not what you thought

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new thing, songs I listened to while writing.

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

Mine - Taylor Swift (Speak Now World Tour Version)

Make You Believe - Little Mix

Steal My Girl - One Direction (oh god its so fucking good)

English Love Affair - 5 Seconds Of Summer

Intro - Ariana Grande

Boy - Little Mix

Change Your Life (ft T.I) - Iggy Azalea

Begin Again - Taylor Swift

Word Up - Little Mix

I'm Only Me When I'm With You - Taylor Swift

Last First Kiss - One Direction

Close As Strangers - 5 Seconds Of Summer

I think as a fan of One Direction you originally think of the boys in different aspects. Like fan fiction for example, have you ever read any of the really graphic ones? Well of course you have, cause your here but in most of those the boys are really rude and aggressive and violent and it's really easy for them to be deceived as that. But you only have to look at one of their instagrams or twitters to remember who they actually are.

I was surprised by the way Harry was. He was goofy and surprisingly really grammatical and all his English was in place and made me really confused cause, I'm, uh, I'm thirteen.

So when Harry Styles and his sister were at this little cafe called Barefoot the same time as me a week and a half later from our first meeting I was not expecting recognition, but taking it back to what I said before, that's who Harry is. He spotted me from me across the room- I spotted him but, my timidness got to me, you couldn't pay me to go over there- and waved me down like a maniac til I was forced out of complete and utter embarrassment to join him at his little table with a confused looking Gemma Styles and her smiling younger brother. I stood in front of the table for about three minutes before Harry thought to invite me to sit. Not that I would have minded standing til he told me to go, but.

'What are you-oh! Here!' He said as he jumped up to get a seat from a close empty table. Harry smiled at me and introduced me to Gemma and she smiled politely but was still very confused as too why her goofy sibling invited a younger girl to sit with them.

'How did you two meet?' She asked giving Harry a not to subtle hard kick under the table. Harry told her meet and greet and her reaction face made me laugh out loud, earning very strange looks from the two. But could you blame me? I could be a crazy fan for all Harry knows.

'Sorry-' I said before laughing again but calming myself, '- it's just this is such a weird conversation, and if I were in your shoes Gemma I would be worried about Harry's well being too.' She laughed at this while Harry pouted but ended up laughing. We ended talking about me most to the time, despite my objections- and it's not that I wanted to talk about him, I just didn't want to talk about school or friends or family- but it all came to an end when my mum called telling me to be home in thirty minutes.

Harry told Gemma to wait in the car after I told him that my house was a bit less than a block away, and that he'd walk to my house.

'I could tell you didn't really want to talk about yourself back there. Are you okay, Rosie?' He asked after we were walking for a few minutes.

And for a second I thought about telling him, about pouring my heart to him and maybe it was the fact that he made up the nickname without my consent, but I loved it, or the fact that when we walked the top of his arm would brush against my shoulder, or maybe the fact that his stare was really really intense but before I knew it we were out the front of my house and I didn't have the time and he didn't have the time to worry about my problems when with out a doubt he has his own. So I told him I was fine and gave him a quick -and awkward- hug goodbye and in a flash I was in my room watching Harry Styles walk away through my window, wondering how he got to me so quick.

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you should be proud of me, that was a long chapter. god i suck at writing and this chapter sucked ass but comment your thoughts cause even if i dont reply i read every one i swear.

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