My One Direction Fan Fictions

The Bus Stop- Harry Styles

You were in London, waiting at the bus stop, to get the bus home from work. You had had a long and tiring day and you couldn't wait to get home and get in your pyjamas and listen to One Direction as you tidied up your room. And it was Friday night, meaning you could finally start a new series to watch or watch a movie. It was going to be a great night. What could be better than watching movies and listening to your favourite band. 

As you waited you noticed a young man walking towards the bus stop. He was wearing a hat and sunglasses, so you could not see his face clearly. And he was on the phone. He was a little to far to hear what he was saying but you knew he was heading towards the bus stop, where you were standing. 

It was when he was a little closer when you noticed the tattoos he had on his arm. It suddenly snapped and you felt tears come to your eyes. You put a hand to your heart. It couldn't be. Was it really? No! No way! Your heart was beating faster and you suddenly started to feel sick and anxious. You stepped back and sat heavily down on the bench. It was no other person but Harry Styles. A member of One Direction. The one and only Mr. Styles. You had literally just been thinking about him. This was crazy!

You pinched yourself a couple times to make sure it wasn't a dream. It wasn't.

He soon stopped at the bus stop, and you found that you were breathing loudly. You tried to calm yourself. You didn't want him to think you were some crazy person or something. He was standing so close. 

"Do you know what time the bus arrives?" 

You snapped out of your daydream. Harry Styles had just asked you a question. You felt faint. You tried to speak but no words came out. 

Just then a number appeared on the screen that showed the bus would be arriving in about three minutes. 

Harry sat down on the bench, just inches away from you. He took out his phone and started to text someone. You wondered if he was texting another member of One Direction. Was he texting Niall? Or maybe Louis?

Eager to capture this moment forever, you pulled out your phone and as secretly as possible snapped a photo of Harry. The flash was on. Harry turned and looked at you. At first he looked shocked and surprised then his face expression changed into a big warm smile. 

"Want to take a photo with me instead?" Harry asked. 

You nodded and he slid across the bench so he was sitting right beside you. Your legs were touching! His arms was around you! This had to be the best day of your life so far. You couldn't wait to tell your friends and family about this. 

After you had taken a couple photos, you both talked for a bit. When the bus arrived, you both got on and sat next to each other and continued to talk. 

A few stops later, Harry stood up. He smiled at you.

"I get off here, but would you like a hug?"

You stood up, nervously, and you found his arms were around you for a split second and then he was gone. As the bus rolled out out from the bus stop, you looked out the window and saw Harry standing there waving at you.

When you arrived home, you took out your phone to phone your best friend and tell her everything. It was then you saw a notification on your Twitter and Instagram. Harry Styles had followed you on both!