Directioner Diaries

Harry Feels

Ever since the BEST DAY OF MY L I F E at the One Direction concert, I've been having major feels for Harry. 

Mostly because he was wearing a bandana.

And he answered the quesiton, "If you could be anyone in the world, who would it be?" with Harry Potter. Wanna know why? "Because there would be less paperwork to change my name."

He is such a cheeseball and a cupcake and I love him with every inch of my body and soul.

So this entire chapter, or whatever you call these things, is just going to be ranting about H A R R Y. 

"Harry is very sensitive. He wants to talk but doesn't want to make conversation. You have to do all the talking. He just wants a bit of compnay. He's always worried about his mum. They're all quite tight but Harry's a little bit of a loner. H has a heck of a way about him. He's a very charming individual. Everyone who meets him notices that. All the guys are lovely individually but Harry does have a certain something about him that seperates him. No one ever has a bad word to say about him. He gets a lot of attention from girls Harry is a charmer... a smooth operator."

I have no idea who said this. But it is so perfect I want to cry because I want to make Harry feel wanted. Sometimes  I feel like the loner in the group, even if my friends say I fit in. I want to talk to him about anything and everything. I want to have a night, sitting on a bed, where I just sit and talk with Harry Styles. He may be a good listener, but so am I. I would listen to him as much as he would to me. I want to hear his deepest inner thoughts. I want to hear things he would only say to someone he thought really cared, and who he deeply cared about. I want to be that one person. Even if it wasn't a relationship, being a best friend with Harry sounds perfect. The fact that he cares so deeply about his mom? That means he is going to be a heck of a husband. A heck of a boyfriend. He is the ulitmate protector. He is the kind of guy that would do anything and everything for the people he loves. And I love that.

Harry Styles would be that friend you would cal after you caught your boyfriend cheating on you. He would come over and hug you right when he sees you and whisper into your ear about how much of a dick that guy was for not realizing how amazing you are. And then you would stop and look at him and say, "Harry can we do something crazy?" And he'd smile and you would go anywhere and do whatever you wanted. And just when you were laughing and forgetting everything he would look at you and whisper something. You'd reply smiling, "what did you say Harry?" Harry would only shake his head and reply, "Nothing just thinking." But you would get all curious and ask him again and then he'd pin you up against the wall and look into your eyes and say, "I've loved you ever since I saw you, but you couldn't be mine because of your jerk of a boyfriend." You ould just breathe and all these thoughts would go through your mind about how much you really did love him and you woldn't say anything. All you would do is lean up and kiss him softly and whisper, "I love you too, Harry." He'd smile and you guys would start kissing more and then he'd pick you up and take you into the bedroom and lay you on the bed and snuggle in beside you. He wouldn't even try to take advantage of you in your vulnerable sate. And you would smile and realize how much he actually loves you and you would kiss his cheek and rest your head on his chest and he'd play with your hair and him your favorite song. And curled up together you would both drift off into sleep.

Ok wow I'm going to set myself on fire now.

Oh my laws, but could you imagine Harry going to Parents Day at preschool and having to fit his huge body in those tiny plastic chairs as he sits next to his child helping them color. And helping them write their name. He'd probably let all the little kids put stickers all over his body and in his hair and it might hurt to take them off but he wouldn't mind because adlkjvalkdanv. He would just be the most perfect husband ever and father and everything. 

I just want to go on a roadtrip with Harry and watch him drive for hours on end and sing along to songs on the radio and he'd probably talk about his childhood and tell you dumb jokes. He'd probably stop at random little places that he thought looked cool just for the fun of it. You would find the perfect little shop or town or diner and call it your own. You'd go back there every year and you would just make new memories every time.

No but extreme feels coming up if you haven't already started hyperventilating.

Remember when Harry was all Jack Wills and Amercrombie sweats while dealing with a being naked addiction with his big curls and his stupid dimpled smile grinning like a fool singing Isn't She Lovely while demandiing you get out of his kitchen because he's tired and it's winter.

Okay.

If that doesn't hit you right in the feels and make your ovaries explode, I don't know what will.

The boys have seriously grown up so much I can't handle it. Soon they will all be above 20. Like. WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN.

I just miss the way things used to be. 

I miss the fetus boys who had the worst style but we loved them anyway.

As much as I love them now, and how freaking hot they are, those five boys on the stairs will always hold a special place in my heart.

One Direction. July 23, 2010.