I was getting so sick of waiting around for him. It had been three long years of him promising to make me his, but... yet I was still no ones. I was my own. It felt like I was stuck like this. It felt like that was how it would always be.
I know my life would be so much better if I could just move on from him but, I was caught up in some sort of relationship that didn't exist. I always swore to myself that Harry had feelings for me. But, I guess that was kind of just something that I liked to make myself believe. Even though sometimes, when reality would hit, I knew that would never happen.
He always wanted to hang out with me. But, never in public. He always told me it was because he didn't want the paparazzi to hate on me like they hate on him. Part of me wanted to believe that that was true. The other part of me knew it wasn't.
I knew he was embarrassed of me. I would be too. I wasn't exactly the type of girl you'd expect Harry Styles to be with. I was short and shy. I had dry, brown hair. I never wore makeup or dresses. I was a tomboy. I just wasn't meant for a hot celebrity. I was meant for an average boy. Someone who deserved a low life. And that wasn't Harry.
He was coming home from his tour today and we were going horseback riding. Harry had never been and, I wanted to be the first to take him... because if I could be his first anything, I'd take it.
I was meeting Harry out there... of course he didn't want to come get me from my own home. He didn't want the paparazzi to 'hurt' me... when really, it was he who was hurting me. I just felt as if I were the worst best friend who could possibly exist. I never got to see him as it was and now he doesn't want to be seen with me in public? I just didn't understand how bad the paparazzi could be... I mean, they just want to know stuff about me, right?
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I had arrived at an old, weather broke farmhouse. I could smell the country air being pulled through my car vents... and I loved it. I hopped out and ran inside the unsteady shack.
"Harry?" I called out. But nobody answered me, except for a few chickens.
I wondered a little bit farther around the barn until I found the back door. I tugged it open and began to take in the beautiful scenery God had painted for me. "Wow..." I mumbled to myself as I studied the purple mountain structure. The world was beautiful... How the clouds cloaked the jagged tips of the high hills. How the green meadow swayed in the wind, taking stray flowers with it.
I was so caught up in the picture of nature, I hadn't noticed that Harry had came up behind me... with saddled horses. "Like the view?" He said handing me a leading rope.
"It's beautiful." I smiled and walked closer to my horse. She was gorgeous. Her shiny hoofs glistening in the tall grass. Her silky black mane blowing viciously in the wind. The twinkle in her eye, how it mirrored my own... how we instantly clicked.
"It sure is..." Harry said engulfing me in a friendly hug. I pulled away and noticed something different about him. Something I had never noticed him to be around me. Nervous.
"Well," I said breaking the silence. "Let's ride." I laughed as I stuck one foot in the loop and used my upper body to pull the rest of me into place. I continued to laugh as I glanced over and realized how much trouble Harry was having trying to get on the horse. "Need help?"
"No no.." He grunted as he got on the most improper way. "I got it."
"Yeah..." I smiled and looked away. "You've got it..." I mumbled my last words and squeezed my legs against the horses sides, motioning her to go.
She took off in a blast of wind and bounce. I squinted my eyes to see the surrounding sights. Pine trees that never lost color. Old leaves that crunched under foot. Crystal clear sky peeking in-between the trees. It was just a fantastic day to be alive and living. Out in the country, seeing the gracious side of the world.
I pulled her to a stop at the top of the hill, allowing Harry to catch up. I hopped off of her and tied her leading rope to a nearby tree. I let Harry do his own thing as I walked over to the edge of the cliff. The solid, slated rock growing out, just enough to see the mystery below. I laid flat on my stomach and looked down. Foggy mist that danced across the roaring rapids. I could see the drops flying into the air as the water crashed into rock. I could see the fish jumping out of the liquid to show off their scaly fins.
"Kassidy..." He said in a huff, laying on his stomach beside me. "How'd you get that horse to go? Mine just kind of sat there."
"Concentration and charisma." I looked him dead in the eyes as he believed me. "And I squeezed her belly with my calves."
"I'll need to try that..." He chuckled from his chest. "There's a first time for everything. "
"At least I got to be part of this first..." I glanced back down the cliff.
"What do you mean?" He moved my head to look at him. "You're the first for a lot of things."
"Like what?"
"Well," He sat up, and sat me up in front of him. "There are some things we need to talk about and that I need to tell you... and I guess this is kind of a way..."
"Harry, what are yo-" He cut me off and began his special speech that will forever ring out in my head and heart.
"You were my first true love." He blushed a little and then shook it away. "You were my first good morning and good night text. My first thought of every day. The first thing I see when I close my eyes. The first thing I miss when I'm away, on tour. The first name that comes to mind when I hear the word beautiful, or girlfriend... because that's who I want you to be to me. I want you to be my girlfriend, Kassidy... will you?"
As my heart rate reached one-hundred and ten I quickly nodded my head and he grasped my wrists, pulling me closer.
"And I want you to be my first kiss..." He leant his forehead against mine. "The first one that meant anything." He teased me a little and brushed his lips on mine. "The first kiss... to a whole new life."
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Author's Note: Hiya lovelies! I hope everyone is having a good Friday and has awesome plans this weekend. Uhm... so I just started school and even this one was almost late. I am still going to be putting one up, but it might not always be on Friday. It probably will but if not, guaranteed, it will be up Saturday. Alright.. I love you guys! Thanks for reading! Comment if you want one! :*
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One Direction One Shots
FanfictionFrom Harry to Niall. From Louis to Zayn All the way back to Liam. We have one shots after one shots of the amazingly hot, cute, and funny boy band, ONE DIRECTION!!!!!