I can't walk into the hotel wearing what I left in yesterday. It'd look bad." he whined in defense, unscrewing the cap to the juice and taking a couple chugs. I shook my head in disbelief. "Plus, you can't even tell they're girl trousers." he stated, examining them again.

    "Aye Harry, can you go wake up Louis? I believe he's still in bed." Liam asked from the other room. Harry raised his eyebrows at me before disappearing again, leaving me shaking my head. I had no idea what I was going to do with him.

    "Have fun last night?" Niall asked across the bar as I prepared my cup of coffee. I looked up at him and he winked at me. I flashed him a forced smile before grabbing the sugar.

    "Fantastic. I slept like a baby." I responded confidently, turning around with my mug to see him staring back at me unamused. Did he know what happened, if anything? I mean, it was evident that Harry and I shared a bed, but that was nearly it. Niall went back to his bowl of cereal without continuing.

    "Louis is getting up now." Harry announced, rejoining everyone before going back to the fridge.

    "Hey Liam, can you come here for a second?" I asked, stepping out of the kitchen, awaiting his attention. Once he looked up, I waved for him to follow me down the hall. Without question he did, and I closed my bedroom door behind him. He perked up at me, his eyes alert. "What in bloody hell happened last night?" Liam's eyes bugged out a little at my boldness.

    "What do you mean?" he chuckled, staring back at me attentively. With that, I pulled off my headband and showed him the mark behind my ear. He looked at it for a moment in silence, then gasped, taking a step backwards. "You didn't!" I quietly hushed him before putting the headband back on.

    "No, I didn't! But I don't really remember, and neither does Harry, and I'm not showing him this unless he says something first." I rambled softly, pointing to the spot. I sighed, shaking my head. "Nothing happened, and we both remember passing out, but I can confidently say that that's indeed a hickey and not a random bruise." I looked up at Liam to see a tiny smile on his face. "Why are you looking at me like that? This isn't a good thing!" I hissed. He laughed in return.

    "I'd say it's quite cute." he provoked, crossing his arms in amusement.

    "It's quite against the rules! Do you know how twisted my situation is at the moment?" I asked rhetorically, pausing for a split second before continuing. "Aside from the fact that I'm already slightly attracted to the boy, I let him sleep in my bed last night. Not to mention, I work for you guys. It just looks bad!"

    "Oh Tess, it's not that big of a deal." he commented, waving me off.

    "I walked in on Harry naked this morning." I spat bluntly. Liam gasped.

    "Oh dear. Maybe it is a little bad then." he admitted, making a weird face. "He usually doesn't get naked 'til day 5 of a new person." I scrunched up my face.

    "Ew, are you serious? He has a schedule?" I shook my head, hoping to erase my questions from the air. "Just, what should I do about the situation? And is him flirting just his normal thing? Because I'm not trying to be the dumbass girl who falls for the boybander's charm. This is exactly why I stay away from guys like you."

    "Ouch." Liam hissed back, his hand on his heart. It was evident that he was joking, but it was clear that I wasn't. He stared back at me in awe for a moment before responding. "In all honesty, Harry is just a happy person. He's flirty by nature, so I'd say not to look into things at all. But at the same time, he knows better than to get involved with someone who's going to be with us all the time."

    "He's wearing my pants." I stated flatly.

    "And he'll probably make a joke about 'getting into them' later." he rolled his eyes. "It's just up to you. Make what you want out of it until one of you decides to actually confront one another about it." I stared at him intently as he put my vague thoughts into words. "Just remember that whatever does happen...we all have to live with it too...including his nudity." he shuddered. "Sorry that you had to see it so soon."

    I forced a nod, squinting my eyes. "Thanks for the chat." I said, still trying to blink away the images of Harry that were still fresh on the brain. Liam shrugged back at me.

    "Anytime." He smiled at me. I smiled in return and then followed him back into the living room where Louis was now seated next to Harry on the couch.

    "Where did you get trousers?" I heard him ask. Harry looked smugly up at me; Louis' eyes followed. "'Ave you got another?" he questioned, his eyes pleading. "I can't walk into the hotel wearing the same clothes as yesterday." Louis stated a matter-of-factly, making me laugh at how similar the two were. Best friends. It was cute.

    "Does anyone else enjoy wearing female clothes outside in the general public where all their girly fans will probably recognize that they are indeed girls' clothes?" I questioned sarcastically, glancing around the living room. Louis raised his hand and Zayn rolled over on the couch, sitting up slightly to raise his as well. I was wondering at what moment did I stop questioning things.

    After retrieving another pair of sweats and a pair of old basketball shorts, I made sure for bring a pile of t-shirts as well. Plain v-necks and a couple shirts from an old bowling alley that I used to work at in high school. The items weren't all that stylish, but the boys were set on changing their attire just for the 10 minute walk a couple blocks down to the hotel.

    Before we left my apartment, I made sure everything was straightened up and put away. The alcohol was cleaned up, everything was washed, and the empty juice cartons were thrown away. No one really talked of it and it was as casual as can be. My fridge was mostly empty due to the fact that I'd be gone for nearly a month, but I had given Margaret from the office a key to check up on things occasionally. I had everything officially set and ready to go.

    With a tote bag and hoodie spare hoodie in hand, the boys and I made the quick walk down a couple blocks and to the hotel. There were about fifty fans waiting outside, a couple of them screaming as they saw us approach from a distance.

    "Quick, but polite. We're on a schedule." I informed them casually as we neared the hotel. They nodded in understanding before entering the contained group of fans.

    I gave them their space, hovering slightly behind them if they needed any assistance. Girls continued to ask for autographs and photos for a couple more minutes before Harry's distinct laugh attracted my attention. I looked in his direction and smiled at his interaction with the young girl as she stood, staring up at his beaming smile in awe. I then laughed at the fact that he was wearing a slightly low cut shirt of mine that clung to his chest a bit. It wasn't for a moment when I noticed a couple red marks along his collar bone, trailing up his neck a bit. Instantly I froze, my breath stopping in my lungs.

    My eyes wide in panic, I quickly approached Harry threw my hoodie over his shoulder, covering up his neck and collar bone. He quickly turned to me in surprise, wondering why I was forcefully pulling him through the crowd. I muttered "sorry's" and "he's gotta go's" as I passed through the girls, but at the moment I was too paranoid to care about any of the fans. Harry started to ask me what I was doing as we passed through the hotel lobby, but I waited until we got inside of the elevator before snatching the hoodie away from him.

    "What?!" he exclaimed frantically, his hands flailing at his sides. By the tone of his voice I could tell he was trying to be serious, but I could see the tiny pulls at the corner of his lips.

    "Your neck! You have bite marks on your neck! And collar bone!" I exclaimed, pushing him toward the reflective metal by the buttons of the elevator. I watched for a moment as he examined himself, then I covered my face, pacing back and forth. We couldn't have done all the much the night before.

    "So violent." he muttered playfully. I turned to see his fingers tracing along the vague marks, a smirk on his lips. I smacked him. "You and the hitting!" he exclaimed, turning to me with hard eyes.

    "Maybe if you weren't so provoking I wouldn't have to hit you!" I responded, flicking my eyebrows back at him.

    "Why hit me when you can just bite me next time." Harry chuckled, watching me intently as I removed my headband, turning around so he could see the spot. I could tell he was confused at first, but his face furrowed once he noticed it. "Ow." he breathed out.

    "Yeah, thanks." I responded as he continued to examine it. He ended up moving closer to me, his fingers trailing along my neck line, nearly erupting a sea of goosebumps on my skin. I pulled away from him before they appeared.

    "I don't remember." he mentioned, looking a bit disappointed as I put my headband back on. I watched him as he stood there in thought, slightly shaking his head. "We didn't even drink that much. Unless we just like, messed around in our sleep, but that's kind of weird." he thought out loud, looking up lightly. "Well, that would explain the death grip on your pillow this morning." Harry smirked. I went to hit him again, but his held up his index finger and raised his eyebrows at me.

    "I don't know." I huffed in frustration. I almost jumped as the elevator doors opened in front of us. I would've helped if one of us hit a button to go up. Instead, the rest of the guys stood there questionably. I smiled weakly before stepping to the side and letting them enter.

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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:28 PM



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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    BUMP!




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    I hate writer's block!




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    Anyone there???




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:29 PM

    What should I write next?




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:30 PM

    I need some serious help




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:30 PM

    I'm gonna go insane if no one reads this :(




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    I need to go to a mental hospital. Why is no one looking at this! Is it that bad???




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    Re: Sunshine & Shennigans: A Harry Styles Fanfiction

    Fri, Dec 7, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    This is taking soooooooooo looooooooooooooonnnggggg!!!!




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