International Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction) ON HOLD: MAJOR REVISION

Chapter 1

"Are you serious? Kasey, you have to be kidding me right now." I'm starting to get distressed. I had hauled my butt all the way to the mall to find out my best friend, who promised we'd go shopping, can't make it. "Yea, I understand. I'll be fine shopping alone, looking like a loser." I just hear laughing through the phone. She promises me that I won't look like a loser as long I don't feel like one...too late for that.

Sure, I have a boyfriend, play field hockey, and have a few good friends, but if I run into one of those bitches from school I'm going to die right then and there. I will have to put on that fake smile and pretend that their life is actually important to me. Might as well start digging my grave now...

I walk into Hot Topic just looking at the band stuff. Looking over the tanks my eyes land on this incredible tank that I have to buy. It has a mermaid on it. "Courtney would love this. Watch out for 'Grandma Sparkles!'" I say under my breath. Long story short for the "Grandma Sparkles": my friends and I created a family tree that turned into a bush that extended to foliage. Too many people with way too much incest. Courtney says that she is a mermaid that is also a stripper...she has a twisted mind.

Walking up to pay for the tank top I admire that lady working the cash register. Her make up looks incredible and that pink hair was dyed an incredible hot pink that looks professionally done. I think I just developed a girl crush. Just as I turn to make a sharp right out of the store I run into something hard. I land on my ass hard and my bags spill out of my hands. Thank the Lord for the fact that I decided not to wear a skirt. Then my panties would be on full display.

I slowly sit up afraid to look around and see people staring at me, that would be mortifying. I see before me a group of some fine looking fellows. Holding my head in my hands I go to help the person with whom I ran into. I grab hold of his hand and pull him up. Wait, I think I've seen these faces before. "I'm so sorry about that, I should have watched where I was going." I blurt out.

"It's quite alright, love." Ah, that gorgeous Irish accent. That was enough to send me to cloud nine. Snap out of it Willow! Just think of it as a group of really, really, really hot guys...that doesn't help. I'm screwed. I'm practically melting on the inside, however, I'm able to manage to keep my cool.

"Here, let us help you," A few of the boys help me collect the bags that fell and hand them to me with smiles on their faces. I return a smile and mutter a thank you. Niall speaks up after he made sure he was alright.

"What's your name?" Harry questions me, oh sweet baby Jesus, that voice.

"Willow." I reply smiling.

"Well, Willow, how about we treat you to a...what do they have that's sweet in this shopping center?"

"Mall," I say under my breath.

"Sorry?" Niall questions, starting to get really confused.

"This building is called a 'mall'." They all nod in understanding. "There is a pretzel place called Auntie Em's and they have some good cinnamon sugar pretzels." There's a group of girls around twelve years old and they're whispering and whipping out their phones. One brave girl comes over and asked if they would like to take pictures. They all agree saying it's their pleasure. After the group left I lead the way to the pretzel stand.

"So why haven't you gone all fan-girl on us yet?" Zayn asks coming up to my side.

"Well, I view you guys as normal people, it's not like you have super human abilities." I start laughing a bit. "Sure, you're famous, but it's also a career based on something you love. I think of it as a meeting a famous author. You're also not the first famous singing group I've met. I've met Rascal Flatts. To be perfectly honest I'm more hung up on the accents." They all start to laugh at the comment. "Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge fan of your guys' music."

We got in line and ordered three pretzels and we split them in pairs. I ended up sharing one with Niall, I think we're bad luck together. One of the guys who was working passed by my chair and tripped on one of the legs. "Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" I ask, quickly getting up.

"Yea. Yea, I'm good." He says brushing himself off, "The bad thing is, it always happens around cute girls." I blush looking down. Trying to save the awkwardness he continues, "Well enjoy your pretzel."

"Wow, did he have the hots for you!" Louis says nudging me. I roll my eyes at him.

"I've already got a boyfriend."

"Oh, do you have any pictures?" Niall asks, sounding genuinely excited. I pull out my phone and show them a picture of Andrew and I. Andrew has blonde hair blue eyes and is about seven inches taller than me. "You guys look cute together!" Niall compliments. I just give him a small smile. Harry must have noticed, because he decides to make a snide remark.

"You don't seem to happy about it."

"No, I am," I smile a bit wider to try to hide what I really feel. I was happy with him. This point in my relationship with Andrew I have a feeling that something's off, not with him, with me. Andrew is always so sweet and caring it's just I no longer feel that fire with him. It's been this way for a month now. I've talked to Kasey about maybe breaking up with him, but I'm afraid to break his heart. He always talks about how we are going to be high school sweethearts, but I was never sure that I truly want that. I'm not sure that I want them.

"I can see through that, been there done that, dump him." Harry says quite bluntly. Louis hits him upside the head. "Ouch!" Harry shovesLouis back, "What? Why beat around the bush, you all can see that she's not passionate about the relationship, if not you're all blind." I gawk at him, how can he be so rude? Sure, it's true, but seriously, FILTER.

"Anyway," I sigh, "it was nice meeting you boys, but I really gotta getting going now." I start to stand up but Niall catches my arm to keep me in place. I look at him, curiosity written all over my face.

"Here," He grabs my phone probably adding a new contact, "if you ever want to talk or need anything just call or text. I sent myself your number so I know who it actually is." I stare at him in disbelief, not really sure how to react. Niall Horan just gave me his number!

"Uh, thanks. It was great meeting you guys." They all get up and gave me a hug.

When I go to give Harry a hug I can't help but melt in his arms, his cologne smells amazing and his arms are so muscular and protective. He then whispers in my ear, "Don't waste your time with him. You know you want something better, something with a fire to it." When the other boys notice that it's an unusually long hug Louis speaks up. "Easy there tiger." As he pulls Harry off of me.

"Niall, it was nice 'bumping into you'." I say with the biggest grin on my face. He gives me a big ole bear hug.

"Anytime for you babe," He says seductively in a joking manner. I just shove his shoulder lightly laughing at how goofy he is. "In all seriousness, it was nice to make a new friend. Hey are you going to the St. Louis concert?"

"No, I can't I have this thing with my youth group..."

"How about we take you to the Chicago ones?" He suggests excitedly.

"I don't know," I scratch my head, "I'd have to check."

"Great! Text me, call me, or vise-versa."

"Alright." I slowly walk away dumbfounded. What the fuck just happened?

Finally finished the chapter. Yay! I'll upload as soon as I can!