One Shots *OneDirection*

Making over Harry Styles-fan

I looked up from the couch I was sitting on at the Starbucks in the mall. I seen a cute curly haired guy that looked lost. 'aww well, if he isn't gone by the time I'm done with my Carmel frapichinoo then I will help' I toke a sip of my coffee and turned down my iPod, it was playing More Than This by One Direction. H

I sat up from the couch, and I threw away the cup of coffee. I grabbed my iPod and turned it off. The guy was still looking around lost, so I decide to walk up to him.

I looked at his curls, they 'look familiar...' my heart skipped a beat. I heard him speak to a middle aged man.

"excuse me sir." he said to the man.

"you can't have money, boy." he grumbled. New Yorkers can be so mean sometimes.

"Harry," I walked up to the boy, "hi.."

"oh," he said startled then smiled at me."How did you know it was me?"

I giggled "first off you have only a pair of sunglasses on and a scarf. But also you looked really lost." I smiled not wanting to scare him.

"oh, we'll could you help me...sorry I didn't catch your name." he smiles at me, that British accent in his voice.

"Alicia." I smiled slightly. 'I love one direction but I am not the type of person to fan girl in front of them'.

"pretty name darling, so where to?" he asked putting his arm on his hip.

"may I?" I asked reaching for his arm. He nodded and I grabbed his arm and pulling him slightly to Aeropostale.

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I had him step in front of a mirror at Aeropostale. He had on a red beanie, with new sunglasses with a white areo shirt and dark blue pants. I smiled at my creation. Never though I could say that I have styled Harry Styles.

"you like?" I asked standing up from the chair I was siting down at.

"love it." he put simply smiling at me.

He showed the cashier his ID and his credit card. Then we left the store.

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"can I treat you to lunch love?" he asked.

"you don't have to." I smiled but blushed a little.

"please you saved me from getting lost in this huge mall." he chuckled and pointed his hand around the mall.

"fine If you must."

He bought me taco bell, has never had taco-bell! I almost died. I love taco-bell. I ordered two chicken soft tacos and he ordered three of them.

"so you have never had tacobell?" I chuckled sipping my mountain dew.

"no, sadly because this is really good." he smiled his famous dimpled smile at me.

"glad it's one of the only good fast food places in new york. "

"so tell me about yourself." he smiled.

"well, I love hockey. Am a photographer. Umm...really like animals and music. Also I'm a singer" I said proud.

"Speak about what kind of music you sing." he smiled generally interested in what I was saying.

"a little of everything. I sing mostly and write some music. But I'm just starting out. But I would really like to persew photographer, it's my passion along with singing but I like the freedom of photography." I finished off my second taco and watched him take a bite of his before speaking again.