Just One Thing (A One Direction/Logan Lerman Fan-Fic)

Revelations..Already.

The inspiration is coming on like a screwed up storm baby. This is totally on. 

And oh my god Zayn's haaaaiiiir!!!  It's sooooo adorable! I feel like touching the quiff at the front. Its so cute. SO CUTE!

Love y'all for reading. My dreams are growing bigger by the minute. Hopefully next summer I can go meet One Direction. Ohmygod yes I have a chance to meet One Direction!! Wheee!!! I have to go stay in Cheshire during winter and then go to Harry's house and accidentally stumble under the mistletoe with him. Heeheehee. 

AND OHMEGOD HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN LIVE WHILE WE'RE YOUNG YET?! WHO AM I KIDDING OF COURSE YOU HAVE! IT'S THE AMAZAYNEST THING EVER ISN'T IT!!???!!! =O =P =) =D <3

And sorry for the late upload, I've been busy, and I don't know how to jot down all the inspiration in sensible language. This chapter most probably sucks, it only involves Harry and Tasha..but still, enjoy as much as you can! =P

The next morning, I was sitting in my room looking at Harry's Twitter pictures with a smile and a blush fixed on my face when the Harry Styles strolled right into my room. Make it a point  to tell him to knock before he walks in on me while I'm looking at his photos wondering how absolutely radiant his skin is and how his eyes are just the greenest of greens. I slammed the laptop shut and got off my stomach, now glaring at the 3-D version of what I had been looking at, blushing.

"Styles!?!" I squeaked. "W-w-aa-eh?! Ugh! Don't you know how to knock?!" 

                          He shrugged, still smiling. That smile that causes an automatic meltdown to start on the inside. Now he looked at me like a naughty little boy. I could practically see the two devil horns emerging out of his brown curls. Gosh those things are so bouncy looking. I could almost swim in them--provided I could swim.

"You weren't looking at what I think you were looking at now were you?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows mischievously. His eyes glittered. Oh my god does he know?? Does he know that I like him? Oh god god god no! I want to go home. I want to be anywhere but here right now!!! I thought. I stood there, stuttering and trembling in front of him. He made his way to my shut laptop like a tiger on the prowl. It was so adorable, but I freaked out either way. 

"No no no no!!! Noooooo! Don't look don't look pleaaase!" I begged, running behind him as he snatched up my laptop and ran around my bed with it in his hands. He cackled evilly as his launched himself onto my mattress and flipped open the laptop. I squealed loudly and threw myself onto him, grabbing out at the now half open laptop like a cat that had lost its ball of yarn.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Styles don't look pleaaaase!" I said, laughing and clawing at my laptop. He lay there and laughed madly, holding my laptop with a vice like grip.

                                    A sudden idea made me poke my index finger into Harry's ribs to see whether I found the common soft spot for most human beings. A cringe made me confirm that indeed, I had succeeded, and I looked up at Harry's face, finding him staring at me with despair and defeat evident in his eyes. I guffawed and started poking his ribs with both my hands and he doubled over, crazy with laughter. 

"S-S-top! Oh no Tashaaaahahahaha s-s-s-t-t-t-op!" he begged. I chuckled victoriously.

"I, being a merciful person" I then began, quoting Voldemort from Harry Potter and the Goblet Of Fire, "readily oblige to your request." I pulled my fingers away from his ribs and grinned up at him.