Harry's Girl (Harry Styles Fanfic)

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Tonight was the night, after spending two weeks cooped up in a suite with all of one direction and their girlfriends, I can finally get out.

I dressed darcy up in small leather skater skirt and a "keep calm and love harry styles" tshirt.

I have on high waisted ripped jeans and a red crop top to match my freshly painted nails. My wedges are going to be the death of me tonight, but at least they're cute.

I picked darcy up and we made our way to the car that Paul would escort us in.

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By the time we got there, fans were screaming and I had to put Darcy's headphones on her.

Call me over protective but they're loud. I was escorted into the arena by security and taken backstage.

Then they left me to find harry alone.

I had no idea where the hell I was going, I'll give ya that. I spent around 20 minutes dragging darcy around to find them but I kept hitting dead ends.

I finally found the entrance to the stage, but the opening act was there and not one direction.

A boy with wild hair turned around and met my eyes.

"Hello! You must be Emma?"

"Um yeah.. How'd you know?"

"Tabloids, please," he said as he rolled his eyes.

Oh ok. it's on.

"Well I guess the tabloids aren't so familiar with you."

"Excuse me?"

"Well who are you."

"I'm Michael Clifford and these are my band mates luke, ashton, and calum," he smirked.

They all smiled politely at me but one just kept staring. Calum was it?

"Um have you guys by any chance seen my husband, harry?" I asked emphasizing husband the best I could to give the teenager a hint.

His eyes dropped to the floor and Michael answered the question.

"Yeah they're in the dressing room."

"Alright boys you're on," one of the stage workers shouted over the screaming fans.

"See ya later then," luke yelled over his shoulder as he ran onto the stage.

"Bye, and thanks!" I shouted. They didn't hear me though.

"How ya doin! We're 5 seconds of..."

I walked off and got help to find the dressing rooms. I finally arrived and felt the little butterflies I always do when I'm near him.

"Babe? What are you doing here I thought you were coming later!?" Harrys eyes lit up and he smiled at me.

"I wouldn't want to miss all the prepping for the concert. And meeting the opening act."

"Oh you met them? Who's your favorite?"

"Ashton."

"Why?"

"He didn't talk," I chuckled. And neither did calum but still.

Harry raised his eyebrows. "That's surprising, he's usually running his mouth."

I smiled and ran to hug him. I took in the minty scent and sighed.

He pulled away and went for darcy.

"How's my baby doing?"

"I am not a baby! I'm basically ten years old!"

"I don't recall five years old being basically ten."

"I'm halfway there, that counts. I'm at least almost six!"

"Darcy you have five more months to go babe."

She smiled once more and squeezed him right before letting go.

"Alright we gotta go."

"Gotta go? I just got here!"

"Well I suppose you could come too."

He led me back to the stage entrance where 5 seconds of summer exited huffing and sweating.

"Ugh! You boys stink!" Darcy wailed.

"Darce!" I scolded.

"Don't worry about it, we really do," calum smirked.

I looked away and turned my attention to niall and Carrie who were making out.

"Um okay say bye to daddy he's about to go sing."

Darce nodded and ran over to harry once again.

Calum was also staring at me, again, and it was really making me upset.

"Okay look, excuse me if I'm mistaken but I have a husband, a daughter, and a child on the way and I'm committed to my relationship so if you could please just stop looking at me like that that would be great. "

"Whoa, chill. Can I not admire your beauty?"

"No," I snapped.

"I'm joking," he said, hands up in surrender. "I was actually just looking at your hair there's this piece that's really really bothering me."

He reached up and smoothed my hair down.

"Oh, thanks, sorry about..."

"No I get it, you're a crazy pregnant woman. All is forgiven."

"I'm not crazy," I giggled. "But you are. Who notices a girls hair?"

"You would too if your sister made you help with hers every morning," he rolled his eyes.

I chuckled as harry came up and pecked my cheek.

"We're on love. I'll see you soon," he smiled as he grabbed his microphone and headed onstage.

Screams erupted from every girl and guy in the crowd. He was really loved.

The 5sos group, as I've now been told to call them, left and I was alone with darcy watching from the back.

It must feel wonderful to be harry. And all the other boys, too.
To know you have millions of people who care for you.

Hah then there's me. Half of those million have me on their death list because I'm wearing his ring. But to hell with it, I love him and he loves me.

I watched him dance with his crazy moves, let me tell you, he can't dance but he can pull it off because he's sexy. Way sexy.

I laughed and realized how lucky I was to have that goofball as my one and only.