After all of the girls got their autographs and got their pictures taken with Harry, we walked down the side walk.
"So were you planning on telling me you were in a famous boy-band?" I questioned, a playful tone to my voice. He chuckled,
"Eventually, I guess it was just nice meeting someone who had no clue who I was." He answered, I could hear a hint of sadness in his voice, I could tell he tried to cover it with a little bit of forced laughter.
I stopped walking and grabbed his hand. I instantly felt the same tingles as earlier.
"I'm not going to treat you any differently now, OK?" I said to him, peering into his beautiful green eyes.
"OK" He simply answered, a dimpled smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
We continued our walk along the sidewalk, occasionally stopped by some girls who would ask for autographs, but mostly we talked. I told him all about how I left behind everything, i told him my dreams of being a writer, or preforming somewhere with my guitar, I don't know why but I completely opened up to him, I felt as if I had known him my whole life, He told me all about his band, he told me about Louis, the sassy one, Zayn, the vain one, Niall, the cheeky Irish one and Liam the 'Daddy Direction' He told me that they were like his family. Me and Harry talked for hours. It was about 3:00pm when we arrived back at the place where I was staying.
We stood outside the bed and breakfast and he looked into my eyes.
"I want to take you out to dinner tonight." He said softly, I nodded my head. "That would be great." I answered with a small smile.
"Great, how about I pick you up at 6:00?" He asked me.
"Sure, see you then." I answered.
He slowly leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, once he pulled back I looked into his eyes and smiled. I walked in the doors and walked down the hall to my room. I opened the door and sat on my bed. I cupped my cheek, I could still feel the tingles from his sweet kiss.
Why was it there were so many butterflies being released from my stomach?
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Broken
FanfictionDelilah is tired of everyone judging her and putting down her dreams, she decides to move far away to Holmes Chapel, where she meets Harry Styles, once Harry and Delilah become enveloped in each others lives will they last? Or is Delilah too screwed...
