Stuck Up
Chapter 1
Harry's POV
Once again on tour with my bandmates, Niall,Zayn,Louis, and 'Daddy Liam'. We decided to go eat out after our concert in florida. (as usual) Everyone's taking note of my bored tone and look. I can't help it if my bandmates are like dumb broken records, doing the same thing over and over again. 'what up with the act Haz?' Louis questioned. Niall burst into a fitful cackling laughter, which usually, no I'm lying. It ALWAYS sounded like nails on a chalkboard to me.
'you guys are like broken records, and frankly I'm getting bored and tired of it....' they looked at me as if the couldn't comprehend English. I sighed dramatically. 'always doing the same damn thing all the time! I'm getting sick of it, you guys are like dumb broken records....' by now I was so into what was saying I just let it all out. 'Niall, you laugh at everything, and it sounds like nails on a chalkboard. Louis, your voice is too nasal and high-pitched, you sound preferably gay. Zayn,You look like a hobo everyday saying the same thing everyday! And Liam's fear of spoons is rather ridiculous! Not to mention how he's a big push over...' I got out the car and walked into the restraunt, leaving them looking hurt, baffled, and a little ticked. But why should I care? There's nothing wrong with me....I believe I'm the whole package.
Feeling releaved that they still haven't came in I decided to get a table for one, maybe I can just sit and clear my mind. I start walking over to my table, when a girl with dark hair and mild tanned skin tone, runs into me. Head first. We both fall to the floor. 'gee can you watch where you're going next time!' a say sarcastically. She looked me in the eye. That's when I noticed she had a pretty shade of green eyes, not as emerald and deep as mine but they're brighter than mine, and she has a small amount of freckles dusted over her cheeks, and when she spoke, she sounded a lot more sweet than I thought she would.
'oh I'm so sorry! I was talking to my dad on the phone, a-a-and I wasn't looking to where I was headed and-' 'it's quite alright.' I say shrugging. She is absolutly gorgeous...she probably thinks the same about me I'm sure but for her...yeah. 'at least let me make it up to you, I've soiled your outfit with my drink.' I offer as I walk her to my table and pull up an extra chair. 'well you dont have to, but if you insist...' 'oh, darling, I insist...' I stuck out my hand and she shook it. 'Harry Styles' she smiled a sweet shy smile. 'Madison Williams, my friends call me Maddy.'
oh yeah, this is seriously not the normal routine...
Once again on tour with my bandmates, Niall,Zayn,Louis, and 'Daddy Liam'. We decided to go eat out after our concert in florida. (as usual) Everyone's taking note of my bored tone and look. I can't help it if my bandmates are like dumb broken records, doing the same thing over and over again. 'what up with the act Haz?' Louis questioned. Niall burst into a fitful cackling laughter, which usually, no I'm lying. It ALWAYS sounded like nails on a chalkboard to me.
'you guys are like broken records, and frankly I'm getting bored and tired of it....' they looked at me as if the couldn't comprehend English. I sighed dramatically. 'always doing the same damn thing all the time! I'm getting sick of it, you guys are like dumb broken records....' by now I was so into what was saying I just let it all out. 'Niall, you laugh at everything, and it sounds like nails on a chalkboard. Louis, your voice is too nasal and high-pitched, you sound preferably gay. Zayn,You look like a hobo everyday saying the same thing everyday! And Liam's fear of spoons is rather ridiculous! Not to mention how he's a big push over...' I got out the car and walked into the restraunt, leaving them looking hurt, baffled, and a little ticked. But why should I care? There's nothing wrong with me....I believe I'm the whole package.
Feeling releaved that they still haven't came in I decided to get a table for one, maybe I can just sit and clear my mind. I start walking over to my table, when a girl with dark hair and mild tanned skin tone, runs into me. Head first. We both fall to the floor. 'gee can you watch where you're going next time!' a say sarcastically. She looked me in the eye. That's when I noticed she had a pretty shade of green eyes, not as emerald and deep as mine but they're brighter than mine, and she has a small amount of freckles dusted over her cheeks, and when she spoke, she sounded a lot more sweet than I thought she would.
'oh I'm so sorry! I was talking to my dad on the phone, a-a-and I wasn't looking to where I was headed and-' 'it's quite alright.' I say shrugging. She is absolutly gorgeous...she probably thinks the same about me I'm sure but for her...yeah. 'at least let me make it up to you, I've soiled your outfit with my drink.' I offer as I walk her to my table and pull up an extra chair. 'well you dont have to, but if you insist...' 'oh, darling, I insist...' I stuck out my hand and she shook it. 'Harry Styles' she smiled a sweet shy smile. 'Madison Williams, my friends call me Maddy.'
oh yeah, this is seriously not the normal routine...
