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HARRY walked into the stadium with a smile. The girl he had seen less than a week ago was standing on the stage, looking around at the seats. She was wearing a tie-dye crop top with patterns in the shape of red hearts. She paired this with white jeans and red sneakers. Harry was wearing a white shirt and black shorts. Clicks of her camera were the only noise coming from her. She soon put her camera down and sat down.

Harry bent down and sprinted to the steps, making sure she didn't see him. "Boo!" He shouted, making her scream. Harry cupped his hand over her mouth while laughing, then sat down beside her. "Harry!" She groaned, moving his hand away. He hugged her and smiled.

"Prairie!" He mocked. She grinned. "You suck." She said, nudging her shoe with his. Their feet dangled off the stage. "You got here before me! How is that fair, exactly?" He questioned. "I got here like ten minutes ago, so I haven't been here long, superstar." She teased. "You still got here before me!" He exclaimed. "By ten minutes!" She replied in the same manner.

"And you went on my stage!"

"Yes. Yes, I did." She replied, putting her hand on her hip and looking at him challengingly. His jaw dropped. "You can't out sass me!"

"Just did, Harry!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

Harry got up and scooped her up in his arms, his arms on her legs as he threw her over his shoulder. "Harry!" She laughed. He snickered and put her down.

Prairie picked her camera up. "Can I take a picture of you?" Harry questioned. Who could say no to Harry Styles? Although she was scared to death of anyone holding it, she hesitantly responded with a, "Please don't drop it."

She handed the device to him and he looked at her. "Strike a pose, Prairie!"

She laughed at his childish grin and heard her camera shutter. "How do I look at it?" He asked. Prairie stood by his side, ignoring their skin touching. He held one side of the camera while she held the other to pull up the images. She clicked on the recent one.

Harry made a small gasp and faced her. She looked at him. The photo was beautiful in his eyes. Prairie's eyes were squinted and she was leaning slightly forward. The stage light was behind her, illuminating her hair. "You look like an angel!" He told her. Prairie would have sunk into a seat if she were sitting. She knew her cheeks were burning.

"Harry! C'mon, bud, time to change." Jeffery told him. Harry turned around. "See you in an hour, love." He said, handing her the camera. "See you, Harry." She replied.

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a/n- short chapter for now :)