Restless [Reckless Sequel] || Harry Styles AU (DISCONTINUED)

SELENA GOMEZ IS SO HOT OMFG

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Miami Beach, Miami, Florida
June 4th, 2015

Jess

"This is a nice fucking car," Gemma's friend, Aimee, gushed.

I laughed. "I know. Too bad it's a rental."

We were in a 2015 Land Rover LR4 HSE Luxury. It was a car that James talked about nonstop, so when I saw that it was a possible rental, a friend of mine hooked me up.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon and we were meeting some of the dancers and band at Miami Beach before the show tonight (per Gemma's request). Her friend had flew in late last night to see the show.

"I really need to upgrade my piece of trash," Gemma mumbled.

"Your ride isn't that bad," Aimee objected.

"Yeah, this car would make any other look like shit," I added. I made a u-turn once the light turned green and quickly after, I pulled into a parking lot to the beach.

We got out of the car and brought our bags with us. I wore my black one piece under my short black running shorts and a t-shirt. I had my black Nike hat on just to conceal my face a bit better as we walked past crowds of people.

I found James' contact in my phone and called him to let him know that I was here.

"Yello?" He answered. I could here a bunch of chaos in the background. A part of that chaos was Devin screaming at someone because they got sand on his towel.

"I take it you're already here?" I laughed, walking with Gemma and Aimee onto the sand.

"Yup. Are you?"

"Yeah, where are you guys?"

"There's a private part a few blocks down from the main lot. There's a bar and everything, so we moved over here. I figured it'd be better this way to keep the paparazzi away."

"Okay, thank you. We'll be there soon."

"Gotcha."

"Hey, um, is Harry there yet?" I wondered.

"Not yet, but I texted him a few minutes ago and he said he was close."

I nodded to myself. "Okay, see you guys in a couple." I hung up and tossed my phone back in my bag.

"Not to butt in or anything, but is everything alright with you and Harry?" Gemma asked me.

I looked over at her and nodded. "Yeah. I mean, there was just a meeting yesterday and he won't tell me what it was about. It was bothering him, whatever it was."

"That's odd."

"Yeah, it is. Maybe I'm making a big deal of it. It's just, we tell each other everything, no matter what it is. So, I don't know why this is any different."

"Don't worry about it. We're in Miami. Let's eat greasy burgers, tan, and hey," she nudged me, "maybe I'll let you steal a few sips from my margarita."

I laughed. "No drinking for me. But thanks."

"I'm moving here. Fuck London," Aimee said, tilting her head up to the sun.