A Moment Like This - Harry Styles Love Story.*ON PERMANENT HIATUS*

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*THIS CHAPTER IS CURRETLY BEING EDITED. THERE ARE CUT OFF SENTENCES AND SUCH. IT MAY GET CONFUSING. APOLOGIES PRE GIVEN!*

A/N. just a quick note; this is a couple of days later. #2: i would adore if you guys would tell me what you think. it's importent to me!!! love you guys. mwah.

~Allison Edwards~

on out way to new york, i woke up crying. again. right out of my nightmare. i gasped, loooking over to the curly haired boy who's arms were wrapped comfortingly around me. i desperatly tried to calm my breathing, before i woke him or anyone else up. but in harry's case, it was too late for that.

"mph... Allison?" he said, his eyes opening. i quickly wiped the evidenceof my being upset off of my cheeks, only to have several more fall down, harry becoming more coherent by the second. the instant he felt a teardrop on his arm, he reached up and turned on the reading light i had taped to the top of my bunk so i didnt bother anyone during my late night reading. he took in my tears, and immediatly pulled me in for his famous bear hug. my tears soaked through his shirt, and i started shaking.

"love, whats wrong?" he asked, his hand gently stroking my tangled curls.

"n-n-nightmare." i stuttered. he squeezed me just that much tighter.

"i'm sorry. i'll go get you some medicine and you can go back to bed." suddenly, the world shook as a huge boom of thunder could be heard.

"ugh, PLEASE tell me that isnt a thunderstorm." i groaned. harry gave me a small smile.

"well, from the looks of it, it does." i groaned, hating thnderstorms. i didnt mind the rain or the lightning, i just was never expecting when the thunder would go off, and i would jump every time. i whimppered at lightning flashed, the light echoing though the entirity of the bus. i shook even more as harrys arms tightened.

"it's just thunder, love." he said. "nothing to be afraid of."

"its notthe thunder that scares me. its the unpredictableness of it that i hate." he said, just as another peal of thunder rocked the bus. we turned, and stopped.

"i guess we're pulling over here until it all blows over." i shivered. now we were stuck out here, i the storm that i hated.

"hey, hey." harry cooed as i jumped with another boom. " hey, i'm here, nothing's going to hurt you." tears trickled down my face, and he wipedthem away carefully with the tip of his thumb. i nodded, snuggling into him again. i jumped again, but this time it was because he has started to sing to me, right in my ear.

"i'm gonna pick up the peices, and build a lego house. if things go wrong we can knock it down..." so throughout the stormy night, i was laid in harry's arms, and i barely noticed the booming cracks of thunder, only hearing harry's beautiful voice gently serenading me in the dark. eventually, well before i did, harry drifted to sleep. i propped myself up on my elbow, looking down at him in the dimming light of my reading lamp. i carefully traced his jawline withmy thumb.

"why do you have to be so freaking perfect?" i whispered, gently tracing his lips. i gently kissed his cheek, murmuring a thank you to him. i snuggled down with him, head on his chest, and his arms around me. and i was content.

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"love? love, you need to wake up." that beautiful accent cooed as morning light shone through the curtain obscuring us from everyone else. i peeled open my eyelids carefully, seeing that angelic smile, causing a warmth that radiated down to my core.

"morning, curly. how are you feeling?" i blinked a couple of times. the aching in my body was gone, my head felt so much cooler. my nose still a bit stuffy, but my chest no longer congested.