Pinky Promises

"Well tell me something. Tell me a lie." I asked him. He thought to himself for a moment and then smiled. "I hate you." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. I turned to face him. "Now tell me something true." I whispered. "I love you. I could never hurt you and I never will." He finally spoke. I giggled to myself. "Promise?" I stuck my pinky up at him. He intertwined his pinky with mine and leaned in next to my ear. "Promise."


50. 'Good Morning Jennifer'

It's been a few days since the interview and thankfully, it's slowly dying down. Well, in America anyway. I know I'm going to hear about it from my mum when I get home. Kaylie woke up right next to me as always, and I was glad. She rolled over and stared into my eyes.

"What are you looking at?" I asked her.

"Just this amazing guy in the world." She mumbled.

"I'm looking at the most beautiful girl in the world." I told her. She blushed and sat up, looking around the room. She looked at her phone a giggled.

"Hun, can you go out and buy tampons and pads?" she asked me. I gave her a strange look.

"Is there something you forgot to tell me?" I joked at her. She shook her head.

"Olivia needs some and I can't go out to the store."

"Why not?"

"Hello? The doctor sights have told me I can't drive."

"Well, don't we have any?"

"No, she used them all."

"Well, why doesn't she just go to the store?"

"Harry, I don't think you understand girls at all."

"Well, where's Niall?"

"I guess he went out for a drink."

"Okay, that's a lie." I took her phone, reading the message. Sadly, I was mistaken. "Hey, can you or Harry get me some pads and tampons? Niall's out drinking and we have none here):" she sent. I rolled out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, checking under the sink and in the cabinets.

"There has to be at least one in here." I shouted, dumping everything on the ground. Kaylie giggled in the background.

"Harry, why don't you get the fact that you have to go and get them?"

"Kaylie, there are people outside. Living things like us who know me. Harry Styles. The Harry Styles of One Direction." I began to freak.

"Harry, don't become such a drama queen. Just go out and do something nice for someone." She smiled, getting off the bed. I shook my head.

"I don't even like Olivia. She's just... there."

"Well maybe don't do it for her, but instead, do it for me. Please?" she asked, standing close to me. The gap was no more between us as her hands went to past my collarbone and to my cheeks as her hands rested there. I rolled my eyes and grabbed her hands with mine.

"Fine." and with that, I grabbed my coat, keys, and wig that I had at the night of the concert. "If I'm shopping like a lady, I might as well be dressed like one."

"Harry, stop acting like a child. Be a civilized being and walk into the store, grab what you need, and walk out." she smiled, kissing me. I dropped the wig and rolled my eyes.

"Do you want anything?"  I asked her, hesitating.

"Maybe some chips, soda, sub sandwiches, and cookies, please!" she smiled, asking for subway.

"Fine, I'll be back." I mumbled, walking out of the hotel room to my car. When I got into my car, I could tell by the people around my car that this day wasn't going to be good. I quickly drove to subway and smiled at the lady.

"Hello, how many subs?" she asked, trying not to smile. I could tell she knew who I was.

"One, please. I need a turkey sub on herb and cheese bread, American cheese, not toasted." I replied. She nodded and put the sandwich together.

"So where'd you get your blonde hair done?" she winked, looking now where besides the sandwich. I rolled my eyes.

"I'd like lettuce, tomato, pickles, chopped carrots, and ranch, please." I ignored her question and continued with the order. She built the sandwich and smiled.

"Any cookies today?" she asked with a cheerful smile.

"Maybe some chocolate chip and can I have a bag of lays?" I asked. She nodded and punched the order into the cash register. I paid for it and I left to the store next door. I quickly walked in and smiled at the lady who was staring at me.

"Good morning." I greeted. She noticed two things. One, that I was Harry Styles, and Two, I was in my pj's. I made my way over to the fridge area and grabbed out two sprites, one for Jordan and another for Olivia. I could tell from experience from my sister that she's going to have stomach pains. I also grabbed some alieve from the medical area and then made my way over to where all the soups and bathroom stuff would be and found myself in an aisle full of pads and tampons. Different sizes and different kinds. I rolled my eyes and flipped my phone out of my pocket, dialing up Kaylie.

"Hey babe, how's the shopping going?"

"What kind of pads do I get? And what size tampons?"

"I'm not sure, just get one of each kind."

"Well how big of a crotch does she have?"

"...did you just ask your girlfriend about her best friend's vag-area?"

"You know what I mean."

"..I kinda don't."

"Babe. I don't want people seeing me here. What size do I get?"

"Just get any! I have to go, I'm literally dying over here." and with that, she hung up. I rolled my eyes and grabbed one of each kind like Kaylie said and rushed over to the cash register. The man behind it looked at me, and then the items I had selected.

"Do you need lipstick with that, Jennifer?" he joked, scanning the items.

"This is for a friend." I snapped.

"That's what they all say." he mumbled, putting the items in a dark blue bag that, thankfully, wasn't see-through.

"Can you quit with the girly jokes?" I asked, putting my hand on the counter.

"Wow, someone's on their period." he hissed in a playful way. I rolled my eyes and slapped my credit card on the counter.

"Just hurry up so I can get out of here."

"Right away, ma'am." he smiled, putting the card through the slot. I tapped the numbers in and grabbed my card back.

"Have a great day, miss."

"Fuck off." is all I said to the man. I could see by the look on his face that my comment did nothing. I rushed out and over to the car to see paparazzi all over the place. Great, just great.

"Harry, what did you buy?" one asked me

"They look like tampons." another answered in a snarl. I sighed and kept a straight face the whole time.

"I thought Kaylie was pregnant." another noted.

"It's for Olivia." I mumbled, grabbing my keys out of my back pocket.

"Shouldn't Niall be buying her stuff?" one asked.

"He's not home. Can you please get out of the road so I can drive?" I asked them as I hopped into the car and started the ignition. They all piled away from the road but still next to my window.

"Harry, can you tell us about the concert? Why were you dressed like a girl?"

"Harry, can you answer our questions." I ignored everyone and smiled to myself. Thankfully, I was about to go home. Well, that's what I thought. A few seconds of driving away from subway, my car hit a sharp object, popping one of my wheels.

"Fuck." I mumbled, stepping out of the car and over to the back of the car. Thankfully, I had a spare.

"Harry, are those tampons for you?" one asked.

"Why did you sing Little Things to Kaylie?"

"If you were a girl and no one was around to know, would it really make a sound?"

"What the hell?" I mumbled, putting the new wheel in. These questions were getting a bit weird.

"Harry, answer us please?"

"I'm male." is all I gave them as I sat back into my car and quickly drove to the hotel.

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