1D Interracial Preferences

How You Meet (Harry)

"Crap!" You shout as you feel your car hit a mysterious object. "Please tell me that wasn't a person." You pray as step out your car to survey the damage. "Oh, good". You say after realizing that it wasn't a human being, instead it was just another car. You move closer to the car you hit to inspect if there was any damage and discover with much horror that the one of tail lights was busted. "Oh shit" you say looking around the street wondering if you could make a break for it. "No, that might be illegal". You whisper while biting your nails, although there was a slight chance that you could get away with it since the street at this particular moment was deserted but ultimately deciding against it. You pull out your phone dreading the call to the insurance company (who you were becoming a bit too friendly with) when you hear someone's voice. Glancing over to where you heard the voice come from, you immediately take in a tall lanky looking guy; his hair was a light shade of brown and ended at his shoulders and almost matched the hat he was wearing. "Is this your car?" You question, truth be told you expected a seriously pissed off businessman, not a guy who looked like he walked straight out of the nearest Urban Outfitters store.

“Yeah it is.” He says walking over to where you were standing before gasping at the damage, while he was looking at his car you study his face, the features just seemed to fit his face so perfectly not to mention his eyes which were an intoxicating shade of green and his accent seemed to complete the package. You snap out of your thoughts and focus your attention on the disaster in front of you.

“I’m so sorry; I just got distracted it was my fault. I swear I’ll pay for all the damages”. You say rushing back to your car to grab a pen and paper writing down your information. You walked back to the guy and hand him the paper. He stares at it a little before folding it up and putting back in his pocket. “Aren’t you going to call your insurance company?” You mumble.

“No, it’s not that bad”. He says glancing back at you before running a hand through his hair, which you had to admit looked ridiculously soft.

“Not that bad? You don’t have to lie to me; you and I both know that this looks horrible.” You say, nervously twiddling with your fingers.

“No worries,’ He pauses reaching back into his pocket and pulling out the paper, “Y/N, I’m Harry by the way”.

“Harry Styles?’ You knew he looked familiar, you exclaim in your head or so you thought until hearing a little laugh. Out of all the people in the world who’s car you could’ve crashed into it just happened to be a celebrity.

“Y/N”? Harry calls, which causes you to instantly stop zoning out.

“I’m sorry, I’m sure you have more important things so just give me your information and I’ll pay the damages”. You say glancing around like the paparazzi were going to magically appear right before you.

“How about instead of that you just let me take you on a date instead?” He says with a grin plastered on his face.

“Really just like that? No other catch, there won’t be anyone on my doorstep next month? You say with a hint of distrust in your voice. He laughs a little before saying,

‘Yep just like that, no other catches.” He says with a confident tone.  You pondered the offer for a minute before agreeing.

“Okay you got yourself a deal, Mr.Styles”. You shout as you get back in the car. He waves to you and proceeds to get in his own car, “Out all the people in the world” you say as you watch Harry speed off.