"Ms. Parks, how do we evaluate the formula of y?"
As I opened my mouth to speak, I girl came in shirking.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Preacher asked
"There... There here" The girl said wobbly
"Zombies?!" I questioned with wide eyes
"No! One... One.. One Direction!!!" The girl screamed
Every girls started to screaming charging towards the door, even my math teacher whom was in her late thirties.
Except for me, I just sat there and started to listen to music.
When someone covered my eyes and whispered "Guess who babe"
"You fucking little shit" I snarled as I spun around staring at Harry cracking up.
"Who are we listening to aye?" Harry jeered as he grabbed my phone.
"The Beatles?"
"Yes. Problem?!"
"No. It's just that... I love 'em to!!" Harry said practically squealing
"OMFG!! Really?!!!"
"YES! OMG!"
"I. Don't. Care."
"Why on earth are you here?!"I questioned with wide eyes
"Came to see my #1 fan" Harry chuckled.
"Harry Styles, Im not kidding!!" I said giggling.
"Okay, I just wanted to see you... Your.. Just....so...amusing" Harry replied, shrugging.
"Well, I am hungry" I said grinning
"Course, where to mate?"
"Something exotic, something new"
Harry smiled, "I've got just the thing"
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"Open your eyes" Harry ordered
I opened my eyes, and I was on a small table with a red checkered cloth & bread and butter in a cute basket.
"Holy. shit. Harry. Where are we?"
"London"
I laughed until I looked to see the London bridge.
I gasped and started to smile.
" 'Ello, what will you to fellows 'ave for today?" A man asked in a thick British accent.
"I will have two of your signature plates & some lemonade" Harry answered.
Before I could open my mouth and protest, Harry shoved a piece of bread with butter.
I swallowed & licked my lips hungrily. This was the most delicious bread ever.
"How did we get here?" I retorted shoving more bread into my mouth.
"Private Jet"
"Private Jet?!" I said nearly choking on my bread.
"Surprised?" Harry teased
"No. Your Harry Styles after all" I said with a grin
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"After we dinned in London, we went to a few museums & visit various candy stores and I still have a bag right here." I said to Misha.
"Holy. Fucking. Shit. He took you to... LONDON?!?!?!" Misha yelled
"Yeah so what?"
Misha looked at me seriously and huffed "Arielle, I think Harry Styles is starting to like you"
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Wonderstruck
FanfictionTo Arielle Parks love simply does not exist. Stubborn Arielle she refuses to know the true meaning of love. Every boy that ever meets Arielle falls for her charming personality and her beauty. Harry Styles is well known by teenage girls all ove...
