How We Met - Harry Styles

How Harry and I Met

After our great sex, we fell into a deep sleep. Both of us. I rarely wake up before him, but this time I did. I just laid there and stared at him. Remembering that day we met. Oh, how wonderful it was. I was at the mall by myself seeing as I was single from a recent breakup. I don't like to talk about it. The mall is my go to place when I'm sad. Seeing people who are uglier than me always makes me feel better about myself. Yes, I know I'm a bad person.

As I'm walking towards one of my favorite stores, I notice something odd. I knew that there was a famous boy band in town, but surely they weren't here! Why would they be? This is the smallest mall around. Despite my better judgement, I go over to the mass of people screaming and taking pictures to see what the commotion was about. Sure enough, it was them! I weaved my way through the crowd, as to catch as much as a single glimpse of the band. I wasn't too familiar with the band, but I did know of one member: Harry. My friends always talk about him and how gorgeous he is, and, I must say, that he is pretty sexy. Anyways, once I squeezed past the screaming 11 year-olds, I looked for the curly one, and there he was. Signing autographs, taking pictures, and talking to girls. I just knew I didn't have a chance, so I started to leave. But then, I feel a strong muscular hand grasp my arm. I turn around, and there he was. And in his deep, raspy voice he said "Where are you going, missy? We haven't even had a chance to talk! And I knew I couldn't let a gem like you away without talking first!" Startled and somewhat dying inside, I say "Uh...um hi. I'm P..Peyton." He then yells at his bodyguard. Within a split second a large black man is right next to Harry asking him if everything was okay and if I was bothering him. In response, Harry says "Now, Paul. Do you think this beautiful girl would do anything to hurt me? " Those words I'll never forget. Then he said "Let her talk to me once the crowd goes down." Hesitantly, their bodyguard shakes his head and sits me down on a bench near the crowd.

About a half an hour later, once the crowd went down, Harry runs over to me and says "Come to the bus! We have a lot to talk about."

Once on the bus, Harry and I begin to talk. We were the first ones on the bus because the rest of the boys were going out for food. Before we can start a legitimate conversation, I hear a commotion outside and the bus door opening. I look at Harry in fear, but his comforting words assure me that it's just the boys returning. He then says, when the boys are settled into the bus, "Lets go to my room. There's more privacy there." So we head off to his room. For what seemed like 5 minutes was actually 3 hours. Us talking about things ranging from favorite foods to plans later on in life. After talking about crazed fans, their bus driver yells at us in the back saying "We'll be headed off in about five minutes! Little girl, you should probably get going, now!" Saddened, a tear runs down my face. I never want this magical night to end! As soon as Harry sees the tear, he wipes it from my face saying "Don't cry, baby. There'll me more dates like this to come... If you want them, that is." Of course I accepted, and he wrote down in that cute handwriting of his, a phone number: 013-460-2356. Handing me the piece of paper, he says "Now, Peyton, make sure you call and text me everyday, seeing that I won't be around often." I nodded excitedly and headed out of his room. He grabs me as soon as I turn around and says "Oh, and one more thing!" He gently cradles my face in his hands and starts kissing me. More passionately and more lovingly than I've ever been kissed before. Once we're done, we both look at each other and say "Wow" at the exact same time, then I proceeded to leave the bus saying goodbye to the rest of the band.

On the way home, I get a text from 013-460-2356. The text read:

"Hi, Peyton! That was great. I just can't wait until next time. Love, Harry xx"

Seeing that made me smile, and remember that I was dating the most famous and good-looking person in the entire world. My mom asked me what I was smiling at, and I said "Oh, nothing. Just met a guy tonight at the mall."