One Shots

Zhyzhia&Harry

I walk out of the gate and see the familiar curly hair waiting for me. A smile breaks out on my face as I run over, dropping my bag and throwing myself into his arms.

“I can’t believe you’re finally here,” he says with a laugh, spinning me around. After months of persuading, I finally convinced my parents that letting me come to London to look for flats for after graduation would be a good idea. They hadn’t been too happy with me staying with Harry, but I’d convinced them it would be better than staying at some crummy hotel. “C’mon lets get you home before the reinforcements have all been called” he says with a laugh grabbing my bag. I look around, finally noticing the growing crowd around us. There were girls with cameras out while others were on their phones, probably calling their friends. I laugh, nodding my head and he puts an arm around my shoulders, leading me out to the car where Paul was waiting. I slide into the seat, plopping the bag on the floor between the two of us as Harry slides in next to me. “What’s this?” Harry asks, grabbing at a furry lump poking out the top of my bag.

“Oh its no—“ I say as he pulls out a teddy bear. He looks at it with a laugh.

“Is this the bear I gave you on our first date?” he asks, looking at me, his eyes twinkling. I grab the bear back, holding it against my chest.

“Yes” I say “It’s my Hazza Bear” He nods, his face growing serious as he takes the bear and examines it.

“I can see the resemblance” he says a cheeky smile appearing as he holds it up to his face. I laugh grabbing it back and hitting him in the stomach jokingly. The car pulls to a stop and Harry opens the door calling a thanks to Paul as he steps out. I climb out after him, taking the hand he offers, my eyes growing wide at the building in front of me.

“You live here?” I gasp. He glances back at the building before looking at me shrugging slightly.

“Yea” he says as if it’s no big deal that he lived in a multimillion dollar mansion.

“How can I expect to stay here? None of the flats in my price range are ever going to compare, “ I say with a laugh. He laughs taking my hand and leading me into the building. When we get up to the flat, he starts showing me around and I drop my bag off in the bedroom. I take my Hazza Bear and place it on the bed next to the pillows. “Perfect” I say with a grin.

“Absolutely perfect” he says and I turn to see him standing in the doorway.

“What is?” I ask.

“You, here” he says gesturing as he walks to me with a smile.

“Why Harry Edward Styles that wouldn’t be some kind of innuendo seeing as we’re in a bedroom would it?” I ask raising an eyebrow with a laugh watching as his face turned red. He quickly shakes his head, taking my hands in his.

“No, not just being in the bedroom, being here, in London, with me. It’s exactly like it’s supposed to be. And if I have any say in it, exactly how it will stay. Forever and always.