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Chapter 17 – Valerie’s P.O.V.
Stop hyperventilating, Valerie. Just stop. Stop it. Stop it. Stop—
“What is life?” I yelled, tears forming in my eyes as my fangirl attack seemed unstoppable. “Holy actual shit. Holy beejezus. Holy I can’t breathe,” I stammered, gripping my chest.
“Val, are you all right?” Harry chuckled as he walked over to me.
I managed to nod my head, then I turned back to the four boys that were laughing at me. “I’m so sorry, I just can’t even cope with reality and—“
“It’s all right, love,” Niall laughed.
“Yeah. We don’t mind,” Zayn added with a warm smile.
I bit my lower lip, managing to fight back another scream at how perfect they were. I clasped my hands together, biting my knuckles as I stared at them. “Can ask you a really weird question that I’m probably going to regret?”
They exchanged glances, then gave me a faint shrug.
I nearly squealed, “Can I please touch your faces to make sure this is real life?”
“I don’t see why not,” Louis smirked, shrugging slightly as I was nearly smacked in the face.
Did he really say yes?
Holy God, save me. Kissing Harry fucking Styles is one thing, but touching every damn member of One Direction’s face? Holy Jesus. Oh dear holy baby Jesus. What do I even do with myself anymore?
My hands were shaking as a few water droplets rolled down my cheeks, but I still stepped forehead. Louis chuckled as he leaned his face towards my hands and I nearly died on the spot. I closed my eyes, turning my face as my hands came into contact with his soft cheeks.
He’s fucking real.
“Ooff,” I muttered, biting my lower lip. I finally managed to turn back and look at Louis, but he was simply smirking like this was the funniest thing he ever saw.
And that’s the same look the other three boys gave me as I went down the line. I swear I’m dreaming. But when I got to Harry, I touched his face, too. Just for the hell of it. If I’m dreaming, why not make the most of it?
“Now that that’s out of the way,” Liam smirked, “let’s play a game.”
“I vote twenty questions,” Harry smirked as my hands were still cupping his face. He gently grabbed my wrists before pulling my hands down and lacing our fingers together.
Yup. I’m officially dead and in fangirl heaven.
One Direction Heaven, that’s what this is called.
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Fangirl // Harry Styles
FanfictionBeing the biggest fangirl in her home state, Valerie Anderson writes fan-fiction constantly. She just completed a Harry Styles one, when the totally unexpected happened; she meets him. On her journey with Harry Styles and the rest of One Direction...
