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- POV Courtney-

I am in London with my friend Cayla for this weekend. Mainly because I forced her to come here with me since my idol —Harry Styles— lives here. Maybe I am a little obsessed with him, but just a little though. But he is just so cute, and handsome, and perfect. Just perfect. Anyway, Cayla was in the hotel, doing whatever she is doing, and I was going to walk around London. Hopefully I would meet Harry, I would die. Like for real.

If I saw Harry I would scream, fall down on the ground and just cry. He would think I'm an idiot, but everyone thinks that already so yeah, it's whatever. No it isn't whatever, it is a big deal if he thinks I'm weird. I just want him to love me. Okay no, maybe that's a little to much. But it's true though. I sound so obsessed at the moment, but it's true. All I am saying is true.

Okay, but right now I am near the London eye. Errr... Where should I go? I mean. Where would a Harry Styles be? He would be... Somewhere. Wait, you know what? I am going to stalk him. I take my phone out of my pocket and go over to his instagram, I check his story. He posted a picture of him near the big ben an hour ago! Is he still there though? I don't think so. But let's just go there! I started to run towards it. But my clumsy ass bumbed into a random creepy old dude and I fell down.

Now I have a story time: 'how I stalked Harry Styles and fell down!' Just after that thought someone stepped in my face. "Ouch," I mumped towards the shoe on my face. My eyes were closed. The feet got away. "I am so sorry," I hear a familiar voice say. I start to freak out and opened my eyes. I looked into the green-eyed-boy I always saw in my dreams. "It's okay," I said and I got up. My face was hurting. "I didn't saw you and I wasn't really paying attention towards the ground and I-" he starts to rumble. Why is this low key me?

I cutting him off. "No it's okay. Really. I am just clumsy and was hurring towards the big ben and I bumbed into a creepy old men. I fell down and just started to think about what happened when I could get up and I am so small so no one sees me so yeah," I rumble. He laughs a little, "don't rumble. I am Harry by the way." He holds up his hand to me. Waiting for me to shake it.

I smile a little, "my name is Courtney." I take his hand. Oh my god it's so soft! I shake his hand meanwhile I am dying inside. "Are you sure you're okay?" I nod, "yeah. Totally." I finish the line in my head with 'now I am talking to you'. "You know what: Let me make it up to you. What about we grab some coffee? I'll pay." I start to fangirl so hard but I try to look calm. "That sounds great." He smiles and we started to walk towards a café.

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Oh well... Here is part one. Courtney I hope you like this. Err... I'll update when I write more. So yea... Btw don't expect much of this... I am not the best at writing.

BTW parts are going to be around 500 words only, so yeah...

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