A Friend in London

One Direction Fan Fiction.

Krista and her boyfriend of 5 years break up and she has nowhere to go. Her best friend Robyn decides to take her on a whirlwind journey to London to escape. Everything is going smooth until Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson enter the picture. Will everything continue to go smoothly or will they ruin their chances of ever having a normal life again?


3. 3.


The buzz got louder. It was making my head hurt worse than it already did if it was possible. It was coming from my right side. As I was about to swat at my bedside table an arm reached across me and grabbed the buzzing object silencingit. An ARM. Before I could even register what was happening, that same arm curled itself over my body and I felt a head full of curls on my neck. 

“Mornskjdfhg” was the muffled sound that came out of that head of curls.

My eyes shot wide open as I realized who was next to me.


Harry Styles.

Harry Styles was in my bed, curled up into my neck telling me good morning. Oh god. It wasn’t a dream. He was really here. I shifted and the covers slipped from my body for a moment.

“Whoa, you’re not….” he started to say.

I wasnt wearing a shirt, or bra. 

“Shit! Move!” I was trying to push him away from me and pull the covers back up to cover me, while at the same time checking underneath to make sure I at least had bottoms on. 

I did. As did he. 

He wasn’t budging. 

“Stop, I’m comfortable.” He whined still pressing his face into my neck. “I don’t mind, and I’m not looking, unless you want me to.” He snickered.

“Harry, get up, I’m serious. This is weird and I dont really know you minus the fact that up until yesterday I was obsessed with you via the internet. So please get off me before I have a panic attack.” I pleaded.

“Do you always act like this when you have sleepovers?” He yawned and rolled onto his back finally letting me go. ”Then get your shirt on if you’re going to continue to freak out over nothin.”

“Eyes closed, now.” I told him and I reached down to the floor picking up the first shirt I could find. I’m pretty sure it was his. It was black and smelled like him. He smiled and closed his eyes as I placed my arms in the shirt. I raised it over my head to slip it on and I heard him giggle. 

“You’re not going to put a bra on?” 

I looked over at him and his eyes were wide open. 

“DUDE! I said eyes closed!” I yelled a little louder than I should have.

“Whoa whoa, calm down. It’s not like I haven’t seen breasts before, and I’ve already seen yours more than once in the last 12 hours so you should seriously stop freaking out.”

I’m quite sure the face I made at him was horrifying and the noise I let out was just as bad.

“Oh god, we didn’t…”

“No, we didn’t. You were too drunk, although I will say, I probably tried. I think that’s why your shirt was off.”

I groaned even worse this time. This was seriously one of the most embarrassing things to ever happen to me EVER.

“It’s ok, really, I’d rather wait till you were somewhat sober so you can, what did you say on twitter, ‘sexually ruin me’ right?” He smirked licking his lips like he fucking always did.

I slapped my forehead in defeat and winced at how bad this was hurting. I was so hungover. Harry noticed I was in pain and got out of the bed and went for my bathroom. He brough back two asprin and a glass of water. He tried to hand me the pills but my hand was shaking. He was standing in front of me in black boxer briefs and that was it. His legs were perfect. His stomach was perfect. His chest, his arms, his neck, his….

“AHEM” I heard from the door way.

Harry turned around and I peeked around him at a slightly amused yet annoyed Robyn.

“CHRIST STYLES, put a shirt on, wait no don’t I like you better like this…” she raised her eyebrows as she spoke. ”Never did I think I’d actually see this in person. EVER. But you know, I’m down. Lose ALL the clothes.” 

I laughed a genuine laugh and acidentally snorted causing Harry to burst into laughter. I downed the asprin as Harry crawled back into my bed under the covers. He looked a little embarrassed. 

“Ok OK, I’ll go, but there is coffee and tea downstairs when you guys are ready to come out of hibernation.” and with that she closed the door behind her.

I leaned my head back on the headboard and I could feel him slide closer. He slid his arm across my waist reaching for the tv remote and rested it back on my stomach. He leaned his head on my chest and just stayed there. I could feel him smiling into his shirt I was wearing. My right hand found their way into the mop on his head and absently twirled like I had imagined so many times before now. My left hand rested on the bare skin of his perfect back. I swore I heard him purr. He was so content. I think I was too. 

We must have fallen asleep that way because I woke up to my phone beeping next to me. 


I rustled out of Harry’s death grip and as I was putting on pj pants he sat up and sneezed. 

“Bless you” I smiled. 

“Thanks” he croaked out while yawning. “come back and lay with me.” He opened his arms like a child.

I laughed at him. He really was fucking adorable. Bed head, sheet creases on his cheek. Heaven I tell you.

“I can’t, I need to go talk to Robyn for a minute. Want me to bring you up some tea?” I asked while brushing the sleep out of my hair. 

“Yes please. Are there extra towels in the bathroom? I need to shower.”

“Sure, top cabinet. Hope you don’t mind coconut lime shampoo and conditioner?” I smiled as he got out of bed and walked towards me.

“Nope, I like it just fine. Smells like your hair” He leaned down close to my ear and inhaled. Before I could even think to move he kissed my ear, then my neck, then my jaw taking his slow time to get to my mouth. My breathing was already ragged and when he pressed his perfect pink lips to mine I swear I passed out. I was sober for this one. My nipples instantly hardened and I knew he felt it through the shirt because he smiled into my mouth. I pulled away and blushed.

“Tea, Robyn, you, shower, now.” I laughed and watched his cute ass walk into my bathroom.

As soon as he was out of sight I felt sick to my stomach, I though I was going to throw up. I needed to get to Robyn fast.


Robyn’s POV

I was sitting cross legged on the couch when I heard the water turn on upstairs. I raised an eyebrow listening to hear something, anything. I heard footsteps down the stairs. It was Krista. She looked so pale.

“He kissed me Robyn.” she barely whispered out.

“I know, we all saw it last night stupid.” I laughed. She didn’t budge.

“No, just now. Sober kiss. He smelled my hair.” She looked horrified.

“What? Really? Like sober Harry kissed sober Krista?” 

“Yes, that is what I’m saying. After a full morning of sober cuddling. Robyn, I slept TOPLESS by the way in the same bed as Harry Styles. We DIDN’T have sex at all, he cuddled me for like 6 hours and then sober kissed me before he got in my shower to use my shampoo.”

I don’t think she even breathed the whole time she said that. I couldn’t help but cackle. This was real. This was all happening to her. She looked like she was about to have a breakdown.

“Well if you don’t want to feel as weird as I know you do. Louis took me to eat last night, walked me home becuase you two assclowns left us at the pub, and then kissed me on the curb while waiting for a taxi. And, AND AND he’s texted me twice today. Once asking where Harry was. Obviously I told him that he was still here, and then wanted to know if I wanted to have a real dinner with him tonight. A REAL DINNER.” 

Krista did the only thing she could think of. She picked me up in the air, spun me around and screamed. I couldn’t hold back. I was screaming too. We were both in full on hysterics when we heard laughing at the bottom of the stairs. Harry was standing there with his black skinny jeans, belt undone, white converse and no shirt. His hair was still wet and dripping a little. I heard Krista suck in a tight breath as she looked him over. Pretty sure I choked looking at him as well. 

“Where’s your shirt Romeo?” I asked as sarcastically as possible.

He pointed at Krista with a little sparkle in his eye. “She’s still got it on. I’ve got another in the car, no worries.”

He walked out the front door to which we were assuming was his car to get another shirt. He poked his head back in the door to let us know he had to get going. He had plans with Nick for a late lunch. 

“Louis texted me and told me he’s taking you out tonight?” He grinned.

“Yeah, no big deal. It’s just a dinner.”

“Wear heels, he likes that. Walk me to the car Kris?” he smiled at her.

She reluctantly followed him out in the chilly November air. I peeked out of the window as he reached into his car and started it, warming it up and then shutting the door. Leaning against the side he put his hands on her waist. I have no idea what he said to her, but it made her head fall back with genuine laughter. He wrapped his huge arms around her to hug her and kissed her. It was brief but enough to get the point across. He even nudged her nose with his as he pulled away. He pecked her one last time and got into his car, backed out of the drive and took off down the street. I ran from the door as she came floating up the walk.

“You ok?” I laughed.

“Yeah, he’s coming over tonight after he gets back. He’s bringing take out…er…take away…whatever they call it.” She smiled. A real smile.

“Well, just be careful. I know we don’t know him know him, but we know him. So. Oh who the fuck am I kidding? Fucking get it. Just get it, beat that shit up and tell me all the fuck about it, because that exactly what I plan on doing to Louis while I’m here in town.”

She grinned. “Best friend high five?”

“Best fucking friend high five!”

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