Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
description: Harry becomes infatuated with the girl next door
word count: 4k
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Harry was not in a good mood as of late. He was cranky at the world, which wasn't very like himself and he was bored of doing nothing. Not even moving to a brand new house in Malibu brought him joy. Jeff noticed him feeling down a little, and was confused by it. The album was officially out and doing very well, now he's just got a few months until he can start touring.
So he's taken to moping around his house. Instead of going out, meeting new people, and experiencing new things, like Jeff had hoped would happen, Harry has yet to leave his home. It's been a few weeks in his new place, still not fully used to the new surroundings.
He definitely wasn't used to the view. His old home had a nice view, but this one is unmatched. The soft sun casting a warm haze over everything as the nights grow later. The ocean stretches for miles until it hits the horizon. Harry sat in his backyard with a lonely guitar in his lap, he stomped strumming new tunes a while ago.
A loud knock from somewhere far inside the house pulls him from his trance. He leans his guitar against his chair. His bare feet pad against the floor as he makes his way to his front door.
He swings the door open just as another knock starts.
"Oh sorry! I wasn't sure if anyone was home!" The girl smiles, she drops her raised arm and offers him a warm smile. She tucks her hair behind her ear, her energy is bright and shiny and it makes Harry feel nauseous.
"Can I help you?" Harry leans against the door a little, trying to hint that he wasn't in the mood for guests.
"I just wanted to say hi! I don't know if you've seen, but I live next door. I noticed you move in a few weeks ago, but I wanted to give you time to settle."
"Are you on the welcoming committee or sumthin?" Harry mumbles, squinting his eyes to look at her face. He's struggling to pay much attention right now. He just plainly doesn't care to.
"We don't have a committee." She rolls her eyes but lets out a laugh, "But, I did want to welcome you."
"Thanks." Harry starts to close the door a little.
"I'm sorry, did I come at a bad time?" Without even thinking she peeks around behind him to see if he has any guests, which she's sure he doesn't. Since moving in, there's hardly been any activity at all. You would think a ghost lives here.
"Not at all, just not in the mood to entertain a teenage girl tonight I guess." Harry says, finally letting his sour attitude out.
"Excuse me?" She asks, shocked and somewhat appalled. She didn't know what she expected coming over, but at least a small amount of kindness seemed to be a given. "What's crawled up your ass?"
