Harry Styles SMUT

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(Y/N)'s POV:

Okay, I am not going to start off this story by telling you how much I'm not like other girls and how Harry fell for me because I was dragged to one of his concerts by a friend and I didn't even listen to his music because that would be bullshit and a complete lie. 

I am in love with this man and have been since I was 13. I am now 26 and he is 28. I have been getting lots of money from my shit job recently so I've been putting it all towards buying Harry Styles-related things like tickets, merchandise, and most recently plane tickets to New York City to see him with my best friend. 

We bought the tickets months ago and had been planning this because we had never traveled together and this was going to be an exciting new adventure. We were going to stay with her boyfriend who lived in New York then. 

"We have to get to our seats early if we want to be close to the stage," I said as my best friend dressed in her outfit. We were both dressed so cute. I even bought a ring that looks like the one that Harry owns and his rainbow cardigan. 

I was invested in this concert. "What if he reads our sign and talks to us?" My best friend joked as I continued to decorate the sign that I was excited to show Harry since it just is me telling him how my boyfriend dumped me over him.

Which of course sucks but I don't mind bringing up my trauma to Harry Styles. He deserves to know that my ex-boyfriend dumped me because "I care more about Harry Styles than any other man in my life." Which of course is true but it still hurt to be told that.

My goal for the end of the night is to get drunk at a bar with my bestie and then go home and have post-concert depression.

It was going to be a great night nonetheless. 

"We should get going in like 5 minutes if we want to be close to the stage!" I yelled as she hurried and put on her heels and then some jewelry. We ran out the door and into her boyfriend's car. He's driving us to the concert and then picking us up afterward and taking us for drinks.

We were so happy to get there...even though we were 4 hours early. 

We got to the pit where our tickets are in. We ran to the front since there were only like five other girls there. We sat down on our sweaters and just sat there waiting for the show to start. 

Then the unimaginable happened. Jemma Styles walked out and walked to the pit to talk to all of us that were sitting around waiting for her brother. 

"Would you girls please come with me?" She asked as we all collected our belongings and followed Jemma out the doors we walked in through and then in through the back entrance of the showroom. It was the green room.

The walls were olive green and the floor was a cold marble. I was trying to focus on my surroundings so that I didn't freak out at the fact that Jemma Styles was talking to me and my friends that I had made while waiting.

"Just sit tight here for a few minutes and he will be right with you," Jemma said as everyone started to freak out. "What? Who is going to be right with us?" I asked but it was too late she had walked out of the room and in walked this tall drink of water.

"Hello," He muttered with a shy wave and big smile. Everyone screamed and ran over to him. I just stood there in shock and didn't know how to react. This didn't feel real. "(Y/N)! Go over to him and say hi! I'll take a pic for you!" My bestie said as I nodded and then walked over to the small line that had formed in his green room.

I was last in line. But I was even more scared because that meant one of two things.

Either he won't have time to say hi to me and I will get left out, or, he will rush through everyone else and once he gets to me he will have so much time and just sit there and talk with me. Which I'm not sure if I want either. 

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