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

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(hey my lovelies!!!!!!! I lied; I decided to post this chapter today instead of Thursday like I was going to. I finished early and couldn't wait. Hope you live it. A bit far fetched but it's sweet!!!!!)

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My unconscious state began to fade as I acknowledged the lovely presence of strong arms around me. I snuggled closer into the person's chest, knowing automatically that it was Harry.

It was always Harry.

As my mind automatically began to put itself back into its meditative state, I heard whispering, very light whispering, so that you couldn't hear what they were saying, until I heard that Manchester accent start speaking.

"One, two, three!" suddenly I heard the strum of Niall's guitar.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Allison, happy birthday to you!" I sat up in bed with Harry, laughing as the boys, el, and Dani all started singing (off key, might I add). Zayn presented a large stack of chocolate chip pancakes with a glass of ice water; well known to them at this point as my favorite breakfast. In hot pink icing on the top, read "happy birthday". I giggled, smudging the Icing and licking it off of my finger. It was Strawberry icing, my favorite besides chocolate.

"You guys are just too much!" they laughed as Harry tugged me a bit closer to him, kissing my hair.

"Happy birthday, love." my cheeks burned deep scarlet.

"Thanks so much you guys. I really appreciate this." I said, digging into the pancakes. Dani and Eleanor grinned.

"You love us right?" I nodded at Dani's question (if you were wondering, yes, Dani and I text nonstop).

"Of course I do!"

"Well let's just say you're going to love us even more after tonight." my eyebrow rose in suspicion.

"What did you do?" Liam grinned.

"Better question is what DIDNT we do." I chuckled, but glared at them after.

"You better have not done anything big." Louis winked.

"No promises." they all became somber when Niall brought up the fact that they had to leave for the studio. Harry looked down, his expression saying that he was depressed. The six others looked at each other, and single filed out of the room. I set the tray with my food down, waiting for Harry to speak.

"Harry?" he bit his bottom lip.

"I'm sorry we're leaving you alone on your birthday."

"Harry, just knowing you guys would be here if you could is enough for me." I said, taking his adorable face between my hands. He smiled shyly, dimples popping, his toned chest still bare, something I highly appreciated. When he noticed me staring, he chuckled.

"Like what you see?" my face went as pink as my bedspread. I buried my face into the crook of his neck, trying to hide the burning of my cheeks. He laughed, pulling away so that I could look into his eyes, their emerald color sparkling in the light from the lamp next to me.

"Alli, I know it's your birthday, but would you mind not leaving your room until I text you to today?" his request was odd, and I wanted to know more. But when I asked why, he simply shook his head.

"You'll find out soon enough. Just swear to me that you won't leave." I nodded. If he didn't want me to leave, I wouldn't leave.

"I promise, cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye." I said as seriously as possible, linking my pinkie with his. He just laughed.