Another "Im in Love With My Best Friend" Story

Chapter 1: Welcome Back, Styles.

Ali Posen hated mornings. She would sleep all day just avoid them, but today she couldn't. Today Harry comes home. Harry Styles is Ali's best friend. They met while he was a contestant on XFactor UK while her mother worked as a hair stylist. Two years later, she's at uni and he's on tour with his freakishly famous boy band. It's been a month since she had visited him NYC and the time apart was killing her slowly.

The first time Harry left he made Ali promise to always be there when he got back. So, every time he comes home, Ali is waiting at the airport. It was a harder promise to keep than Ali expected since hundreds of spazzed out fangirls surrounded the place with their camera phones and high pitched screams.

With Harry's new found fame, Ali was forced to be driven to the airport by the band's security. By 8:30am she was dressed and entering the car with a driver and body guard, who both refused to say a word. These car rides in awkward silence always led to Ali thinking about Harry. Not normal thinking, it was the "shit I'm in love with him" thinking. How cliche? Average girl falling in love with her famous pop star best friend. She always fought the thought because she knew it would never happen. Harry was far too open about his "love" life with other girls and he constantly wanted to know about the guys she was talking to. Every time he brings those to two things up, she tries not to look heart broken.

All secret entrances to the airport have been discovered by fangirls, so Ali had to step out of the car on a tiny pathway surrounded by the fans.

"ALI OMG IT'S ALI" Yelled a fan.

"ALI OH MY GOD TELL HARRY I LOVE HIM" Cried another.

Ali was not in anyway famous, but in the One Direction fandom she was. She was known as Harry Styles' best friend from home. For the most part, the fans adored her. She was average and plain, and didn't appear as a threat to stealing their "boyfriend". She had the occasional psycho who thought tweeting her mean things would somehow make Harry love them. The thought always made her laugh.

Inside the terminal Ali waited patiently amongst the others waiting for the boys to get off the plane. Ali made her way towards Eleanor Calder, Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend. Eleanor had always been her favorite and they would get together whenever El was in London. Their friendship had mixed reviews amongst the fangirls. El was seen as a threat to the fans and the fans let her know it. Ali was always thankful for never truly having to experience that.

As the boys exited the plane, Niall Horan was the first to be seen. He was adorable and funny ina boysih way. He was Ali's first kiss a year ago at a drunken New Years Eve party. He barely remembers it happening, but it took months for Ali to get over it.

Next came Louis. He ran straight for Eleanor. It was the perfect reunion, like the ones in the movies where the beautiful couple run into each others arms. It made Ali sick to her stomach, she wanted that. Who doesn't?

Then came Zayn Malik. Supposed bad boy. He always looked like a sex god and always seem to be rocking a different style. Today he was skater boy...with skateboard in hand. His family and friends never came to the airport, so he always gave Ali a quick hug before leaving. She hated those hugs because she would have to refrain herself for falling for other member of the band.

Liam Payne was fourth. His sisters were here today. Someone different always picked him up, it was adorbale. Ali admired his perfect family and girlfriend. Liam was the sweetest guy and was always Ali's go to person at parties. He was always sober and it made life a lot easier. He gave her a fast smile.

Harry was last, per usual. He was always slow. He exited the plane looking the same as always, flawless. In black skinny jeans and a simple black tee shirt the boy could not look any better. He ran straight at Ali, tackling her to the ground.

"Hi" Harry said breathlessly as he laid on top of her on the airport floor.

"Hi" Ali replied simply back.

They held hands as they walked towards the exit, until they actually walked outside and let go. Fans freaked as Harry walked past them. He waved and smiled, even took a few pictures. Ali was a few steps behind until Harry reached back pulled her gently by the wrist and opened the car door for her. He was back.

"I missed you, Al. That bastard Louis was shitting his pants the whole flight back. 8 hours on a plane next to that is fucking ridiculous." Harry said to Ali, only partly kidding. He slide closer to her.

"Sounds like hell." Ali said with a smirk, partly distracted by the way he was looking at her.

They didn't say much on the drive home. They sat there in almost complete silence, with his armed wrapped around her back and her head nestled in his chest. It was one of those flawless moments Ali loved about life. The moments where you don't have to hear "I love you" to know that someone loves you.