This Doesn't Mean I Like You... (One Direction)
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  • Reads 4,640
  • Votes 159
  • Parts 18
  • Time 3h 2m
Ongoing, First published Oct 23, 2012
“I need you to go to Harry’s dressing room and tell him that I need to speak to him urgently-” I began to interrupt, stating that if she goes herself the message that she wants to tell him would be there a lot quicker but she cut me off in less than a second. “No, Florence, go now, chop chop!” She sang loudly in my ear causing me to cringe away.

“Fine” I mumbled and sulked off in the direction of the dressing rooms.

I wandered along the long corridor before reaching a door that had ‘Harry Styles – One Direction’ written on it. I knocked gently on the door before letting myself in to the dressing room. I was definitely not prepared for the sight I was about to see.

I glanced up as I walked in and saw Harry stark naked facing towards the door and before you ask, yes, I did see everything.
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Simple, but effective. Effective to make me blush. You would think I’d get used to this by now, but no, I haven’t and I think I would never be. I love the way he makes me feel. The way he makes me blush with the small, sweet things he does. The way he never fails to make me laugh to all the stupid things he did. The way he makes me smile with just a text from him and how he makes me feel content just having him beside me. I was interrupted with my trance by pairs of arms surrounding me. Not one, not two, not, three, not four, but five. Five people whom I never thought in my life I would meet, nor like. Especially to be friends with them and more importantly, be in a relationship with one of them. Hi, my name's Callie Anabel Rose. Yes, like the flower. I get that all the time. No siblings but I want an older brother, badly. Brown hair, emerald eyes. Yes, like Harry Styles' but I don't like him, I mean the band called One Direction. But unfortunately, I get to spend a week with them, then a month, then a year, then maybe even forever. And maybe, just maybe, someone might fall in love with me in the band, OR THREE. Join me as I experience happiness, jealousy, sadness, love triangles, heart breaks and love itself. Copyright © 2012 All Rights Reserved (Completed: June 14, 2012)