One Direction Preferences

Friend Zone H.S.

Warm sunny days don't come often in England, they are as rear as finding a four leaf clover it seems like. Which is why I took my friends up on the offer to head to the shore for a day of fun in the sun. I grab my favourite black bikini changing quickly sense I woke up late. I rummage through my closet settling for high waisted dark denim ripped shorts, and my grey perfect barbie mid drift T-shirt. I grab my floral Victoria secret backpack stuffing an extra tank top, my wild at heart beach towel, sunscreen, and my sun hat in it before rushing down the stairs just as I hear a hank from outside. Damn it (Y/BF/N) it was to early for honking the car horn, it wouldn't just wake my parents up but the whole neighbourhood sense she wouldn't stop.

I slide my feet into my blue flip flops before rushing out the door to shut her up. I hop right the front seat with a stern look on my face causing (Y/BF/N) to just crack up laughing. "Sorry mate," she says still laughing. "I forgot how early it was."

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"Yeah babe," I say. "It's 7:30 on a Saturday. No one is awake at this hour but us."

"And Harry." She points to the back nonchalantly.

I turn around to see non other then Harry Styles smiling back at me. "How are you beautiful?"

"I'm good Styles." I smile at him. "What are you doing back here?"

"Long break. I've missed home, my friends from high school."

"Well it's good to have you back."

We spend most of the two hour car ride to the shore in silence, non of the three us fully awake yet. I and help but steal a couple of glances back at Harry. He has grow up so much, all of us really have to be honest. Harry was alway a cute lad back in school with his curl brown hair, emerald green eyes, and stunning smile. It was nice to everyone, and everyone loved him. Now he looks older more like an adult instead of a teenage boy. His hair is still brown and curl, just grown out, same emerald green eyes, they just seem to hold mystery behind them, same smile, that hasn't changed at all. Tattoos cover a good (amount) of his body now, but they suit him.

We stop for petrol and snacks about an hour in. Harry goes to get all the snacks, if he is still anything like the Harry I use to know he is buy at least two of everything in the shop. The boy used to love to eat, but he also knows that we are meeting more friends at the shore and he has always been one to share.

"Styles has got his eyes on you again." I hear (Y/BF/N) speak up after she pumped the petrol.

"What are you talking about?" I'm quiet confused.

She use to always tell me back in school that Harry would have his eye on me. She would see him blush whenever I stole a glance at him and he just go happened to be looking my way never really looking at me. Harry Styles could get any girl he wanted back in school, let alone now when he has millions upon millions of adoring fans. And with a voice like his it is no surprise he is where he is today with One Direction.

"He always likes you, you know." I just roll my eyes at her dumb comment.

"Harry and I are friends we always have been."

"You liked him back then." She just has to remind me.

"Yeah (Y/BF/N)," I sigh. "Back then. I was always friend zoned, I'm everyone's friend. I'm fine with it."

"You just think you are friend zoned with him. You know he could have just rode with James and the other lads, but he called me knowing you and I would be riding together. He also didn't call me beautiful when I picked him up from Ann and Robins."