*Based on the film Love, Rosie
Friends will come and go throughout life. One day you're friends with this person and then you two grow apart and move on. Best friends are something one can find many a times over the years and still might grow apart. However, there is one type of friendship that is quite rare, life-long friends. Very few people are blessed with the chance of meeting their person before at such a young age.
The person who understands you and gets you when no one else can. Someone who will always been there for you, well before you even know you need them. The person who will always be your ears when you need to get something off your chest and won't judge you. The person who will wrap their arms around you whenever you need a shoulder to cry. The person who is everything to you and more.
Fortunately, you met your person at the age of three. Your family had just moved to a new city and a new neighborhood. You were sitting outside on your front porch, holding your favorite stuffed bear to your chest, as your parents told the movers were to take everything. You still weren't sure about moving. Just as you were getting used to your first home, you were moved away.
You looked up when you saw someone standing in the driveway. A woman with brown hair and a little boy with green eyes. He stood behind her legs as she held dish covered in foil in her hands.
"Hello," the woman smiled. "Is your Mum or Dad home?"
You hid your face behind your bear as you pointed into the house. The woman smiled before looking back at the little boy standing behind.
"I'm Anne," she smiled.
"H-Hi," you whispered. "My name's Y/N."
"Nice to meet you," she smiled. "This is my son, Harry. Harry why don't you and Y/N play while I go meet her parents and give them the casserole."
The little boy, Harry, nodded and sat down on the opposite side of the step from where you were sitting. Neither of you spoke for awhile, but you noticed he slowly moved closer to you.
"I like your bear," he said softly.
"Thank you," you said. "He's name is Beary."
"I like your shirt," you told him. "I like Mickey."
"Me too," he said.
You reached into your pocket and grabbed two lollipops you had taken from your mother's purse during the car ride. You held one out to him and he quickly took it with a smile.
"Thank you," he smiled.
You giggled opening up your own lollipop and popping it into your mouth.
And from that day on you two were pretty much inseparable.
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It was your 18th birthday, your best friend Harry was taking you out for a night on the town. It had been a few weeks since you had last seen him, thanks to him to being apart of the band One Direction, but you couldn't be happier for his success. There was a knock on the door just as you finished getting ready.
You knew exactly who it was, so you quickly ran to the door and opened it. Harry stood there holding a huge bouquet of flowers and a bag of presents. You screamed wrapping your arms around him as you jumped in for a hug. He laughed holding you to him and walking inside your house.
"Happy birthday," he smiled.
"Thank you!" You smiled. "Now, I'm finally caught up with you."
He laughed, "It's only been a month."
"Yeah, we'll it's still weird when we're not the same age," you giggled.
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Harry Styles One Shot Collections
FanfictionA collection of One-Shots I've written over the years. There's a mix of all topics and concepts. Most are single posts, but a few may be more than one. I'll number them so you know! :)
