One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Smile to Paparazzi //Harry//

"They are so annoying." You mumbled as you sat across from your boyfriend of two years, Harry. He nodded his head in agreement as he stuck his spoon into his yogurt. He loaded it with the creamy goodness, shoving it in his mouth.

"Just ignore them." He adviced swallowing the yogurt in his mouth. He loaded the spoon up again, bringing it to your lips this time. You smiled and leaned forward, eating the yogurt. "Good, huh?" He asked with a smile. You giggled, nodding your head at him. You picked up your Starbucks latte and took small sips from it. Harry finished the yogurt, the sounds of camera's clicking and paps calling out to you guys filled the air. You looked around at the people who were starting to show up. News about you two being there was spreading quickly. Harry looked behind him, smiling to one of the paps before standing up. He reached for your hand helping you stand up as well.

"Let's get out of here." He whispered to you, pecking your lips.

"Yes, lets go." You scurried away with Harry, giggling as he said some jokes, trying to make you laugh.