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Harry opened the passenger's seat door for Addie with a cheeky grin, bowing down his torso and extending out his hand for her. "Milday,"

"Milord," she giggled, taking his hand and hopping in the car seat.

Harry closed the door and ran around the car to his side, sliding in and starting the engine. "The paparazzi are behind us."

Addie groaned. "I guess we're going to have to cut this short?"

"Nah," he grinned at her as he started driving on the roads of London. "So, I have a question."

"What's that?" She raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"Do you drink?" Harry looked at her.

Addie chuckled and looked outside the window. "It's almost nightfall."

The London streets were turning darker by the minute, the sky having a mix of pink, orange, and blue. Streetlights were turning on and men and women walked along the sidewalks with their coats.

"Don't change the topic, come on." Harry playfully pushed Addie's shoulder.

She slapped his hands away, sticking her tongue out. "Fine. Yes, I drink."

"Gotcha," He winked at her.

"Why are you asking?" Addie questioned, looking outside the window.

Harry took a breath and shrugged. "Thinking of bringing you to this lovely bar nearby. If that's okay with you?"

"Okay," said Addie, "but only if I can take off the wig."

"Fine. The boys will be there, anyway." Harry shrugged. "And a few friends."

Addie raised her eyebrows at him. "Friends?"

"Just a few." He smiled. "You'll get along with them, I promise. We can go to your place first and change, if you want."

"Okay, yeah." Addie nodded. "Good."

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"You look pretty." Harry nodded when Addie came out of her bathroom. She wore a bright yellow strapless dress, its skirt flowing down a few inches above her knee. She had a brown belt around her waist and to accent it, a brown bag and flats.

Addie grinned and looked at Harry from top to bottom--he had changed into a white shirt, a black blazer, and a pair of black jeans. "You look good, too."

He shrugged. "It's a good thing I had a change of clothes in the car."

"The paparazzi caught us, though." Addie walked to her dresser and started applying a little amount of makeup.

"It's fine," Harry stated. "Both being photographed and your makeup-free face."

Addie rolled her eyes. "It's only mascara and eyeliner."

"How do you not poke your eye?" Harry sat on Addie's bed, watching her.

She shrugged. "Magic,"

Harry chuckled and raised his eyebrows. "Ready?"

"Mhmm," Addie smiled and pulled up Harry from her bed. The two walked down the stairs and outside the house where they were greeted by flashing lights.

Harry opened Addie's door for her and ran to his side, closing his door immediately with no comments on any questions asked from the men outside.

"Well, that was flashy." Harry chuckled. He started the car and drove out of the driveway.

"Nice word." Addie laughed.

"I have a great vocabulary." Harry grinned. "Anyway, the club's not so far from here."

"Club?" Addie repeated. "Like, dancing and shit?"

"Yeah," Harry nodded.

"But I don't, like, dance."

"Then don't."

"So what else am I going to do there, then? I'm pretty sure you would dance and grind on some poor girl."

Harry laughed. "You can drink there, plus the only person I plan to dance with doesn't dance."

Addie's cheeks burned. "Sorry."

"Who said it was you?" Harry smirked.

"Whatever,"

The rest of the ride was silent, the only sound being produced was Harry humming along to the song playing on the radio. He had a smug on the whole car ride, and Addie had the urge to jump on him and tear it off.

Harry stopped the car after a good fifteen minutes of silence in front of a nightclub with neon lights flashing outside. A red carpet was on the ground with people walking on it and smiling at photographers.

"Is this like an event or something?" Addie asked Harry, swishing her head towards him.

"Quite." He nodded. "It's Louis's birthday."

"Jesus Christ you brought me to a birthday party." Addie's fingers went up to her temple. "A celebrity's birthday party. With other celebrities in it."

"Relax, just don't panic when you meet them." Harry waved a hand.

"No, no, no," Addie shook her head violently. "I can't go in there!"

"Why not?"

"I just can't!" Addie shrieked.

"Just come with me, please. The guys miss you, plus Sam and Charlie are in there." Harry begged.

Addie's eyes widened. "What are they doing there?"

"Niall invited them." Harry shrugged.

"I'm not invited!" Addie screamed. "Yeah! That's why I can't go! I'm not invited!"

Harry rolled his eyes. "You're my plus one, now let's go."

Addie took in a few breaths, calming herself. She opened her bag and got out a pill, popping it in her mouth and swallowing it with ease.

"Don't you need water for that?" Harry watched her.

She shook her head. "Nah, let's go."

Harry's eyebrows went up but obeyed her, stepping out of his seat and going around to open Addie's door for her. He reached for the handle but Addie opened it already herself, stepping out and tangling her fingers with Harry's as she faced camera flashes.

Harry threw his keys at a man waiting nearby and turned around to face Addie. "You ready?"

"Yeah," she breathed out.

They walked down the carpeted area, cameras following their every move. They didn't stop walking until they reached the staff waiting by the door.

"Mr. Styles," he nodded at him.

"This is Addie." Harry smiled at him. "She's with me."

He nodded once again and opened the door for the two, blaring music greeting them.

"Who was that?" Addie whispered to Harry as they entered the club.

"I have no idea." Harry chuckled. He spotted Louis at the bar, talking to a few people.

Harry wrapped his arm around Addie's waist and started walking to the bar, smiling at familiar faces.

"Hey, Lou," Harry called.

Louis turned around and grinned, attacking the two with a bone-crushing hug. "Hey!" He looked at Addie from top to bottom with his eyebrows playing. "Addie, you look great!"

"Back off, lad." Harry playfully pushed Louis off the two.

"Happy Birthday," Addie smiled.

"Thank you," he pointed at her.

"Cut down the drinks, yeah?" Zayn appeared behind Louis, his arms going around Louis's neck.

"No, thank you." Louis pointed at him, flicking his nose.

"Come on," Harry pulled on Addie's hand. "I'll introduce you to a few friends."

Addie swallowed hard. "Can I say hi to Sam first?"

"Alright," Harry nodded. "Meet me back here in five, yeah?"

"Okay," she turned around to leave but Harry pulled her back, kissing her check lightly.

"You know where you're going?" Harry whispered.

"I'll be fine," Addie smiled at him.

Harry studied her and looked at Louis. "You know where Sam is?"

"Which one?" Louis shouted.

"Redhead." Addie chirped in.

"Upstairs at one of the tables." Zayn nodded towards the stairs close behind him.

Addie muttered a thanks before slipping out of Harry's arm. She went up the stairs and stretched up her neck, looking for a girl with bright red hair.

She spotted her sitting with Niall, a shot glass in her hand.

"Sam," Addie stood in front of the table.

She looked up with wide eyes. "Addie! Oh, thank god you're here!"

Niall muttered a greeting before standing up and leaving the two, giving Sam a quick kiss on the cheek.

Addie sat on the seat across Sam and her eyes popped out. "Dude, what am I going to do?"

"Don't dude me." Sam giggled. Addie glared at her and she cleared her throat, nodding. "Anyway, there are at least five people here who are on the List."

"Five?" Addie shrieked. "I can't hide from five!"

"Especially in a nightclub!" Sam's arms waved around. "Full of celebrity people!"

"This is fucking hell." Addie groaned.

"Hey," Sam smiled softly at her. "Go have a nice time with Harry before worrying about your slut exes."

"He's going to introduce me to people!" Addie whisper-shouted at her.

"Then get drunk,"

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Notes

I know--it took me soooo long to upload. Sorry about that. I got caught up in cleaning my room.

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