Harry's POV

The first thing I hear after we take to the air is my phone vibrating. I groan as quietly as I can and slip out the electronic device. Across the screen reads Simon. Crud. Don’t tell me he’s going to scold me for my love life. Well, guess what Simon. We don’t choose who we love. It just happens.

“Hello?” I answer.

“Please explain to me why you are photographed with the girl who worked for Blaine Freeman and why #Harota is trending,” His voice doesn’t even hide his anger. "Harry! I told you to stay away from that train wreck.”

I groan and lean back in my seat. Liam looks at me with concern and I flash him a thumbs up. “What’s wrong?” Niall asks leaning from his seat across from mine. I wave him off and focus on Simon.

“Look, Simon. Say what you want, I honestly don’t care. You can’t keep me from Dakota,” I shrug. I take the charm around my neck and think of the girl with the other half. “The fans and I love her. Why can’t you?”

“The fans don’t know she’s a maid with mental problems,” He states.

“She’s not a maid and she doesn’t have mental problems. She just doesn’t like people that much,” I answer. “Look, if you’re calling just to annoy me about my love life, hang up now. I couldn’t care less what you have to say.”

“Harold, this girl comes from a bad past and does not have the best image. What would your fans think?” He questions.

“Don’t know, don’t care,” I tell him and play with my half of the necklace. I’m glad Dakota loves the cliche-ness of this. “Look, why can’t you be happy for me? It’ll get rid of the player image or the cougar chaser. I love Dakota.”

“You’ve only known her a month,” He reminds me.

“So?” I smile thinking of the wonderful girl with my heart. "It takes lifetime to love someone. It ony takes a moment to realize you love someone. My moment just came earlier than most."

He sighs, "Well, fall out of love!"

"No can do. Bye, Simon," I hang up the phone and turn it all the way off. I should be resting for my upcoming hectic day. I lean against the window and let my mind wander. For the next wight hours, I dream about the girl I had left behind...

Dakota's POV

When the boys walk through the gate and out of our sight, the girls start talking to me like there's no tomorrow. They ask about Harry, his house, his personality, what's my childhood like, do I have siblings, and many useless personal questions. I liked them better when the boys were here. They keep getting closer and I have personal space problems. “C-can you p-p-please s-stand back?” I stutter when the back me into the chairs. “It me a long time to adjust to the boys. Don’t expect me to be so willing.” I pull my jacket tighter around my body and look away from them

“C’mon Dakota, no one is that shy,” Perrie says sitting right next to me.

“I am,” I say standing up. Without another word, I walk out of the airport dodging fans. Anne and Robin should be in the car still. They knew how much Harry wanted to be alone with me. I find the car near the doors and walk to it. “Hi Anne. Hello Robin,” I greet them and sit in the back.

“Hello Dakota,” Anne smiles and tells her husband to drive. “Did you meet Perrie and Eleanor?” I nod, quietly looking out the window. “They’re nice girls aren’t they?”

“A little overwhelming, but they’re okay,” I shrug, my hand wandering to the music notes around my neck. He loves me. He told it to me and he even gave me a necklace. Of course he goes for the music inspired ones. I can’t believe I said it to him back. I mean, I guess I really do love him so I said it.

“Were you wearing that when we went there?” She asks looking at the charm.

I shake my head with a massive smile. "Harry gave it to me before he left. He has another piece that links to this one. It's cute." I read the inscription again. 'I love you'. It feels nice to loved.

"Awe!" She smiles and clasps her hands together. "I'm so glad my son has found someone to love more than music." I smile at the thought. More than music... "Who knows. You may be my daughter-in-law in a year or two."

Daughter-in-law? That means marrying Harry. Mrs. Styles. Dakota Styles. I like the sound of that. It would mean I would officially have a family. The fans really wouldn’t be able to separate us. But that also means I have to adjust to the celebrity life. I wish Harry could just be off the radar for a day. Just so I don't have to worry. So it's just me and Harry walking around town like a normal couple doing normal couple things like giggling and kissing.

"I'd like that," I smile and let my mind drift to the curly haired lad that stole my heart.

*~*~*~*

Around four, I get a text from Harry saying he landed.

Harry: We finally landed and my bum is numb

Me: Good to know

Harry: I dreamt of you the whole flight

Me: And I thought of you

Harry: These months are going to kill me

Me: How do think I'll feel? The first person to love me is gone for months

Harry: At least you're not stuck with four immature boys

Me: Speaking of, tell them I say hi

Harry: Louis says his bum is numb, Zayn's half-awake, Liam says hello, and Niall is still a bit tired

Me: Um, okay

Harry: I gotta go, but facetime me when you're going to bed

Me: Alright

Harry: I love you

Me: I love you too

Notes

I'm not sure how many more chapters there is going to be. I think I'm either halfway done or so. Either way, just so I have early planning, do you think I should have a sequel because I actually have an idea for it, but it's up to you.
Oh and for the guesses on my age... My birthday is in 2000 so, you guys do the math. I hate math.