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

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The rest of that day was spent getting used to being home, even though I'd only been in London for less than a week. I'd wanted to live in London since I was a small child; it had certainly lived up to its expectations. Harry and I spilled the beans to my parents about our dating situation; they were surprisingly gentle with us, even though my dad calmly said that he had a shotgun and wasn't afraid to use it. As me and Harry ate some of the fabulous home cooked food (I hadn't cooked since I got off tour with the boys) I noted something missing.

"Mom, where's Nate?" her fork clattered to the plate, and she bit her lip to keep tears back.

"Uh, Nate's in a juvenile correctional facility awaiting trial in solitary confinement." her eyes were glued to the floor. "Your brother went crazy after he came down from his latest high, and he tried to claw my eyes out. I'm lucky that your father was in the house. We called the police, and he's been charged with drug dealing, possession of illegal paraphernalia, burglary, assault, robbing, slander, and he's only fourteen. Where did we go wrong, Allison?" I hung my head as well.

"You didn't do anything wrong. I raised him from the time I was twelve. It's my fault, I did something wrong in those impressionable years of his life. I'll accept all of the consequences for my actions." my dad chucked.

"You’re blaming this all on yourself?" I shook my head.

"No, I'm taking responsibility for the fact that I ruined my brother’s life."

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The ensuing argument between my parents and I had been heated, with my parents 'winning'. Harry was snuggled up in bed next to me, his long fingers carefully tracing over my shoulder blades, which were bare in my tank top.

"Hey, d'ya thinks you and I could explore the town tomorrow? It's cute." I nodded, snuggling against him.

"If you don't mind, I think there's one spot in particular that I think you'll love. I showed it to Louis the last time I was home." I said, and he nodded groggily, his head heavy on the pillow as our breathing deepened. Just as my eyelids fluttered closed for the night, i swear i heard the words 'I Love You'.

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"It’s time to get up in the morning. Got McDonalds breakfast for you. I drove two mils to get it, so now get up and eat it. Don’t be selfish, Alli..."

"If you start jumping, I won't hesitate to break up with you, harry." i grumbled as Harry shook me awake.

"Get up!"

"What time is it?"

".... 7am..."

"Yeah, no. it’s not light out enough for man or beast."

"The sun is up." i opened my eyes, narrowing them at him.

"Not the point, babe." i turned over on my stomach, desperate for more sleep. As I’ve said before, I’m defiantly not a morning person.

"c'mon, babe." my bed shifted as he got on all fours, hovering over me.

"Harry... ugh..." he chuckled, planting sweet kisses all over the part of my neck and shoulders that were bared. He slowly moved down to the very sensitive skin of my shoulder blades, and i let out a light whimper as he sucked lightly on the skin.

"Harry, it's too goddamned early!!!" i groaned, as he cuddled down with me.

"Don't swear, darling. It isn’t becoming for you." suddenly, harry got off of me, and so were my very warm sheets. I jumped out of bed, running to harry for warmth.

"OKAY! OKAY! I'M UP!!!" i screeched, and harry just chuckled as he picked me up bridal style. I checked in my mirror- oh, man! My hair was knotted, and the bags under my eyes must have looked like I’d been punched. I was absolutely exhausted, and harry getting me up hadn't helped. I stepped out of his arms.

"I call the shower!" he winked.

"We could both get in at once, save water and all that." i rolled my eyes, smacking his bare chest.

"Harry!" he laughed at how flustered i was.

"Okay, okay. Okay. I’ll wait for my shower, then. I won’t be looking through your underwear drawer.

"Yeah, you won’t, consider its empty of everything considering i moved out of here." as i headed in for my shower, i could have sworn i heard him say 'damn'.

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"Where are we going?" harry asked as i pulled him out of the house.

"Crazy!" i laughed, as i pulled him out of the neighborhood and onto the street, making sure our beanies and sunglasses were n well enough. Even though it was Warton, which had a population of maybe 10,000, and was considerably the smallest town in the region of Minnesota, We still had to be wary, as i was easily recognizable. We ran down the road, shrieking and laughing as we went. Harry had thought it would be a good time to tickle me, which had me gasping for breath as i desperatly tried to keep pace ahead of him as i scrambled through the path to the bridge. I stopped just in front of it, and i sighed, seeing the waterfall a yards down the creek. I grinned; this was home.

"Haz, we're here." he gasped at the scene; the emerald leaves creating a canopy, the water below the stone bridge crystal clear. Sunlight shone through the thick leaves, giving the whole world an emerald green glow. He grinned.

"Well... there's only one view other than this that's more beautiful than this..." his arms circled around my waist. He smiled down at me, lips connecting with my forehead. He led me up, onto the bridge.

"You know, technically its Monday now." he grinned. I blushed.

"Yeah, and my twitter hate still isn’t bad." he grinned.

"Can i take a picture? To remember by, you know." i blushed, but nodded. He raised the camera in front of us, and i put on my best smile.

"No, no. look at me." i did, and was so caught up by the emotion and color of his eyes (AN so cheesy, ik, ik.) in the distance i heard the flash go off, but was preoccupied right after it did.

Harry's lips caught my own; hungrily moving in sync with mine as he hugged me as close to him as physically possible. His forehead pressed against mine as he carefully pulled back, noses rubbing. Then, he pulled away completely and began typing on his phone, while i stood there, confused. Suddenly, my phone buzzed.

@Harry_Styles mentioned you in a tweet.

I raised my eyebrows, and nearly had a cuteness-induced heart attack

Harry_Styles: #Girfriendstagram

And attached was the picture of us.

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yes, yes, its short, spotty, and crappy!!!! this'll be one of those chapters that i'll look at when i go back to edit that i'm going to be like 'This is crap. omg i can do so much better than this DELETE DELETE DELETE!AUGHH!!!!"  so, yeah... next one will be better. toodles!

~Allicza