Dance in the rain- One Direction fanfic

Dance in the rain- One Direction fanfic

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For a nerd, he was cute. With his fake glasses and his curly brown hair. He took the lead and we started to move. He spun me and twirled me. One time He spun me into his arms and made a funny face when I looked at him. I burst out laughing. We danced until the rain stop. We were dripped from head to toe, but that didn't matter. Then he looked me in the eyes, gently dipping me, he smiled the cutest smile showing off his dimples, I smiled back, causing his smile to grow bigger. he pulled me up and said "You are the most beautiful girl ever." He looked down and scuffed his feet. And for a moment, he looked like Harry Styles.
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We ran through the crowded, messy, but beloved streets of our city, Manhattan. He gripped my hand and pulled me further as we sprinted by stores, stands, and plenty of people. I tried to turn around to see if the cops had gained on us, but my head whipped back around to see a stroller straight ahead of me. I took a sharp left and barely dodged it. I could tell he needed a break, so we sprinted into an alley. In the middle of the deserted alleyway, he stopped and tried to quit panting. All of a sudden, I saw a bright blue uniform, two, on either end of the alley. The cops, dang. Each of them had a gun pointed straight at us. They slowly edged towards the two victims in the middle, which just happened to be me and him, but refused to lower their weapons. Harry looked furious. “Try me,” he teased at the cops. “THAT’S IT!” bellowed the one to my right. “You’d better try to shield yourself.” He got ready to pull the trigger. My heart started to race as fast as the bullet would come. I felt Harry’s hand tighten around mine. Just as I heard the gun fire, Harry threw his other arm around me and we crashed to the floor, and I blacked out.

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