One Direction Preferences

Fans ship you but you're just friends

(Y/S/N) = Your Ship Name

(Y/CB/N) = Your Choice Boy Name

(Y/CM/N) = Your Choice Middle Name

Fans ship you but you're just friends...

Harry: So its you and Harry having pizza in LA yet again. A couple years ago while they were touring you met him at the concert. You met at a meet and greet, but you weren't there for the concert you were taking your niece. Well you guys talked and then youi left. Expecting never to see him again you left it alone. Later that year you were transferred to England for work.

Well you had a meeting in a resteraunt that he and the boys were eating in before the concert and while the waiter was bringing your food, he pushed his chair out making the waiter trip and spill the food all over you. He helped the waiter up then looked at the damage he had done to you and your clothes. He immediately started sputtering out apologies to you and the waiter.

He insisted on paying for your dry cleaning and everything and the whole meal. You gave him your number and he took you to your house while he got your clothes cleaned. The dry cleaners had called and told you the clothes had been paid for already and were on their way to your address to be given back. Well while you thought that a worker would be bringing them to you you opened the door to Harry

"You dry cleaning and there is no tip needed" he smiles

"Thank you Mr.Styles"

"No problem Miss.(Y/L/N)" That was where it started. But soon your business decided that the numbers and everything were better in LA so you moved the whole way back. You told Harry of course. Letting him know that if there was a time he wanted to see you that he would have to come to LA. So almost every other week he would come to LA and take you out for Pizza. Now its your usual thing.

"Oh my God its Harry!" A girl screams. You giggle when he blushes. He tips his "rice farmer" hat down a little so that no one would notice and maybe just let him go so you two could talk.

"Harry" another girl walks up and taps his shoulder.

"That's my name don't wear it out" he jokes "just kidding what can I do for you babe"

"Can we get some picture with you."

"If you don't mind" he looks at you

"I will take them" you say. The girl starts freaking out before handing you her phone. You take a couple of them together then she takes the phone and hands it to a girl who looks about 22.

"Will you take one of me, Harry and (Y/N)" Yes you have had your share of magazine covers with you on them. The paparazzi love to take photos of you together so of course the girls know who you are.

"You want me in the picture"

"Of freaking course" She squeals, you skip over and stand by her but she moves so you and harry are side by side and she is like kneeling in front of you.

"I thought you would want to be in the middle?"

"Why would I get in the way of my favorite ship"

"What?"

"Uh, hello (Y/S/N) is real"

"Looks guys we will happily take pictures with you all. We are fine with that but I have a question" all the girls start squealing and jumping up and down. Your presence has grown quite a crowd over the past few minutes. "Who thinks (Y/N) and I are a couple, show of hands" Everyone in the crowd raises their hand.