I parked my old Volkswagen on the corner. It was a dump of a car but it reminded me of home. When we moved to the UK I was able to bring the little burgundy bug with me. I quickly brushed my long brown hair out of my face and placed the tacky Pizza Parlor hat on top of my head. I grabbed the four pizza’s and stepped onto the sidewalk. I buzzed into the building.
“Hello its Lauren from McLean’s Pizza Parlor.” I was buzzed into the building and I walked up the steps. Why did they have to live on the top level? Once I reached the top of the stairs two large men stopped me.
“Miss where do you think you’re going?” I looked down at the sheet in my hand.
“I believe to the Styles residence. That’s what my uncle wrote down for me to deliver the pizza’s to.” I told them gesturing to the large stack of pizza’s in my hand. The punks opened the box! “What do you think you’re doing?!” They looked at me startled.
“Checking for weapons.” I looked at them with large eyes.
“Who do you think I am?” I asked still in shock.
“A fangirl.” One replied simply.
“A what?” The two men looked at each other.
“Here look I need to get past to deliver the pizza’s before they get cold and I have to pay for them because I can’t afford that again. So please just let me past and I won’t be a bother.” They looked at each other again.
“Miss-“
“It’s Lauren.” I interrupted.
“Miss Lauren one of us will escort you to the flat.” I sighed.
“Good let’s get going I have a party to get to after this.” I said following one of the huge men. He stopped in front of the address I was given. I knocked on the door loudly. It was quickly opened my a guy with blond hair. “Are you Mr. Styles?”
He shook his head. “Sorry I can’t have a repeat of last time I need to actually hand him to Mr. Styles.” The blond looked at me confused but called back into the apartment.
“Harry! Get your little arse in here she won’t give me the pizza until you come!” He called loudly in an Irish accent. I heard someone walk over loudly.
“Just a second! I need to find a shirt!” Who were these people? I waited impatiently until a guy with curly hair showed up and shooed the body guard off.
“I’m Harry Styles the guy who ordered the pizza.” Finally!
“Okay that will be $37.95.” He looked up from counting his money.
“Wow cool accent. Where are you from?” Yeah sure I was the one with the accent, will I guess I did so never mind.
“Uh Canada?” I replied more in a question form.
“Oh cool I like Canada.” Like I care. God I just wanted to get to the party. He paid me and I stuffed the money into my pocket.
“Have a good night!” I called from over my shoulder as I walked away.
“Wait! I didn’t catch your name!” He called. Why did he care so much? Couldn’t he read my name tag when I was still over there?
“Bob!” I shouted sarcastically already reaching the stairs. I didn’t wait for a response and started running down the stairs. I got into my car and through my hat off.
I sped off in the direction of my house. The usual half an hour trip only tool fifteen minutes with me speeding the whole way. I parked in the driveway and opened the door to my brand new house. I marched up the stairs and nearly ran into my brother on the way.
“What’s the rush?”
“places to go people to see” I replied running into my room and closing the door. I quickly changed into black lace crop top and white shorts. I brushed my hair and ran down the stairs just in time to hear my boyfriend honking from the driveway.
When I lived in Canada I would visit my family in London all the time, Charlie my boyfriend of a year is a friend of my family. Being closer to him was the one good thing about moving here. We drove along in silence until finally I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“ So… you know my 18th birthdays next week , anything planned?” I said hoping to get some information out of him.
“ about that… some old friend invited me to go to a club out of town and I already accepted…” Hold up, WHAT? My boyfriend is ditching me on my birthday?
“ so your ditching me for your friends on my birthday?” he took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts.
“ im sorry it was already planned before. Try not to be so clingy…”
“ excuse me? Me clingy? How was it already planned was it planned eighteen years ago before I was born? Can’t you just reschedule? It’s my birthday.”
“I’m not rescheduling, it’s not always about you”
“Sorry I thought that it was supposed to be all about me when I’m turning eighteen.” Luckily we were in the driveway of the house party. I stormed as fast as I could inside the house looking for my cousin Grace who was also one of my best friends.
Tonight I didn’t want to worry about Charlie.
4 HOURS LATER
Ugh where is that boy I can’t find him anywhere and he’s my ride home, Grace already left and I don’t know anyone else. He was my only way home. I stumbled outside and tripped on my on feet, maybe I shouldn’t have drunk as much as I did.
“Charlie?” I yelled into the empty street. I looked everywhere but his car wasn’t in sight. I waited another fifteen minutes until I started walking down the street looking for something recognisable. Half an hour later when I was about to give up I came across a familiar building. Hmm when have I been here before? I was still slightly tipsy but I was trying my hardest to think.
Uh oh I don’t feel too good, I see a limo pulling in front of me but at the moment I could care less I felt to sick. I see a bunch of dark figures but it’s too late I turn around and empty my stomach. By now tears were falling down my face, I had no money, no cell phone, I feel sick and Charlie was an asshole tonight. I hear a deep voice above me.
“Hey are you okay? Whoa… Bob? What happened” he said sounding generally concerned.
“Just peachy” I replied embarrassed. My body shook as I suddenly threw up once again.
“Come on let’s get you inside” the curly haired boy whispered lifting me up. I felt his arms around me and snuggled into his chest by habit.
The next thing I knew I was lowered onto a soft couch. And before I could ask any questions I drifted into a mindless sleep.
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Hey anybody whose reading this, thank you! this is my first fanfiction and I am very excited about this story. I Will try to upload atleast once a week, sorry if there are any mistakes.
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Moment in Time. Harry Styles fan fiction
FanfictionLauren is an average teenager. Her family moves to London and her life become's more and more interesting when she meet's One Direction. Lauren's life turns and she finds her self helplessly in love but everything changes over time.