Fan 4 Life

More Than This

A/N Before you read this awesome story, a word, I was already thinking of a sequel, EEEEP! <3 Yeah, for this book.

Anyway, I need more directioner support.

Tc, and love lots, xx

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"Gail.." Harry said, his voice ringing to my ears as if it's the most beautiful piece of music ever made.

"H-Harry.." I said, my voice cracking, tears falling.

"Don't cry.."

"Heck, I'm crying because you're trying to break my window!" I laughed, but tears were falling.

"Is that true?" He snorted.

"No." I laughed back.

"Gail.. I'm.. I'm sorry.." He said, looking down on his shoes.

This seems like a movie, me looking out my window while my lover tries to wake me up throwing pebbles just to talk to me or do something sweet.

"It's okay, Harry.. I was the one who didn't explain to you clearly--"

"No, it's entirely my fault." Harry interrupted.

He took out some boards, I assume, plac cards?

He took one by one, the first one says,

"Can we"

I raised one brow making him laugh at me.

The next one says,

"Fall"

"I still don't get it!" I shouted, laughing.

He showed the third one,

"One more"

Then the last,

"Time?"

I nodded my head, wanting to just jump out of my window and hug him.

But I can't,

This is a second storey house, I might die.

"Gail, I made you a song.." He said, with a wry smile.

"Let's hear it." I replied, taking a chair and sitting infront of the window.

"I hope you like it.. I just thought of us while making this song. You hugging Zayn.. it just won't feel right," Harry smiled.

"I know, I really feel bad.. but it really doesn't mean anything at all." I sighed.

"I should've trusted you.. well, here goes nothing."

He took out a guitar from some bush, it was weird and started strumming.

His curly hair is just so mesmerizing.. I love One Direction, but I love Harry more than being a member, I don't love him as a fan, but as his girlfriend.

What if they were found?

What if they were taken back to England?

Will I still be his girlfriend?

Or will I become just his fan again?

Sad tears suddenly poured inside of me but I bit my lip to prevent myself from wailing.

He continued to strum and I just watched him.

He opened his mouth and the most beautiful sound just came out.

He sang with so much sincerity and I would be lying if I said my heart didn't just melt on the spot.

I'm broken