Strum *completed*

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  • Published: 2 Oct 2012
  • Updated: 13 Jul 2014
  • Status: Complete
This is my first fan fiction please no hate.

Missy just moves to Doncaster with her two parents who are hardcore excersize fanatics. She knows no one but she does get along well with the people from her new town. Within her first week she has shown up the schools best quarterback and has also made a new friend in the music store. With a passion for music, sports, and performance she finds herself becoming more comfortable with her new way of life. For the longest time her love for music was hidden but what will happen when she lands a job at the music store and ends up running into some very famous boys with a need to find a new opening act for there new tour... Read for more!!


39. Wake Up

The entire walk lit by the lamps on either side of the highway. Peaceful country side beyond the lights. Cold wind nipping at my bare legs. I clutch my arms around me, I smile. Maybe dreams aren't ment to come true. I think to myself.

A single tear falling down my face. I look at my phone, It's now midnight. I start to sing the same song that I first sang in the studio that day.

"Where have all the good men gone..." I sing quietly, letting the words soak into my very essence.

"And where are all the God's?" I sing louder. "Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds, Isn't there a white knight, upon a fire steed? Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need." More tears start to form in lines down my face.

"I need a hero! I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night, he's gotta be strong, he's gotta be fast, and he's gotta be fresh from the fight. I need a hero! I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light, he's gotta be sure, he's gotta be soon, and he's gotta be larger than life..." I stop singing. "Larger than life..." Memories of Harry come screaming at me.

Our first concert.


"Missy!" Harry yells coming off the stage, smiling from ear to ear, drenched in sweat, but happy all the same. "You girls were amazing!" He says over the screaming from the crowd on the other side of the curtains.

"So were you!" I giggle hugging him tightly. Not caring about the sweat.

"I don't know what I would do if you weren't here to spend this time with me." He whispers into my ear.

"I'm glad I'm here." I respond smiling happily.

*End of Flashback*

Our first interview outing our relationship.


"So Harry, I hear that there is a certain special someone that has captured your eye. Am I right?" The interviewer asks. Harry's smile growing wide, dimples on full show.

"Yeah, there is a special someone." He smiles off stage at me as Sarah, Kierstin and I watch from the side.

"And I hear she is in a band?"

"Girl group." Louis says, winking at Sarah.

"That's right, you three, Harry Niall and Louis, are I hear dating the three girls from the new girl group BTN. Is that correct?"

"Yup!" Niall chirps bouncing in his seat a little.

"Well lets bring those three lovely ladies out here!"

Sarah, Kierstin and I look at eachother with pure mortification on our faces. We weren't supposed to go out there! I look down at my outfit. I am wearing black skinny jeans with combat boots and a black concert tee underneath a leather jacket. I look like a biker. I just chuckle at my outfit. I feel a hand on my back, pushing me forward, I swallow my chuckle and gulp nervously. My eyes widening as we get closer to the stage.

"Ladies!" The man says standing up and greating us warmly.

"Err... Hi." I say shyly.

"Have a seat girls." I look around and notice no room on the couch so I just settle myself on the floor infront of Harry. I feel Harry's comforting large hands place themselves on my shoulders. My nerves go away, only to be replaced with butterflies that I get only when I am with Harry.

"Awwwe, aren't you two just the cutest." The man coos as I lean back into Harry's leg smiling up at him as he kisses my forehead. My face heating up as I smile down at the ground. "Uh-oh Harry, I don't think your lovely lady friend knows she is beautiful yet." We all chuckle at the lame joke, that later we would probably laugh about for hours.

"I tell her everyday." Harry replies after everyone stops laughing. An awwe escapes from the audience.

*End of Flashback*

Or... the first I love you...


"Harold Edward Styles! I am going to hurt you!" I scream running down the hallway after my curly haired freak.

"Na Na Na Na Boo Boo! You can't catch me!" He taunts just before slipping on the edge of the carpet.

"Karma's a bitch ain't it Haz?" Louis asks chuckling from the living room where him and everyone else were seated.

"Awe, poor baby." I coo mockingly as Harry gets up from the floor.

"You're so cute when you fake concern." Harry chuckles picking me up and throwing him over his shoulder. I completely forget why I was even chasing him in the first place as he runs back down the hallway, my giggles coming in short little breaks as I bounce over his shoulder.

"Ha-r-r-r-y-y-y-y! Pu-ut me-e-e d-d-o-w-n-n-n!" I giggle.

I feel my body being pulled back to a vertical position. I try to catch my footing but before I can stand up properly I fall onto my bum. Harry's loud laugh, the one where he leans back, clapping his hands, mouth wide open, like nothing can worry him, kind of laugh. It fills the air. I look up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"It's not funny." I mumble crossing my arms and legs staying on the floor pouting.

"Awe babe, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh." Harry stops laughing and kneels infront of me looking at me sadly. "Please forgive me?" He asks using his big emerald eyes to look deep into my soul, knowing that I would give in within seconds. I let out a big dramatic sigh, look down placing my head in my hands and shaking my head giggling.

"You're lucky you're cute." I giggle looking up at him through my lashes.

"You're lucky I love you." Harry winks at me, his face going red only seconds later when he realizes what he just said. "I-I'm sorry... It.. just kinda.. slipped out."

"You're sorry?" I ask in a small voice.

"Well... yeah... sorta... kinda?" He stammers, his face going redder by the second.

"Well I'm not... because I love you to." I whisper looking into his eyes. A smile playing on my lips.

*End of Flashback*

But it all doesn't matter anymore, I know it was Harry who told me that he wanted me to go back to Canada. I know his voice to well. I know all of their voices to well...

I look up and see that I am at the edge of the city. Now I just need to go to the airport... maybe hail a cab. Seeing as I have been walking for likely two full hours at least.

This is the moment... The moment where in your dream you don't want to wake up because you know you will never get it back... But it's inevitable... You always wake up.

I guess it's time for me to wake up....

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