I looked at Louis and shook my head, "That's impossible."
He laughed, "Nothing's impossible, Christy."
Thoughts clouded my mind. "How do you know my name?"
Louis seemed to be taken aback. "Well," he started, "Haz has been talking about you since you left the concert yesterday."
I blushed a soft red and Lou chuckled. "He's been talking about me?" I asked.
Louis nodded, "He won't shut up about you. Your straight hair, enchanting eyes, perfect smile. And not to forget that nice, big, round a-"
Harry rushed in, interrupting Louis, "That's enough, Lou!" He was holding two cups of water.
Louis smirked at him. Harry set down the cups on the small table. He then sat down next to me, draping his arm across the couch cushion again.
"Let me properly introduce you two." Harry sighed. "Christy Eclavea, this is my best friend, Louis Tomlinson. Lou, this is Christy."
The one and only Louis Tomlinson smiled at me, giddily. I noticed that Harry tensed up, his glare growing dark to his best friend. I looked at him and he noticed. Then he smiled assuringly at me.
Louis fidgeted and chuckled, "Christy, tell me something. Why are you here now? With us in this room?"
I looked back at Louis and smiled gently, "I wanted to get to know Harry. He's more than just a famous face."
I felt Harry shift behind me and wrap his long fingers with mine, holding my hand. My heart skipped a beat. Louis smiled and pulled out his phone.
"Take a photo with me, you two." Louis said, holding his phone out in front of him and leaned towards us. "Smile!"
I smiled gently and Louis snapped the photo. He turned the phone around and showed Harry and I the photo.
The one photo I'd never thought I'd take. Louis was in one side of the shot while Harry and I were there in the other. I looked... Happy. And my cheeks were red. Darn it.
"Christy," Louis called out, typing on his phone. "What's your Instagram user?"
I took the phone from him and typed in "@christeezymariee" then returned the phone. Only when I returned it did I see what made my heart race.
In the bottom of the shot, it was mine and Harry's fingers intertwined.
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The Darcy Project
RomanceI was a normal Directioner until I met Harry Styles. I didn't expect that he'd fall in love with me or that I'd become best friends with all of One Direction's girlfriends! But I also didn't expect that I would end up fighting for my daughters life...
