Bananas and Styles (A One Direction Fanfic)

It was five o'clock in the morning. I woke up at two in the morning because it got too cold. I was eating bananas. Since two. That's when I realised I have no life. I am addicted to bananas. I have 12 banana trees in my front and back yard all together, and I'm always buying bananas. Bananas are my life. My profile picture for all the websites I'm a member of are bananas, my username is always Bananabutt69, and all I ever talk about is bananas.

I opened a banana from one of my trees and noticed a little folded piece of paper stuck in the mooshiness of the banana. I opened the paper and it read: "I think I love you." And then it had a phone number on it.

I decided to text the number. "Hey bby. How u doin'?" I texted.

He texted me back asking how I knew his phone number. I told him that he put a slip of paper in my banana. Then I told him a fun fact about bananas. "Do u wnt my bnana?" He texted me. "Where do u live?" I texted

"In London right now and u?"

"In California"

"u seem lyk my tipe of girl. we shuld date."

"OMg wtf I dnt evn now u"

"I'm Harry Styles"

OH MY GOD!!! I AM TALKING TO HARRY STYLES!!!

"Prove it"

He sends me a pic.

"How about u holding up 2 fingers. Thn anuther with 45"

"4*"

He does.

"Yeah, Harry we shld daet." I text.

We text for a few hours after that and I filled his squishy brain full of information about bananas. I finally slept at 12:00 pm.

I woke up and immediately grabbed a banana from my nightstand. I really need to cut down on how many bananas I eat. My phone thing goes off and Harry texted me. He texted me 74 times last night "where are u?" "I miss u." "We're dating u know" was all he practically texted me. I had to text him back.

Me: Hey bb!

Harry: where the fuck where u!? I thought u died or somethin!

Me: srry. Hey, we should meet sometime

Harry: we shuld! I will book plane tickets and me and the boys will fly over and stay at ur house! Only on 1 condition thou...

Me: what condition?

Harry:you cut down on ur bananana consumptiun.

Me: no

Harry: plssss

Me: nooooooooo

Harry: fine. As long as we meet

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Harry's POV

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I found this girl on Twitter. Her username is bananabutt69. Her avi was so beautiful. It was a picture of her smiling with a banana in her hand and a bunch of cartoon bananas edited into the background. Even though she seemed like the girl nobody would want to be friends with because she was absolutely insane. But I liked her. So before the boys and I left Disney World, we went for a walk. We came across a house that had a lot of banana trees in her yard. It looked so familiar. I then remembered it was bananabutt69's yard because one time she posted a picture of her yard.

This was like something you'd see in a movie. I needed to meet her, so I knocked on her door. Nobody answered. Then I had the greatest idea! She likes bananas so I will put my phone number in a banana. She'd soon open it and call me or text me! I cut a little slit in a banana and put my phone number on a piece of paper. We left the next day. Nobody called me... Yet. "So has the person you're in love with called you yet, lover boy?" Niall said making quotation marks with his fingers when he said "in love with". I couldn't help but be annoyed. Three days later I got a text. In two days we're flying out there to where Marcy lives. I am so excited!

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Marcy's POV

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I am going to meet Harry Styles! Oh my god. I can't breath. I'm not a huge Directioner but I do know a few things about the band and listen to their songs. I'm just too busy being addicted to bananas.

It's 12:00 pm and I have only had one banana... And I had that banana at 8:00 am. I'm going crazy. I need a banana. I promised myself though, if I wanted Harry to date me, I'd have to cut down on my addiction, even though I told him that I wouldn't. I thought it would be a nice surprise. Maybe drugs will help... Nah. I'd rather not try drugs then get addicted and still be addicted to bananas. I can't take it any longer. I eat my last banana for the day. I then ran into my room and cried silently for an hour.

I don't think it was low to quit my addiction only to date Harry Styles. I mean, I've been addicted since I was 7-years-old. I am now a 19-year-old crazy person with no friends and has never been to a party, or drank alcohol or did drugs. I am that kid that the weird people think is weird. I just threw away my life... Eating bananas. I need to turn my life around. And hey, maybe a really attractive and famous boy could help.

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Harry's POV

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The days have been going slow. Or should I say DAY. I am just so excited to meet Marcy. We texted today for like 2 hours. We seem to be perfect for each other. Finally it is night time but I can't sleep though I'm super tired. I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Who is it?" I ask. "Lou" he replies. He walks in. "Could you keep it down? You think out loud." He says laughing then walks out of my room. I finally fall asleep at 2:00 am.

*Marcy*

I woke up and went downstairs to eat a banana. I had to force myself to only eat one, but I ended up eating four. I opened my fridge to get some other food but there was practically nothing. 'Time to go grocery shopping!' I thought to myself.

I had a long shower and then changed into a light yellow tank top and a pair of shorts. I put my money in my pocket and headed out the door. I hopped in my old Volkswagen Beetle that had bananas painted on it and headed to the grocer.

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Thanks for reading this if you have! I think I'm just going to make it Marcy's POV because I don't know what Harry would think about. PS I don't think I'm done with this chapter yet.

Wait never mind. I am finished this chapter.