Sorry guise! I've had a pretty busy weekend and yes......I'm gone tell ya! Okay so on Saturday I spent from 9:45 am to 4pm helping clean up around the house, then I went and got muh har did, and then my bestie Casey came over and at 6 we left for nicks birthday party which btw was sooooo much fun!! Well then Kali and Casey came home and spent the night since I live like 3 minutes away from Nick and went to bed then Sunday I went to churh, lunch and then Logan's house until around 10 then I had To take a bath then do my paper and then go to bed! BAM weekend set! And now it's 4:23 pm and I'm telling a bunch of directioners how my weekend was! Okay. I'm done! Bye!!
-Kayla
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I awoke the next morning, 2 years after I got back with Harry, as I slowly rolled out of bed and made my way to the door, a knocking went on continuously as I opened it.
"Wow." Harry chuckled, standing there in his pajama bottoms.
"What?" I shrugged, looking down at my American flag tank top and blue shorts, reaching midway below my thighs, my hair up in a messy bun.
"Patriotism much?" Harry asked.
"It's a tank top." I said, tugging at the bottom of the shirt.
"Last time I checked, you were British." Harry said smiling.
"Yeah, were." I said.
"You still have the accent." Harry pointed out.
"What do you need Styles?"
I asked, changing the subject.
"To come in." Harry made his way past me, plopping down onto the extra bed, watching tv.
We were in New York and I had stayed in the room across the hall from Harry's. The guys were on tour and I had flown to New York to surprise Harry.
I sighed, shutting the door and walking back to my bed, pulling myself under the covers, warming back up as I grabbed my phone, scrolling through Instagram.
Harry let out a loud, fake snore as I giggled, looking over at him, his eyes closed and his hair tossled. It was obvious he had just woken up, and came over.
The end of Harry's lips curved into a smile as I tossed a pillow at him, "Fakerrrr!" I yelled as he chuckled, ten groaned, cuddling with the pillow.
"Stop messing with me." Harry whined.
"I threw a pillow at you?" I said.
"Yeah. Stahp ittttt." He groaned as I threw another.
I threw all of my pillows at him, then my slippers and extra blankets.
"You're as asking for it." Harry threw a pillow out of his face as I giggled.
"Asking for what?" I asked, throwing a dirty tshirt on his head.
"That's it." Harry jumped up and so did I as I ran into the corner of the room, Harry cornering me.
"AHHHHHHH!!" I screamed as Harry wrapped his arms around me, tickling me everywhere I was ticklish as I screamed louder and louder.
"You gonna stop?" He asked as I laughed.
"I'LL STOP I'LL STOP!" I yelled. How do I always get in this situation?
"You love me?" Harry asked.
"I LOVE YOU WITH ALL OF MY HEART NOW STOPP!" I yelled laughing hard as Harry chuckled.
"Will you marry?" Harry asked as he immediatly stopped tickling me, pulling a ring out of his pocket as my mouth sat wide open, both of us breathing heavily.
I smiled and nodded, speechless as I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck, accepting the ring on my. Finger as a camera flashed from inside the bathroom, capturing the moment.
"NOW AINT THAT SWEET!"
Louis yelled as the guys walked out of my bathroom.
"How did y'all......?" I asked slowly.
"It's a long story!" Liam said smiling widley.
I nodded as Harry helped me to my feet as I smiled at the simple, but perfect ring on my finger, hugging Harry once more.
"I want pizza." Niall said, staring blankly at the ground.
"For breakfast?" Liam asked.
"Yes. For breakfast! Now c'mon!" Niall said, as he ran into the hall.
"We need to change!" Zayn said.
"It's New York! Have you SEEN what some of these people wear?" Niall asked, running wildly down the hall.
We all chuckled as we followed Niall down the hall, in our pajamas. We busted out into the city and made our way to the pizza parlor, laughing and joking around like we have been, for the past 4 years.
So, of course, the news about Harry and I didn't stay a secret for long. Later on that day, we were spotted, hand in hand at Madison Square Garden, goofing off an hour before their show.
As the show began, I watched as Harry poured his heart into his solo, his arm decending out towards the crowd, his muscles flexed as the fans took pictures. He smiled, running his fingers through his hair, looking over, giving me a wink.
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Okay guys! I hope y'all liked it!! ALERT ALERT! There's only ONE more chapter after this!!!! Btw it's now 11:22 pm, I should be asleep but I'm entertaining yalls minds!! Haha! I'm a nerd. Sorreh!!
-Kayla
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The Singer (A Harry Styles FanFic)
Fanfic15 year old Marlie doesn't have it easy and the only person to make her happy is her 16 year old boyfriend Harry Styles. That is until things change and some things get herder. How will Marlie handle her situations?