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"Can I sit next to you?" Harry asked.  

"If you can find room," I said gesturing to the huge guy sitting next to me, asleep.  

"Hmmmmm." Harry made a playful thinking face and then shoved me up from my seat.  

"What are you doing!?" I yelled, a little bit louder than necessary.  

"You'll see," he said as he slipped behind me and plunked himself down in my seat. He then gripped my waist and pulled me onto his lap.  

"See this isn't so bad, is it?" He smiled like a little kid. I was beginning to get the sense he did that a lot.  

I turned around and flicked him on the nose.  

"It's not as good as you think."  

"Oooh, sassy. Just the way I like 'em." He winked and I rolled my eyes.  

"Whatever. Anyway, what do you do for a living?" I said with a smile.  

"Are you serious?" He looked at me like I had 5 heads.  

"Yes. I'm serious. Why? Are you famous?" I smirked.  

"Yeah. I'm Harry Styles from One Direction."  

"Ha ha very funny."  

"I'm being serious. The rest of the band is over there. The security guards are sleeping. I'm lucky I even got over here." 

"Wait so you're telling me that you're from One Direction? The start of the new British Invasion?"  

"Yeah," Harry said laughing.  

"Well, tell me all about you Mr. Harry Styles. Are all the rumors true?" I gave him a fake-serious stare and he burst out laughing. His laugh was sexy.  

"Well Ms. Jennifer..." He looked at me.  

"Jacobs. Jennifer Jacobs."  

"Well Ms. Jennifer Jacobs, what rumors have you heard?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively. God, he was good at playing up his hotness.  

"Hmmm--" 

"Harry?" I was interrupted by another British guy who I recognized as well. Liam! "Who's this?"  

"Jennifer. Nice to meet you Liam." I stuck my hand out. I caught a glimpse of Harry's face. He was staring at me with a shocked and faux-hurt expression.  

"You remember him and not me?" He clutched his chest and I giggled.  

"What's there to remember about you?"