Hey there, so I've been wanting to write a fan fiction, but haven't because I never had the chance. I know I say I will update and I never do, but it's because I'm still working out all the kinks. I swear that I'll commit to this, because One Direction is perfection and I love them so yeah. I promise I'll try to update regularly.
This story is complete fiction – it has never happened. All real people in this story own themselves and I am in no way affiliated with them.
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I was on tumblr being a dedicated Directioner like I do every other normal day, when I refreshed to see gorgeous pictures of the boys. I changed tabs, and started stalking the boys' twitters. My heart stopped when I saw Zayn's, Niall's, Liam's, and Louis' tweets about Harry running off. I heard a frantic knock on my door. Puzzled, I glanced around, thinking perhaps I imagined it. But I heard it again, as well as the doorbell. My brother yelled from his room for me to get it, and I obliged. Curious as to whom could be knocking on our door, I trudged down the stairs and opened my front door to see a very sad, very much real Harry Styles standing on my porch.
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Freeing Harry Styles
FanfictionHarry Styles ran away from it all- the fame, the band, the boy. He shows up at a random person's house, who happens to be a huge fan. Kayla is there for Harry, and shows him how to cope without Louis. I really want to say read it please, but I hardl...
