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Hannah Styles
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Hannah’s POV
Harry’s long fingered hand reached out and gingerly grabbed the door handle. In that moment a
few things finally became real to me.
1) I was at the door of HARRY STYLES’ hotel room.
2) He had KISSED me in the elevator.
3) I was about to actually meet One Direction, my favorite band since 2010.
My mind was jolted back to reality when the posh hotel suit door flew open. Harry’s green eyes
sparkled as he looked down at me, a gorgeous smile gracing his features. He held out his arm,
gesturing me to enter. Slowly, I stepped inside, harry following close behind me, immediately I noticed
one thing. Noise. From a room not too far away there was manic laughing, and some yelling. The next
thing to hit me was the boys. Literally.
“NOOOOOOOOOO! STTTOOPPPP!!!” someone laugh-yelled, exiting the room. It was Louis. He turned
his head towards us, and his eyes lit up.
“HAZZA’S BACK!!” he continued yelling, and turned towards me. He grinned a devilish smile,
and added to his original observation.
“AND HE BROUGHT A GIRLLLLL!!!” which caused all the boys to come rushing in, screaming
and yelling, and tackled me in this thing that was supposed to be a ‘hug’ but more resembled a football
play.
“BOYS!” Liam shouted, attempting to take control of the situation. He was the only one who
hadn’t gone in for the group hug, like the other boys. “We do not tackle house guests! Now get off the
poor girl.” He said sternly, and one by one they proceeded to do as they were told- including Harry,
who had joined in on the hug- and introduced themselves. Niall was first. He extended a hand, which I
gratefully took, and helped me up.
“I’m Niall.” He said, grinning from ear to ear, with blue eyes glittering. Zayn tossed me a small
wave and a smile, and Louis went right in for another ‘hug’ and shouted
“IM LOUIS THE CARROT KING!” and scurried away. Liam smiled at me, and waved from his
vantage point on the sofa, and stated simply
“Hello Love, I’m Liam.”
Harry turned to me and beamed, grinning like an idiot.
“Now you’ve met the boys.” He said, and looked like he was about to say something else, when
