The Trust Bar (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) (on hold)

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   Heys!! Well this is my fan fiction for Harry. I got a good idea for it and I didn't want to loose it. So I'm starting I hope you like it. This one is for my least favorite boy band member, Harry. The reason I am the least fond of Harry is because he's to big of a flirt. I'm sorry I've dated flirts and they're the worst, so Harry....I'm sorry but no. To flirty for me. No effence, I mean he's cute and has an amazing voice but so do the rest of One Direction so I like them off of their personality, Harry's is too flirty for me but if he asked me out heck yes I'd say yes. Any way here's my Harry fan fic!

  Taylor's P.O.V

   Have you eve gotten that feeling of lonliness? Like when you're just walking along and you're just hit by the over whelming pain of lonliness. Well that's how I feel. I mean my parents left me and moved to America, my brother lives in Doncaster and my sister passed away last year.  I get lonely a lot, but I can push through it. So I make it by.

  I walked along the sidewalk to the bakery in Chesire. Of course it was winter, so I was freezing in my jeans, boots, and sweatshirt. I didn't really care what I was wearing. Even if I just had lunch with my best friend, Danielle, and her boyfriend Liam. Yes Liam Payne from One Direction. They were taking a break from tour. So I have only met one member of One Direction. I didn't really care to meet the rest of them. I'm not a fan. I don't go to concerts or meet and greets with Danielle. If she goes then I stay at my house and watch movies all day.

    One day while she was at a concert I stayed in my dorm doing random things like singing, dancing, watching movies, prank calling. It was a boat load of fun. I was in cotton blue shorts, the same sweat shirt I'm wearing now, and pulled my shoulder length blond hair into a messy bun. And no make up. Which meant I looked fine. I have fair skin, average weight, pure green eyes, and I'm about 5' 6". So I'm your normal girl. I don't stand out. Blond hair, green eyes, I mean I guess I'm pretty. I don't look in mirrors often enough to actually care.

   Right now it was after lunch, hence I just ate lunch with Danielle and Liam, and I was stopping by the bakery for some bread. Peeta bread. No I'm not a Hunger Games adict either. No #TeamPeeta or #TeamGale. No Mockingjays. I just like Peeta bread. Not my fault some lady used the name of a bread for some guys character in her book. In my opinion that's just a little crazy. I wasn't really adicted to anything accept music. I especially liked The Script and Nsync. But I usually lsiten to anything. But unlike every other 18 year old I don't listen to One Direction. I prefer to stray from the crowd.

   I'm studying to be a music teacher. I can play almost every instrument, and I can sing. So I'm just an ordinary girl. A bunch of people are studying to be a music teacher. So I'm no one special, no one that will stand out in your mind. Just normal old Taylor Hillrige.

  I turned the corner which led to the bakery parking lot. I sped up my steps as I neared the bakery. It's not my fault I wanted to get into the warm bakery. Plus it smelt good. The bell rang as I opened the door.

  The warm feeling and scent over whelmed me. I inhaled deeply and walked towards the counter. I smiled at the shop owner. I was so used to seeing him. I'm a usual customer here. The baker walked away to go take care of his bread which left a tall, curly haired boy standing in front of me. I've seen him before. Somewhere....

"Aren't you Harry Styles?" I asked leaning on the glass case.

"Yes. Please don't go fan girl on me."

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not a fan. I just know who you are because my best friend is dating Liam."

"Oh, you're friends with Danielle?"

"Yeah, she's my best friend."

"Well, you're a lucky girl." He grinned cheekily. Oh yeah. He's the flirt of the band. Exactly why he's my least favorite.