Harry Styles: from One Direction to Harry's House

Harry Styles: from One Direction to Harry's House

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Amanda and I have been besties since we were kids and now we are going to the same high school. One day, while we are at the lockers chatting, I see right next to us a boy who is holding lots of books in his hands and when some of them fall to the ground, I help him pick them up and the moment our eyes meet, I fall for him instantly. While we're both picking up the last few books, our hands touch and we stare at each other for what seems ages and when the bell rings, we both get up and after thanking me again, he heads to class. Right before going there as well, my best friend smiles and she jokingly says that some day that beautiful boy with big, emerald eyes and I will end up together. Is my friend right? Will that boy and I really end up together? If you want to find out, read the story and enjoy!!!
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PLEASE NOTE THAT I AM PERIODICALLY EDITING ALL THESE CHAPTERS, SO THEY MIGHT BE AWFUL BECAUSE I WAS YOUNG AND DIDN'T KNOW WHAT GRAMMAR WAS A YEAR AGO.... We used to have this game. I would sit in the audience and he would have to try and find me before the end of the show. If he did he would have to do something really weird we agreed upon while on stage. But as One Direction became more famous, tickets became more expensive and I wasn’t going to rely on Harry paying for every live show I attended. So I would visit a couple of times, I met the boys a few times and they were really lovely, but it wasn’t enough to keep the relationship Harry and I had as strong as it was. I get an occasional “Hey” text every month or so, but I haven’t seen him in about 2 years. Living right next to the Style/Cox household, I see Anne and Gemma all the time, but the few times that Harry came home, I was either on vacation or in college in the states. Harry was my best friend, but it seems like every day, the hope that we will go back to the old days comes slighter. But, little did Harry know, I was coming back into his life, well I didn’t technically know either. With my long blonde hair that reached the small of my back, dip dyed pink and purple at the ends instead of my short hair that stopped just after my shoulder blades. With my thin legs and flat stomach instead of my chubby cheeks. And the fact that I was no longer the little girl that every guy wanted as their best friend, but the girl that every guy drooled over. Harry was bound to not recognize me when I sat in the third row of his next concert in London … did I mention that every concert he would win the game?

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