I just finished pulling my brown boots on when I heard Abby singing from the bathroom, and when I walked closer to the bathroom I heard she was singing ‘Best Song Ever’ one of One Direction’s singles, and it brought a smile to my face. I remember when we were filming the music video and Abby visited the set, she had no idea what she walking into.

”Harry, where are you? I’ve been walking around the set for 15 minutes trying to find you,” Abby yelled into the phone as I watched her looking for me from across the room. I was currently dressed as ‘Marcel’ and getting ready to do one of my bits in the video.

“I told you, I’m wearing a sweater vest and some brown pants,” I, playfully, said into the phone. She turned to face me and when she did a look of confusion and disgust came upon her face.

“The only person wearing anything remotely close to that is some…nerd,” Abby said with distaste and it caused me to laugh.

“That nerd is me, love,” I told her as I hung up the phone and approached her.

“Oh my gosh! You look so dorky!” She exclaimed as she threw her arms around me and hugged me. “Oh man, this is great. Let me take a photo of you!” I posed with my thumbs up and a nerdy look on my face. “That’s so your new contact photo,” she said as she pocketed her phone and looked at me again.

“Do you like my disguise?” I asked her as I turned around in a circle.

“Oh, I love it,” she said with a smirk. I looked behind Abby and saw Zayn approaching her and signaling to keep quiet.

“That’s where you ran off to, Harry! I’ve been looking all over for you,” Zayn exclaimed, in his disguise as Veronica, as he threw his arms around me. I looked at Abby and saw a glare on her face. “You said you wouldn’t be long, babe. I’ve been waiting for 20 minutes! I started to get cold!”

“Hi! I’m Abby, Harry’s girlfriend,” Abby, sickly, said as ‘Veronica’ still faced me.

“Why hello, I’m Veronica!” Zayn said as he turned around to face Abby and then it dawned on her who Veronica really was.

“OH MY GOSH THIS IS HYSTERICAL!! I seriously thought you were a woman!” Abby exclaimed as she threw her arms around Zayn in a hug. “Wait a minute, is that my blouse?!” Abby yelled as she pointed at Zayn’s shirt.

“Eleanor and Perrie wouldn’t let me borrow one, so Harry stole one of yours,” Zayn, nonchalantly, said.

“You hardly wear it,” I told her with the roll of my eyes.

“I know, I’m just really offended because you pull it off better than me,” she said, covering her mouth with her hand. Her statement caused us both to laugh at her before pulling her in for a hug.

“Oh my god, Abby?! Is that you?! I’ve heard so much about,” Liam, excitedly, said as he walked up in his Leroy costume and pulled Abby in for a hug.

“I can’t handle this right now. I can already tell this video is going to be epic,” Abby said with laughter as she took in Liam’s appearance.

“Said I had a dirty mouth,” Abby sand as she wiggled her hips and a smirk took over my face as I pulled her into my chest.

“I got a dirty mouth,” I said while poking Abby’s nose and it resulted in Abby giggling at me.

“You ruined my performance!” Abby joked as she went back to applying her makeup.

“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help myself,” I told her as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“I forgive you,” she said before turning around in my arms to kiss me on the lips.

“Are you almost ready?” I mumbled against her lips and felt her nod her head.

“Yep, just need to put my lipstick on,” she said as she turned around and did the previously mentioned action. “All done, how do I look?” She asked as she did a full circle so I could take in her outfit.

“Amazing,” I smiled at her. She had on a black dress that had big cut outs on the side at the end of the torso and then it had a flowy skirt. She had on a pair of maroon heels and her usual jewelry plus a matching bracelet. Her hair was curled so it had this vintage look to it and it really suited her. “Now come on, everyone is waiting on us.”

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Abby said as she grabbed her clutch and I helped her pull her coat on.

We got into the cab that was waiting for us outside of the house and quickly made our way to Funky Buddha, once we arrived the bouncer at the door let us in immediately and I took Abby’s hand while I made our way over to the VIP section where the rest of our friends were. We greeted everyone before Abby went to the bar to get us each a drink.

“Hey mate, where’s Abby? I wanna do shots!” Niall exclaimed as he walked up to me. He’s really taken up drinking ever since him and Charlotte broke up a month ago.

“Uh, she went to the bar to get drinks, but that was fifteen minutes ago,” I told him while I looked around the VIP area. “I’m gonna go check on her,” I told Niall who nodded his head before walking off to do who knows what. I made my way out of our section and weaved in between the dancing bodies until I found myself at the bar. I looked up and down the bar until my eyes fell on Abby, I could tell she was trying to get the bartender’s attention to order our drinks but a guy was giving her a hard time. I slowly made my way over to her.

“Look, guy! I’m engaged, now leave me alone!” Abby yelled, trying to get her point across before turning back to the bar.

“Yeah, well what’s a pretty little thing like you doing engaged? You look so young,” the guy purred to Abby and I saw her gag. I saw him reach over and graze her arm with a sick look on his face. “In plus, I don’t see your fiancée anywhere.”

“I’m right here,” I said as I stood behind him, he turned around and started to laugh. “Something funny?”

“You’re engaged to this guy?” The guy said to Abby in between his laughter. “Isn’t he in that stupid boy band One Direction?”

“Yes, but he’s more than a stupid boy in a boy band, okay? So fuck off,” Abby spat in his face before pushing him away and pulling me beside her.

“I’m more than a stupid boy in a boy band?” I asked her with a smug smile on my face as I kissed her temple.

“Well, you’re stupid but not because you’re in a boy band,” she joked and I faked hurt. “I’m just kidding! Although you have your moments.”

“I know,” I, sadly, told her which caused her to smile at me before kissing my lips. “What’s taking you so long to get our drinks?” I asked her.

“That guy kept bothering me every time the bartender would come over!” Abby exclaimed as she finally waved the bartender down and ordered our drinks.

“What can I get for the lovely lady?” The bartender asked and I immediately glared at him while placing a protective hand around Abby’s waist.

“Can I get a Stella and also a jack and coke,” Abby told him before turning to look at me. “What’s the matter?” Abby asked.

“Everyone is staring at you like you’re a piece of meat, I don’t like it,” I, openly, admitted to her while looking down at her.

“I’m sorry, Harry. Maybe my dress was too much?” She looked down at her outfit. I made her lift her head by placing my index and middle finger underneath her chin.

“Don’t apologize for being beautiful,” I told her before placing a kiss on her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Abby said. After another minute the bartender brought us back our drinks and Abby handed me my beer. I grabbed her hand and led her back to the VIP area.

“Abbbby!!!!! Let’s do shots!” Niall exclaimed as soon as we touched foot in our lounge.

“How much has he had to drink already?” Abby asked me while following Niall over to a table.

“Too much,” I told her with a smile tugging at my face. I watched as Abby and Niall did four rounds of shots and I just knew tonight wouldn’t be pretty once I get Abby home. I was currently talking to Louis about, god knows what he’s drunk and doesn’t even make sense, when Abby came running up to me.

“Let’s go dance, Harry!” Abby slurred while she pulled me to the dance floor. Abby pressed herself against, with a smirk on her face, as she grinded her hips against mine. “You’re not drunk enough, Harry.” Abby said while she shoved her drink in my face, I took it and quickly drank it, but not before noticing that there was more jack than coke. I made a face before setting the cup somewhere and putting my hands on Abby’s hip and pulling her closer.

“Feel better?” She whispered into my ear, her lips lightly brushing it, and making me squirm.

“Oh yeah,” I muttered into her ear, letting a smirk take over. Abby smiled at me as she moved her hands to my neck and brought my face closer to hers, I could feel her breath against my lips but she was making no move to pull me closer. “You tease,” I growled to her and saw her smirk. Just as I moved my face forward I felt someone rip Abby from my grip.

“Come on, babe. I’m gonna make you change your mind about that bloody bloke!” The same guy from the bar pulled her from me and pressed her against him before forcefully grinding her against her. Abby tried to pull away from him but he was too strong for her small frame. I balled my hands into fist before walking over to them, I grabbed Abby’s forearm and pulled her behind me. I heard her yelp, but I’d apologize to her later.

“What the bloody hell is your problem?!” I yelled at the guy as I took a step closer to him. “She told she’s taken and I’m right fucking here!”

“Trying to show her who a real man is,” the guy smartly countered.

“Yeah, you’re a real man. You set your eyes on a girl and when you find out she’s engaged and that isn’t good enough for you, so you try to rip her from her man’s arms. Yes, you’re a real man, mate,” I sarcastically told him. I could see his blood boiling and before I knew it I saw him wind his fist back and punch me in the jaw.

“And what the fuck would you know about being a real man?!” The guy yelled in my face, as I gripped my jaw.

“I don’t treat a girl like she’s a piece of meat! I treat her like she deserves to be treated, like a bloody princess!” I yelled as I brought my fist back and hit him in the face. Before I could hit him back a bouncer came in between and threw us apart. I flew into Abby who steadied me before examining my jaw by gently sliding her fingers over it.

“Are you okay?” She whispered and I nodded my head.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” I told her with a smile. The bouncer approached us, with a very serious look on his face.

“He says you started it, Styles,” Henry, the bouncer, said to me and I heard Abby scoff from beside me. “But I’d like to hear your side.”

“Easy, he was hitting on Abby and she didn’t like it. He threw the first punch,” I told him and he nodded at me with understanding.

“I figured that much. You’ve never caused problems here, neither of you,” Henry said while quickly looking at Abby. “Unfortunately, to make it look fair, I’ve got to throw you guys out but you can sneak back in through the back.”

“No need for that, I think we’re going to head home and nurse his bruising jaw,” Abby spoke before pushing me towards the exit.

“Thanks anyways, Henry!” I yelled back at him and he tipped his head at me. We got outside and into a cab and Abby didn’t speak to me until we shut the door to our house thirty minutes later.

“Harry, why would you do that?” Abby asked as she walked into the kitchen.

“I was defending your honor, Abby. I had no idea I was doing something wrong,” I told her as I followed her. She tossed me a bag of frozen veggies, followed with a towel.

“You could have gotten more than a bruised jaw, Harry. That guy was bigger than you,” she told me as she pulled out a bottle of water.

“I don’t care! Ow,” I said as I tried to yell but my hurt jaw stopped me from doing so.

“Be careful,” Abby told me as she moved the veggies away to look at my jaw.

“I was just trying to defend your honor, babe,” I told her as I pressed my forehead against hers.

“I know, but I’d like my fiancée to not have bruises on his face, or anything worse than that. I quite like this face a lot,” Abby told me with a smirk.

“I’ll keep my anger under wraps.”

“Thank you,” Abby said before pressing a kiss to my lips and going upstairs. I tossed the veggies back in the freezer before running up the stairs after Abby. By the time I walked into our room Abby was pulling one of my shirts over her head.

“Why do we fight so much lately?” I asked her as I started to unbutton my shirt.

“I don’t know, we’re under a lot of fire right now for our engagement,” she said as she started to turn our bed down. I climbed under the covers once I got my jeans off and I was just about to curl up to Abby when she spoke.

“It’s your turn to turn the light off,” Abby mumbled before turning away from me. I let out a groan before standing up and walking over to the light switch and turning it off.

“It’s always my turn,” I told her once I got back in bed and wrapped my arms around her waist. We were silent for a few minutes and I knew Abby wasn’t asleep.

“Maybe we need to go on a vacation for a few days, and just forget the tabloids and Twitter and everything,” Abby suggested as I played with her hair.

“Holmes Chapel for a few days?” I asked her.

“Holmes Chapel,” Abby said and shortly after I heard her breathing even out, and that was a sign she had fallen asleep.

Notes

Abby

Title Credit:
Song: Yellow Submarine
Band: The Beatles