Hi! This is my first fanfiction on 1D, and I’m pretty nervous... Enjoy!
Nial: Of course they will, I’m in it!
Me: *Sweat drops* Nial, you know that you’re not the only one in this fanfic…
Nial: *Goes into emo corner and starts sobbing* Noooo!
Harry: Not again…
Melanie: OMG!!! Harry!!! *Glomps Harry*
Louis: I like cookies!!! Give me cookie!!!
Liam: Louis! Act more your age!
Louis: But, I want cookie! *Anime Cries*
Sadie: I have a cookie! *Hands Louis cookie*
Louis: Thank you! *Glomps Sadie*
Me: On with the story!!!
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Melanie’s POV
I was walking down Rodeo Drive, after hours of shopping. I was crossing the street, when, suddenly, a car almost hit me.
I jumped out of the way just in time. I tumbled down the street, tearing my brand new designer jacket.
I quickly walked to the driver’s seat, “What the hell was that? You know, that cost 2000 dollars!”
The window slowly pulled down. I jumped back in shock. It was my future husband, Harry Styles!
“I am so sorry! I should’ve looked ahead! How can I ever repay you?” asked Harry.
I instant blushed at his British accent.
“I’ve got it. I will take you on a date!” Harry said.
I nodded shyly and gave him my name, number, and address. “Well, I’ll see you soon, Melanie,” said Harry, winking.
~ At Melanie’s House ~
I fell onto my bed, thinking about my encounter with Harry. I decided to call my best friend, Sadie.
I dialed her number, waiting for her to pick up. Finally, when she picked up, I told her about my encounter.
We both squealed in unison
“Oh my God! You’re so lucky, I wish I could talk to Louis…” drooled Sadie.
Suddenly, the door rang; I hung up and opened the door. There, at the door, was a middle-aged man in a suit.
He asked, “Ms. Melanie?” I nodded.
He handed me a bouquet of flowers, “From Mr. Harry Styles.”
With that, he walked away. I closed the door, and found a card attached to the bouquet.
It read:
Melanie,
I sent my butler, Giles, to give you these flowers. I’ll pick you up on Friday at 7.
Love,
Harry
I dialed Sadie, and told her about the flowers. We, again, squealed in unison.
“We need to go to Rodeo Drive to get you a dress,” said Sadie.
“Fine, We’ll go tomorrow morning!” I squealed.
Was it good?Sorry it was so short! But, I’m a perfectionist and this took me a day! I changed like almost everything. Well, anyways vote and comment! Bye!
