Disconnect [Harry Styles]

Jenna and her family decide to go to London England for their family vacation for the summer. While wandering around the streets of London with her cousin, Erika, they sneak into a night club not know the boys of One Direction are partying there..

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5. Chapter 5

   We arrived at the movies and just sat in the car. "Do you see any fans?" I look around the area and shrug. "Don't see any right now." Harry nods and we get out of the car, quickly making our way inside. "Louis, you grab the popcorn, harry grabs the tickets and we'll grab the drinks." Well all nod and I grab Erika's arm, pulling her to the counter. We ordered the drinks and look around for the other boys. "Found Lou," I said, spotting Louis walking away from the food court. "Hey," I yelled out, making him turn his head. "Where's Harry?" Before I could answer, Erika interrupted. "He's still in line buying the tickets." We both nod and walk over beside the ticket counter, leaning up against the wall. 

 

 "Okay, let's go," Harry says walking over. He hands us all a ticket and we line up to get in. We walk in the theater and look around. "Let's sit all the way at the top so we don't get recognized too quickly." Harry whispers to us and we all make our way to the back of the theater. Just in time too, the lights go off and the screen turns on. "Yo Jenna, pass the popcorn," Louis leans over Harry and takes a handful of popcorn, spilling some on the ground in the mean time. "Louis!" I say, earning shushes from in front of us. "Shh, no yelling in the movie theater." I glare at him as he helps himself with the popcorn. 

 

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 "That's officially my favourite Disney movie," Louis says, walking over to Harry's car. "I got to agree with you. That little snowman is hilarious!" Harry adds in. We get in his car and he starts the engine. "So..what now?" We all look at each other for answers. "Back to the flat?" Erika suggests. "But there's nothing to do there, let's go have some fun," Louis whines, turning around in his seat to look at us. "Then, what do you want to do?" Erika asks. Before he could reply, I butt in. "What's your version of fun?" I narrow my eyes at him and Harry smirks, trying not to laugh. "Golfing?" I laugh and lean back in my seat. "Yeah, not going to happen." Erika nods in agreement. "Oh, come on! It'll be fun! Right, Harry?" I roll my eyes and look out the window watching the scenery go by. "I don't even know how to play anyways." Harry looks at me through the mirror. "we could teach you," I smile slightly blushing at Harry's words. 'We' meaning 'him'. I shake my head once more, not giving in. "No way." "Well I guess you'll be sitting in the grass while we go golfing," I glare at both of them and groan. "You guys owe me after this." I see Harry smile at the corner of my eye and Louis' eyes lighten up. "Golfing it is!" I roll my eyes and lean my head against the window." This is going to be a long day. 

 

 We get to the golf course and I'm the last one out of the car. Harry and Louis walks over to buy their golf stuff and I wait by the car with Erika. "I can't believe you got us into this." She complains to me, looking at the ground. "They were going to take us here if we liked it or not." I sigh and hear Harry yell over to us. "Come on, girls!" I groan and start walking. "Let's get this over with." Erika nods and follows behind me to the boys. 

   

"Ok, stand like this," Harry demonstrates the standing position. I watch him carefully and try to copy him. "Now, swing your arm back and," he swings his arm back and hits the ball. I watch as the golf ball flies into the air. "Now you try," I glare at him and he chuckles. he stands behind me and puts his arm around me, grabbing hold of the golf club. he gently brings my arm back. "Keep your eye on the ball." He steps back and I swing my arm forward, hitting the ball. "Getting the hang of it?" I look back at him and smile. "Yes." 

 

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