What Are The Odds

Estrella is just a regular teenage girl that is lusting over Harry Styles from the boy band One Direction. She's a realist and knows that she would never get the chance but little did she know that fate would be on her side. She bumps into Harry at the mall but doesn't confess to knowing who he is. Will she tell him the truth about knowing who he is and will she tell him about her troubled past in order to let their relationship bloom.


3. Shopping with Mr. Styles


I can’t believe that I’m with Harry Styles right now. Just minutes before I was talking about life not being like the fairytale movies and BAM! Wait Estrella, don’t get your hope up, remember he just feels bad for you, you’re not his type. I mean, in all of the magazines that I’ve read about what Harry likes in a girl and I was definitely NOT that description. I stand tall at 5’8, yea without heels! Curse you father for giving me your height, how I despise you! I’m tan skinned and don’t have long flowing hair.. Well I do at the moment because I wear extensions that blend pretty well with my black! I didn’t even have beautiful eyes, except for when I wore my contacts because if I was going to be blind I wanted to be cute instead of looking like a dork with my glasses. As much as I wanted to be the girl of his dreams, cause he’s certainly the guy of mine, it’s just psychically impossible. Plus I had to much baggage that he can’t worry his little beautiful famous head about. As I thought that I didn’t realize that I had let out a big sigh.

“You sure you’re okay Estrella?”


“Yea Harry I’m fine, again thanks so much for being so nice.”

“You don’t have to keep thanking me it’s okay, now go look for a shirt to change into.”

I nodded without realizing what store we were in front of.

“Harry, really?”

“What, you don’t like this store? We can go to another one if you want. I don’t really know my way around this mall but there’s a map an—”

“Harry stop talking! I’m just shocked that’s all; this is my favorite store to shop at… well not really shop… More like window shop.”

Did I really just say that, might as well have said… “OH HARRY WHOA IS ME I’M A BROKE BITCH.”

He smiled that famous smile of his, grabbed my hand to drag me into the store.

“Well Estrella you don’t have to window shop today, come on lets go shopping.”

 AH, that smile is just beautiful. How is it humanly possible to have those dimples so perfect.  It was so cute how once we got into the store he tried to pick out some shirts for me to get. I have to admit, he didn’t have bad taste I honestly liked almost everything that he picked out for me to where. I went to the fitting room to try the shirts on and before I went in I heard Harry yell out to me.

“You better model all of those for Me.” he said while winking

I didn’t know I could blush this hard, that cheeky bastard. I did as he told me and even striked a pose.

“My little model. “He said as he was laughing at some funny poses I was doing.

We finally decided on this lacey top that was kind of see through, no wonder Harry liked it. As he was paying for the shirt I got this burst of courage, I just didn’t want my time with him to end.

“Hey since you bought me this shirt, the least I can do is buy you another tea since I spilled the other one.” 

“I usually wouldn’t agree to a pretty girl buying me anything but I REALLY was looking forward to that tea so I guess it’s okay… but just this one time.”

Did he just call me pretty? I blushed hardcore for the second time today.

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