Now here's the day I met that man that looked like an angel but he was just the devil in disguise.
It was Diana's 19th birthday so we were on our way to the club to celebrate. It wasn't just any club it was Funky Buddha the place where all celebrities go. I wasn't expecting to see him there to be honest with you I wasn't expecting anyone there since it was a thursday night. The minute we got there we were on the dance floor. All of a sudden I was thirsty. I went over to the bar and asked the bartender for a drink. He immediately started flirting but as fast as he began flirting I rejected him. I was on my way back to Diana when I saw those emerald eyes burning a hole through my head. He creeped me out a little but he still took my breath away that instant. His eyes met mine and he winked at me. In my head I was shocked And when he made his way towards me I was frozen in my spot. He politely excused himself his way through the crowd and in a blink was right in front of me. He bent forward and whispered in my ear "Hello love" all I could do at that moment was inhale his scent. He fixed his posture and gave me that smirk that showed one dimple. Gosh how I loved that smirk even before he swept me off my feet. I blinked repeatedly and regained my composure and said a simple "hello". He once again came closer to me and whispered in my ear "what's your name" I just took some time to analyze the fact that Harry Styles was right in front of me asking me my name. A while later I replied "Karma" he was shocked and asked me "did I hear you correctly. Your name is Karma, love". I just nodded my head. He was about to say something else when Diana stumbled her way towards me and fell right into my arms. Poor Diana spilled her guts all over Harry's shoes. That was hilarious it still is. It still makes me laugh and Diana still blushes every time I remind her the first time she met Harry she threw up on him. Anyways back to the story. I told him I had to leave and he grabbed a hold of my hand and asked me for my number and yeah I rejected him. I don't know where I got the confidence from but I smirked and winked right after I blew him a kiss. That was the day I met Harry Styles. I thought I would never see him again but boy was I wrong.
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FanfictionThat devilish smirk and those emerald green eyes that seemed to pierce your soul. Those chocolate brown curls that you just wanted to run your fingers through. He was the man that could make me or break me.