When Elizabeth witness' One Direction get in car crash she rushes to help. But what happens when Harry is in a coma. Does Elizabeth help the famous boy band or does she witness the end...
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13. Mysteriousness

So after we had convinced Andria that the boys were indeed famous we were face with the challenge of finding something to do with five famous boys. It was hard, there aren't many private places we could go. Harry suggested chilling here, Liam suggested that we go to the hotel and Zayn said no matter what he was taking Riane to the beach either way for some alone time. I thought that was adorable and looked at Riane and we made eye contact and I moved my eyes to the hallway and back to her and she nodded.  

"I am going to get something from my room, Riane can you help me look?" I told her.  

"Oh, yeah, sure of course." She answered acting surprised. We went to my room and I closed the door.  

"Okay first off we are getting so good at that they didn't suspect a thing." I laughed as I told her.  

"I know right, like we used to be horrible!" She was laughing now too.  

When we finished laughing I continued. "Okay and second, Zayn is taking you to the Beach ALONE!" I was fangirling!  

"I know, I know, I know! Calm down!" She told me and covered my mouth. I licked her hand and she pulled it away in disgust. "Did you just lick me." I nodded and stuck out my tongue.  

We started laughing again and without me realising until it was too late Riane started tasering me and we kept going back and forth and laughing. It must have been loud too because soon Harry came in with a puzzled look on his face.  

"What are you doing?" He asked and we turned and stopped with our hands behind our backs.  

"Nothing!" We said together and then looked at each other and burst out laughing again. Harry walked forward and grabbed my wrist. I looked up at him.

"Can I... Talk to you." He looked at Riane. "Alone."  

"Oh." I looked at Riane. "Sure, I will be out in a minute okay Riane."  

"Sure thing girl." She gave me a look and her eyebrows did a dance and I smacked her as i closed the door behind her as she laughed quietly.  I turned back to Harry and he just stood there quietly for a minute. I walked over to him and lifted his head.

"What is it Harry?" I asked.  He looked at me with his piercing green eyes for a second before he pulled my face towards his and our lips touched. I was in shock. It took me a second to process what was happaning. Harry Styles, The Harry Styles, was kissing me. Again. I kissed him back of course but why did he kiss me? Even if he was a flirt, you don't just go around kissing people do you? Maybe on the cheek but never on the lips, right? 

"Lizzy?" I opened my eyes. I hadn't realized that he had moved away. 

I shook my head and blinked. "Yes Harry?"

"Um... About the ..." 


"Yeah." He was blushing. "Did you, by any chance, feel anything? Anything at all?" He asked.

"Honestly Harry, I was too busy wondering why you kissed me to know if I felt anything... I'm sorry." I frowned. 

"Why? You were wondering why?" He asked again. I nodded. 

"I was, I mean I know we cuddled and everything this morning but... How can I explain this...?" I sat down on my bed and he sat down next to me. "You remember my story about that guy who made me think I was trash and then I heard your music and I realized I wasn't?" He nodded.

"I do." 

"Okay well this has nothing to do with that guy I want you to understand that. Okay, this is a different person I'm going to be telling you about." He nodded again. "There's this guy, I have known him my entire life, and I mean that literally. He is two months younger than I am so we've known each other since birth. We have kept in touch since he went to a sports college in North America somewhere. And he texted me recently and said that he was coming to London for a week to visit with his parents, and he wanted to catch up.

"So we're going to a Cafe on Saturday. We have been texting non-stop since he arrived in London and..." I paused to take a breath then continued. "He told me something, well actually he confessed everything to me. He told me that he remembers when we were in middle school and I told him I liked him, and that he was too scared to tell me a year later when he thought I was over him, that he liked me too, and has ever since. Of course I liked him for several years after I told him and did eventually get over it but he didn't and he dated other girls and everything but he still thought about me constantly. So he asked me to accompany him to the Cafe for Coffee, Tea or whatever and that he had something to ask me." I looked at Harry. 

"So you like this guy then?" He asked. 

"Yes. That's why I was confused as to why you kissed me." I tried to smile. "I will still love you guys no matter what, you pulled me out of the darkest, deepest hole I ever fell into. And you will always be my best friends, but we will be adding him to our little group okay?" 

"Okay. So what is this guys name?"

"Well I will tell you that when you meet him." And with that I left the room leaving Harry to ponder about the mysterious man, who really wasn't all that mysterious, whom I was going to meet this Saturday at two.

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