This Doesn't Mean I Like You... (One Direction)
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  • Reads 4,641
  • 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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31 parts Complete

“What the hell are you doing?” I spat at Zayn. He just pulled away from her to look at me. “Get your hands away from my sister.” “Harry I’m so sorry-” “Oh really I’m your sister now?” She spat getting up and marching right up to me. “Why the hell are you making out with Zayn?” I yelled. “Why the hell are you in my room?” She asked. “Get out.” she walked back to Zayn. “You two stay away from each other you hear me?” “Sure Harry.” She laughed at me. Zayn didn’t know what to do. “I’m serious-” “You don’t get to decide my life Harry.” She declared. . . . . . . . Let’s start at the beginning so this all makes sense.......