They walk down a street in london. Paparazzi following them, so they are really annoyed. They all wearing hoodies with the hoods up, so the paparazzi don’t get that good photos and crazy fangirls don’t notice them. You walk at the same street, looking at you phone. Suddenly you feel something hard against your chest. You look up, directly in Harry Styles eyes. All the boys looking at you annoyed now.