"Oh my gosh I'm gonna die!", I scream as I hurtle down the hill on my nearly broken skis. I vere off into the trees trying to protect the innocent bystanders from, well me.
"Oaf," The wind is knocked out of me, I wince closing my eyes. I lie dazed on the ground trying to collect me bearings. "well hitting a tree is better then hitting a person." I mutter under under my breath.
"Yeah, it's too bad I'm not a tree.", Says a deep voice from underneath me.
I scream and tip over sideways as the snow beneath me starts to sit up. Or rather the boy under the snow sits up.
"Oh my goodness I am so sorry! Ugh my day could not be going any worse!", I Apologize profusely as I help him wipe the snow off of his face. I'm still blabbering about how dangerious skiing is when I help him stand up. Only Then do I really look at his face. Like realy focus on who is standing in front of me. My life just ended.
"Oh my goodness gracious. You're Harry Styles. I just killed you. I just killed Harry styles. I am going to die. Somebody pinch me." I say backing away. I am seriously about to loose it.
Harry steps closer to me, he takes off his glove he reaches out his hand and pinches my cheak.
"Oh my goodness gracious I almost killed a super cute girl while she was skiing down this hill. I knocked her over with my abbs of steel and she almost died!" He says grabbing my shoulders. (YES HE IS TOUCHING MY SHOULDERS!)
"Are you sure your okay because I'm certified in CPR" Did he just wink or am I imagining things.
I just concentrate on breathing. I think I'm gonna faint. Wait did I say that out loud?
"I know I caught you, but I didn't catch your name." Says Harry as he slides he hands into his jacket pocket.
"HARRY! Harry where did you go?", Call four very distinctive voices in the distance..
"Hey lets get of here." Says Harry as he grabs my hand.
"Sure, no prob. I could clearly use more practice...."
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Happening.( Harry styles and 1D)
FanfictionRose Fontaine is a 16 year old girl living a pretty miserable life by her own standards. Her mother Harmony Belland and father Michael Fontaine divorced when Rose was 6. Her mother ran off to travel the world and she was left to live with her dead b...