It's been over two hours since your boyfriend said he would meet you at the local cinema. You decide to text him and say:
We r so ovr!
He replies:
Wht evr.
You feel tears streaming down your face and now you can't help it. You sit on a bench and burst out crying. When you notice someone sitting next to you, you immediatley look up. You can't see who it is because it's so dark. He asks, "is everything alright?" He has an amazing british accent.
"No, I just broke up with my boyfriend," which causes more and more tears pouring down your face.
"My name is Harry. What's yours?" He asks.
"(Y/N)." You answer.
"Well, (Y/N), would you like to see a movie?"
You shake your head yes. You both head into the movie theature to buy some popcorn and a soda to share. When you get into the light, you realize you're seeing a movie with the one and only, Harry Styles. You have millions of thoughts going through your head, but the one mostly there is telling you to be cool. When you take your seats, you sit in the back row. Before the movie begins, you get to know eachother. When the movie finally starts, he holds your hand and you rest your head on his shoulder.
You look up at him, and he looks down on you. You both slowly reach in to kiss. You accidentally drop the popcorn, but you don't really care. All your focus is on Harry, whose focus is on you too. You decide to leave the movie early and head to his flat.
When you reach his flat, you go to the kitchen. He decided he wanted to make you a romantic pasta dinner. You sit in the kitchen and chat about yours and his hobbies. You decide to get up and cook with him. When he turned around, you saw his apron said, "Kiss the Cook." You decide to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
When you started to stir the sauce, he came and put his hands on your waist and starts to kiss your neck. You smile and start to blush. You say to him, "before, when you first approached me, I couldn't see who you were, and when you started to comfort me, I knew you were right for me. I like you because you're you. I love your music, and will always be a Directioner, but I like that you can be yourself and your becoming famous hasn't changed you."
He smiles and says, "I'm glad you feel this way. I was thinking I would like to take you on a real date. What would you like to do and when?"
"Hmm, we could go for lunch and do a little shopping. I will use my money for the shopping, of course."
"Nope, we can go for lunch and do some shopping. My treat." He replies with a big smile.
"Really? Sorry to compare you, but compared to my ex-boyfriend, you are a million times better. I would always have to bring my own money," you reply with small laughter.
"Well, he was not a gentlemen, but I am, and I never make the woman pay."
**SEVEN YEARS LATER**
"Darcy, get up! It's time to get ready for school!" You yell.
"Coming mommy, is Uncle Louis driving me today?" Darcy asks.
"No, today I'm driving you."
"Okay! Where's daddy?"
"He had to go to work."
You hear the front door open, and you get scared because your husband, Harry, wasn't supposed to be home for another couple of hours. You pick up the home phone just incase. You walk to the kitchen and sit down. You see Harry come in the kitchen with a bouquet of flowers, saying, "Surprise! You, me, and Darcy are going on holiday! I got some time off work, so I thought we could go to Spain."
"Of course! Let me call Darcy's school-"
"Already done." Harry replies.
And from that point on, you packed your bags and headed for Spain. Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn met up with you guys. You all had a blast and you and Harry even had a romantic night to yourselves.
You and Harry grow old together while Darcy is a very famous singer and actress. Just what you wanted her to do, follow in her fathers footsteps.
