I found you - Harry styles x reader

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This is for u Marisa 🫶

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It was the Day of my last concert. My career. It was practically done. Why? I guess fans just like Taylor swift more. Her young attitude, her blond hair, her boyfriends that turned into exes. The fans lover her. But not me. All at least one. Marisa. Oh how I love how that name rolls off the tongue. It's lovely. I could say it for hours and hours and I wouldn't be tired. The only fan who's been with me from the start. The first time I saw her was a concert. The concert. The day I saw her. felt her. There was no one like her. No person who felt me, who touched my heart like the way she did.

It was 2017 May 1st , And it was one of my first concerts. Very early in my career.Just branching out from my One direction era. The concert that would define me and myself. The one night that changed everything. I walked up to the stage. Crowds of fans cheering for me, crying for me, girls shrieking there heads off. It was amazing! Spectacular. Singing my heart out to my fans. I played on the piano. The music instantly coming to me, knowing every key and note to hit. I sang and played my heart out. I sang into my microphone looking out to the audience. Like any celebrity I walk up to the audience. Naturally there hands reach out for me. Pleading for me to come up to them. I take there hands into mine going to each screaming girl. I run my hands through the hands of the crowd until unexpectedly a firm hand grabs my arm. I halted taken back by this. That's when I saw her. Her soft green leaf eyes crying for me. Her eyes desperately looking into mine as she instinctively pulls me to her. She screams uncontrollably and I couldn't help but smile and chuckle. No fan had ever done that. The other girls seemed scream and support her. In a sudden impulse I pulled her up towards me. I can see the shock in her face. The tears not subsiding from her eyes. I pull her close to me. Grabbing her if she falls off the stage. The tears in her eyes seem to stop but hee face was puffy and red. I couldn't help but smile at the reaction. I grasp her hand tightly around mine and lift her arm up to show the world the lucky girl who's with me on stage. The crowed cheers and screams. She then looks at me shell shocked that I'm even here with her. Nothing comes out of her mouth. Not a single word but as silly as it may seem I think I fell the moment I saw her. In that moment I held both of her hands and looked at her as smiled. I grab the microphone in my hand and the song just came to me in an instant.

"I'm selfish I know..." I sang softly to her. The crowd going wild. No music no song. "But I don't ever want to see you with him." I sang while pausing after a beat. "I'm selfish.. I know... I told you, but I know you never listen.." I sang pulling her closer to me, our foreheads practically touching. "I hope you can see.. the shape I'm in, while he's touching your skin." i see her lip quivering and her eyes tearing up again. "Its my birthday!" she screamed while the tears just bursted through her eyes. Of course this caught me of guard. Stupidly again i smile. "Happy birthday!" i yell onto the mic. I then face the crowd, her hands still enclosed in mine "lets all say happy birthday to.." i pause and look at her "whats your name, love?" I ask er, she looks to emotional to speak by utters out a few words "m- marisa!" she says. I laugh and look back to the audience "to Marisa!" the crowd cheers. "On the count of three! 1...2...3!"

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthddayy... Marisaa.. Happy Birthday to youuuuu!" in that spotlight the whole crowd cheers for her. She stands there smiling and crying like crazy. In the heat of the moment i smile and pulled her in for a hug. Ever since that day she's been my one and only. My one and only fan. I later discover she was a fan of one Direction and embarrassingly she was my favorite. I couldn't help but snicker as she told the story. It was cute. Ever since then shes seen everyone of my shows. Has been in every meet and greet. But stupidly enough I never got her phone number. After all these years i felt to... im not even sure what to say. And right here. Right now in this very moment. Despite all my fans coming to see me. To see me one last time. I couldnt help but think this was the last time i would see her. I stare off into the crowd all I could think about everything that has happened until this moment. Damn taylor swift for ruining everything. My fans..They were everything. The reason why I was here. But there was one person. One person who believed in me and watched me. Marisa. I looked into the crowd looking for her. For those light green eyes that I melt everytime I see them. And there she was. In front of me. She smiled at me and cheered. I look down from embarrassment. I look at her back knowing this was the last time I'll be able to look at her. I could see her bright smile and the way she looked at me with such awe and.. Maybe affection. It was delusional but maybe its better than thinking something else. How would i ever see her again? It would have to be a miracle. I look back into my piano and and lean over the microphone hanging from a wire.

"In the city where the stars align... There's a girl named Marisa, so divine, Hair like waves in the summer wind, She's a melody that's ready to begin." i sang into the mic. The crowd going silent. No music just me. And her.

"Oh, Marisa, with your locks that sway, You're a canvas for the sun's display... Braids and curls, a symphony so pure, Each style you wear... a masterpiece for sure."

"From the high ponytail to the bun so neat, Marisa, you make every hairstyle complete, A crown of glory, every color a tale, You're the inspiration, your hair sets sail."

"Oh, Marisa, with your tresses so divine, In every curl, a love-struck line, Your hairstyles dance in the starry night, A symphony of romance, oh, what a sight!" i Sang. putting my heart and soul into everyline. My fingers swaying over the piano not needing to know where each note is.

"In her smile, the warmth of a summer day, Marisa's laughter, a melody at play, In her touch, a tenderness so serene, Love's portrait painted in every scene." in that moment i glance up at her. She looked still. A rosey red coming about her cheeks. Her mouth agape slightly open. I stare at her. Looking straight at her wanting her to know im talking to her. "I love you marisa." i spoke in a whisper. Wanting only her to know. And that was it. That was the last time i saw her because My life was over. It may be dramatic but it felt like it. It was as if the curtains closed at me and i could never meet her again. I already miss her. Her soft light brown hair. Her eyes that looked at me with such affection, her touch. It was gone. And all there was left was me. Myself alone and lost without her. When the show ended i lost her in the sea of people. I leave not wanting to see anymore of it.

The show was a success. The pinnacle of my career. But it was

Gone. now officially retiring from my singing days. I went to my changing room and justsat there thinking. How stupid I was for never having some sort of contact with her. I decided i needed a change of pace. I left the studio, the concert, whatever that place was and just left. I went to a near by coffee shop. Some part of my brain hoping shed make an appearance. What a lie i told myself. I ordered something until i sat down in an empty corner. I take a look of the sweet tea i ordered and swirled it around before taking a sip.

"I found you.." i look up to see a woman gasping for air looking at me. My heart pounced from the sight. "Marisa.." i spoke out "i found you harry.." she said. She look like she just ran. Her cheeks flushed and a small sweat drop rolling down her forehead. "I- gosh marisa..." i lunged at her and held her to my chest.. Resting my head on her shoulder. "I thought id never see you." i breathed out. "Me neither. But were here." she said hugging me back. I lean away from her. Looking at her deeply. It seemed like i was looking at her for hours. I couldnt get enough of her.

"I love you marisa."

And then they live happily ever after.

The end.