Loving Harry Styles

Meeting Harry Styles is only something a girl can dream about. One day that dream came true. I remember it as if it were yesterday. I was walking down a lone road in London. I was looking for a local candy shoppe. The only one open was Bates Chocolate Fun. I know it sound weird, but I've never heard of it either. I stand by the door to shake of my umbrella, but with my luck the umbrella becomes stuck. I jerk to try to shut it. A young gentleman comes to my rescue. He grasped it out of my hands and unlocked it. I quickly thanked him before noticing who he was. I looked up at his face, but I don't know why I didn't scream. A smile creeped across his face and two dimples cupped his cheeks. If I wasn't already in love with him before, I would have thought it was love at first sight. In his smooth British accent he asked me to lunch. I don't know what he saw in me, but he seemed to like it. I responded yes, but then thought about paparazzi. It seemed as if he read my mind. "Don't worry, those pesty camera men won't be there. It's secret." he grinned. It all seemed to be moving so fast. Maybe we were talking for 20 minutes before he even asked me out, but I can't recall what he or I said. I followed him back down the lone street I walked down. He grasped my hand with his left and held the umbrella with his right hand. We came to a brick building. It was rather torn and tattered. We walked around back and there were two doors. A tiny shiny red door and a brown door which was dirty, but normal looking. Harry sat down on the cold stone and knocked on the red door. The knock seemed like a secret knock. The door open and there was a tube slide in the opening. Harry helped me in the slide and he sat behind me. He shut the door and pushed off. It was a bit scary because so dark, but Harry laughed and it became fun. We laughed together. It felt like we had been together for years. The connection was strong, but then I saw a light. The ride was coming to an end. Once we reached the bottom there was one candle lit table in the middle of the floor. Two chairs sat at either end. Harry helped me up and I sat in my chair. He pushed my chair in. We sat a talked as if someone was suppose to bring us food. Suddenly I heard the crash of plates. "Sorry!" a high pitched British accent shouted from the kitchen. Louis Tomlinson came out covered in flour. He was holding to plates of some type of food. It's hard to identify when it's covered in flour. Harry put his head on the table. Harry's hair hit the candle. His hair was set on fire. "HARRY!!" Louis shrieked. His yell was rather loud, but adorable. He pour a glass of water on Harry's head. I started to laugh quietly. Then I realized what just happened. "Are you okay?" I ponder. I touched his hair slightly. He nods. He looks up and gazes in my eyes. I leaned in. We kissed. I swear it was heaven on Earth. His soft lips brushed against mine. My heart beat speed up 100% or it seems as if it did. I pulled back when I heard Louis again. "OOOOooooooohhhhhh Haaarrryyy got a girlfriend." Louis laughed. He danced his way over to us. He whispered in my ear.
"Don't hurt my Harry or I'll do what I did to Taylor Swift." he joked
"What did you do?"
"Exactly.." he walked back into the kitchen.
"How about we go to my house for a bite to eat?" Harry asked. I nodded. I'm speechless. He grabs my hand and we leave the secret hid out.
So now you know the story. This all seemed fanasy, but not for long.

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