Riley's POV:
I stood there, my mouth set in a smile, as Harry strummed his guitar. I jumped on top of him, both of us falling onto my bed. I lightly kissed him on the mouth.
"I love you," I said softly.
"Hm?" He asked, teasingly.
"You can't do that to me," I said, grinning. He leaned over and kissed me on my nose.
I reached over and ruffled his curls.
"You never said it," I mumbled.
Harry's perfect features melted. "I love you so much, I can't even say." He jumped up and opened the door of the hotel room. He ran down the hall, down the stairs and into the lobby. I followed him, and watched as he stood in the middle of the lobby, arms stretched above him. "I love Riley Wynter!" He yelled.
I stood next to the elevator, in my plaid pajama pants, my blonde hair in a messy bun, blushing madly.
"I'm in love with Harry Styles." I said.
We're both crazy teenagers in love - nothing will change that.
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Lovin' Styles
FanfictionRiley Wynter is a normal girl. Dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a curious nature (plus some sassy remarks across the way). Her family encourages her to try out for X Factor - and surprisingly, she makes it. While she is in this competition...
