One Big Journey ~Harry Styles Fan Fiction~

2. Innocent Girl to Badass in Ten

Most of this was written on my kindle, sorry for misspelling, incorrect grammar, and auto correct.

Hazel's POV:

I shifted in my seat uncomfortable. Here I am, sitting on a chair in Starbucks awaiting Harry's arrival.

Most girls would kill to be in my spot but, quite frankly, I would kill to get out of this situation.

I'm not a directa- whatever they are. I like one song and that's it. I don't have time for stalking them, looking up shirtless photos photos of them, photocopying my face with there faces or singing to there songs. I don't have to time to find out every little thing about them.

I followed Harry, with my eyes, as he weaved his way through the morning rush of buyers to the table I picked out in the back. He put down my hot chocolate and sat across from me. Harry looked up and smiled. I saw it in his eyes a glint of mocking. He was running in the fact that he has dimples and I don't.

"Stop rubbing it in my face." I said, but it didn't come out to serious because I ended up laughing.

"So why am I here, again?" Harry asked me. I nodded, totally getting what he meant. In order for me to see him at Starbucks, I had to wake up at 6 in the morning. My excuse was that I had to be at the ice skating rink at six for practice, so I had to wake him up and I don't think anyone likes getting up at six in the morning for coffee.

"I told you via messaging, I need information." I said, hovering the cup to my lips, before putting the rim to my lip and tilting it upwards, letting the hot chocolate slip into my mouth, creating a burning sensation.

"Mmm." I mumbled, closing my eyes in delight. When I opened them, I saw Harry looking at me, amusement glistening in the green eyes that I felt so... attracted, I guess, when he first stepped on my foot.

"What?" I questioned, letting go of my cup with one hand to rub my teeth, in case I had anything on it. I didn't want any guy to see me in that state.

"Nothing." Harry replied, looking down at his cup that held a liquid I didn't know of. He didn't tell me what he was ordering.

I furrowed my eyes for a split second before sipping my drink again.

"So, what's this information?" Harry asked, his voice sending chills down my spine. I cocked my head at the chills before answering.

"I know your from One Direction and your all big and famous, so why, may I ask, were you, Harry Styles from the biggest boyband in the world, be at an ice skating rank in New York, United States?" I asked as I looked up at him with eager eyes.

"Oh well you see, one of my best mates," Harry started, making me snicker at the term 'mate', "Niall, has this mate who lives here. Her name was Mandy I think, anyway she had an ice skating show thingy that she really wanted Niall to come and see. Niall asked management, but they only said he could go if he had at least one other person with him. They said it was better to fight off fans with two than one. He told us all about the situation and Zayn and Louis said no because they finally got time to see their girlfriends, Perrie and Eleanor. Liam wished he could, but he was 'busy', and by busy I have no idea what he was talking about. So, that left me and I just couldn't see Niall be sad and I agreed. And may I add, I'm glad I did." Harry ended his explanation with a wink.

I rolled my eyes at his silly gesture.

"Is that all?" Harry asked. I nodded my head, taking another sip from the cup as I scanned Starbucks. When I looked back at Harry is face was priceless. His mouth was dropped open like he was saying 'one' and his eyebrows were raised above is wide eyed green eyes.