I rubbed my eyes, refusing to believe what I'm seeing right now... He's there. He's actually there.
He looks so perfect standing there. Well, I obviously don't mind if he would wear my American Apparel underwear.
But isn't he in London? I live in Australia.
This seems unrealistic.
Well, I guess he took a private plane to get here. Transportation is easy when you have money, really.
I rushed myself downstairs. I didn't know I could run that fast.
"Mom? Mom??? Where are you?" I screamed, trying to look for my mom to tell her that Harry is freaking here.
But I failed in my search for her, my nerves are going insane and I cannot wait any longer.
As soon as I opened our front door, I instantly saw him. Harry Styles's at my front door.
I threw my hands around him, intertwining my hands behind his neck.
"Oh my gosh, I can't believe you're here." I said burying my face into his shoulders, I need to tip toe in order to do that because he's so tall... and handsome as hell.
His smell fills my nostrils. Oh my gosh, he smell is so relaxing but it's driving me wild at the same time.
"I'm happy to be here." Harry said sweetly.
He hold me in my waist and lift me in the air, we're going in circles.
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Fanfiction"Cross your fingers, here we go.." Harry smiled at me, his cute dimples showing. We both get out from the backseat of the taxi with our hands intertwined. Cameras start flashing like a photo booth as we both run inside the hotel, battling through th...
