Up All Night (One Direction FanFic)
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  • Reads 1,754
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 6m
Ongoing, First published May 10, 2012
What happens when your ex boyfiend becomes famous? 

What happens when he denys ever meeting you in order to catch the attention of others?

What happens when the reason you broke up is all just a mistake, and all you want to do is take it all back...

This is what happens.

I was up all night with Harry Styles, and I want the world to know.
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When all of Lucy's best friends have boyfriends she's feeling down to say the least. There is one boy though, Harry Styles, who she is crazy about. Although he is just an ordinary school boy he is much more to her. Now she's starting year 11, her final year of school and seeing Harry. Will things start to blossom between them? If so, will having a relationship be everything she imagined it to be? Will it be as easy as it looks? But if not, will she get her heart broken like every other teenage girl in the world? Could Harry not be as perfect as she thinks? What will happen when he is hers? -'Was I really talking to him in a personal conversation?! The only time I'd ever spoken to him before was in a group chat with my friends. My heart was pounding in my chest and I was finding it hard to breathe. "Are you ok?" he asked touching my shoulder. I realised I hadn't answered his question. But how could I speak to him with his hand on my shoulder, I was in love with him.'-