A Directioner's Dream - (Harry Styles Fanfic)

"...you're absolutely gorgeous... and you don't even know it."

Chapter 3:

"Uh, gotta go. Call you later." I quickly hung up the phone. 

Harry walked over and sat down on the couch. Right next to me. "So, who was that?" 

"My best friend Sarah." I held up my phone and showed him my screen saver. It was Sarah and I doing our signature duck face. Probably not the best picture of me… oh well.

Harry laughed. "Cute face."

I blushed. 

"Hey, what's your twitter name?" Harry asked pulling out his phone. 

"LaurenFord21" I said. I've always wondered why I added the '21'… I'm so dumb sometimes.

A couple seconds later, my phone beeped.

"@Harry_Styles: Sitting outside while @LaurenFord21 shows me her duck face. it's quite adorable"

Did he just say adorable? He called me adorable? Yeah, he did.

"Nice tweet." I giggle. 

"I tweet the truth." Harry smirks.

Harry and I get caught up talking about random things, like food chains in America or our favorite TV shows.

"Tim told you about the tour right?" 

"No? What tour?"

"Um, we have a tour coming up. A world tour. In 7 days." Harry half-smiled. 

"World tour?! I just got to England, and now I'm gonna be traveling the world?" Wow. Leave it up to Tim to not tell about something this big!

"That's what you get." He grinned.

"Well, I didn't necessarily chose for my uncle to be One Direction's manager." 

"Well he is. I can't wait to show you the rest of the UK and Australia." He says looking into my eyes.

"Who says you're going to show me? What if I want Liam to? Or Zayn?" I laughed. There goes my bad flirting again.

"Oh, well if you don't want me to show you then I guess I won't." He makes a pouty face.

"Isn't part of the tour in the US?" I ask.

Harry nods.

"Okay, I'll let you show me the UK and Australia, if you let me show you the US." I giggle.

"Deal." Harry says looking down at my lips and then back up at my eyes. I thought he was gonna kiss me.

We start talking again, about random, pointless things. It gets quiet, and Harry looks me straight in the eye. 

"What?" I smiled. I didn't understand why he was just staring at me.

"You're just really pretty." Harry says pushing my blonde hair out of my face.

"Aw, Harry, That's so sweet. But, I'm really not." I have to admit, even though I'm a huge flirt, I'm extremely insecure. People always say I look like a barbie. Thin, blue eyes, and blonde hair. But, I don't feel that way at all.

"That's the thing, you are absolutely gorgeous… and you don't even know it." Harry says tilting my chin up.

"Thank you Harry." I say as I lay my head on his shoulder.

The rest of the night consisted of Harry and I spilling everything to each other. Just telling each other random stories. We kept tweeting each other things, even though we were right next to each other. He's so easy to talk to. I feel like I could tell him anything. 

"I think I'm gonna follow you on twitter." Harry starts typing on his phone.

"Oh, what an honor." I say, being sarcastic.

"Yeah. You're lucky, I only follow the pretty fans." he winks at me. 

"Oh, so I'm only a fan to you huh?" I smirk at him.

"No, you're the girl I met today, that I am kinda...starting to fall for." He puts his phone away and looks into my blue eyes.

He's falling for me? That fast? I've heard Harry's a manwhore. He flirts with every girl he sees. I'm not believing anything, just yet. But, I can't believe he said that.

Harry and I stay out on the balcony until 4 in the morning talking about random things. We had some deep conversations, I loved every minute of it.

"Harry, I'm tired." I said yawning. 

"Me too." Harry said catching my yawn.

I stood up and walked into my bedroom. Harry followed behind me.

We were standing in my doorway, our skin almost touching. I was looking up at him and he was looking down at me. He was a little bit taller than me, and I liked it. I wanted to kiss him so bad, but wouldn't that be awkward? I never make the first move, but little did I know, I didn't have to.

Harry crashes his lips into mine and kissed me. I had my hands around his neck and his were on the small of my back. We pulled back and he bit his lip. His hands still lingered on my body.

"Night, Lauren." He said as he turned out the door. 

I laid in bed, thinking about everything that had happened. I went through my timeline on twitter, and I saw that Harry tweeted.

"@Harry_Styles: had a great night, kinda tired but it was worth it. x"

Yes, It was a great night.