One Love: One Direction One-Shots

Selena & Harry <3

Hope you like it Selena! Sorry it took so long!

I was walking around my park with my friend Stella. We were looking for cute guys. Well Stella was

“Ohh! Look at him!” She walks by a boy

I gag “Can we go!?”

“No! Not until both of us find a boyfriend!”

“I don’t think we can get a boyfriend in a few minutes” I mumble

“Whatever” She shrugs at me

I pull out my wallet, and get out 5 dollars

“What are you doing?” Stella asks me

“Getting an ice cream” I retort

I walk up to the little stand and get my ice cream

“Can I have some?” Stella asks

“I would have bought you one” I tell her

She licks it “Ew! Okay have the rest” I laugh

I look around and see some of the people. I see a couple with a little baby playing. A rude mom yelling at her kid in the sandbox. A teenage couple making out. Then I see a group of boys playing soccer. God, they look really cute. A very cute boy with curly hair and dimples caught my eye

“Come on! Let’s go talk to them” Stella suggests, still eating the ice cream

“Not until you finish” I grab a napkin and hand her it

The boys were getting pretty involved into the game. One of the boys was going crazy and running around. The curly haired boy got in front of him to block him, kicked the ball out of the way. But he tumbled and fell over

“Oh god! Is he okay!?” I yell, running over to him

His friends start laughing

“Are you okay?” I ask the boy

“Yeah. I’m fine. This is how you play football”

“You mean soccer?” I ask, confused. They must be from somewhere else

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to know if you were okay. I’ll leave” I walk away

I walk up to Stella

“How was it?” She nudges me

“I acted stupid. We didn’t talk long because I left”

“That’s never like you!” She yells

Stella gives me a look. She points to the boy I saw fall down running over to us

“Hey. I was wondering why you left?” He asks

“Really?”

‘Yeah. Maybe we could hang out sometime?” He asks me

“Um, sure” I smile at him

“I’m Selena”

“Harry”

“Come on! We’re leaving!” One of his friends yell at him

“Here” He hands me a piece of paper with his number on it

“Hm, who didn’t want to go boy hunting?” Stella asks