Nobody Compares To You

The life of Sam Taylor is changed forever when she moves from her little town in New Hampshire to London, England. Sam moves without a job, not knowing anyone, with the whole summer before classes start. On her very first day, by weird coincidences, she meets a famous band that she has never heard of, called "One Direction". Somehow she is dragged into the middle of the fast paced world of One Direction, and cam't exactly find her way out of the beautiful disaster that has been made. She gets stuck in a few sticky situations, that will stay with her the rest of her life. What will her new life become of? How long will the band be on break? What will become of Sam Taylor?

DISCLAIMER: At the beginning of the story, Niall and Zayn cause the band to need to take a break because of arguments within the band. That is not the case! I love them both! <3

<3 *Forever in support of the boys who started on the stairs* <3


8. College Meets One Direction


Harry’s POV

                Oh no, I had left my flat in a disaster. What if Sam thinks I’m a slob? She walked in and looked around, not focusing on the things lying on the ground, but the records I had previously hung up on my walls and she was eyeing my guitar in the corner. “Well, it’s not much, but it’s my home!” I told her.

                “It’s awesome, it’s so musical!” she said to me. I was really happy she liked it actually, although I didn't understand why I cared so much. But the way she picked up my guitar and played it, it was heart breakingly beautiful. I wanted her so badly, I couldn't stand it. But now is the time to get the idea of us as a couple in her head.

                As she played my guitar, sitting on my bed, I walked over and casually sat behind her. “Do you know how to play our song ‘They Don’t Know About Us’?” She shook her head.

                “ I've been wanting to since we sang it earlier. I love that song so much,” she said to me.

I wrapped my arms around her and placed her fingers on the right frets for the first chords. She let her hands loosen their grip and she allowed me to guide her fingers along the strings, and when it came time I started singing the lyrics in her ear. “People say we shouldn't be together, too young to know about forever. But I say, they don’t know, what they're talk-talk-talking about. Cuz’ this love is only getting stronger, so I don’t want to wait any longer. I just want to tell the world that you’re mine girl…”

Sam’s POV

                As this perfect boy sat behind me, with his arms wrapped around me, all I wanted to do was turn around and kiss him. But I can’t, I need to remember who he is. He is “THE Harry Styles”, the boy who has girls all over the world who would kill to be with him, and a boy who is a natural to flirting. Falling for him could ruin my first summer in London, along with my classes in the fall. I can’t let my emotions get the best of me this time, it’s for the better.

                So I stood up, out of his arms and put his guitar back on the stand in the corner of his blue room. I turned to see he was standing right behind me. “Go shower, you need to look nice. I’ll pick out your outfit, and then I’ll head back to my flat. Good luck tonight!” I pushed him into his wash room without giving him time to protest and shut the door behind him, feeling myself growing redder by the millisecond.

                How do I pick out Harry’s outfit? I need to get out of here, quickly. I decided to go into the place I use as a closet, when I saw the mess that must be Harry Styles. His clothes were spread everywhere, all over the floor. He had either started unpacking and given up on it, or his boxes of clothes threw up. I started looking through the boxes, and realized this may take a while

                After a good 15 minutes, I came to a good decision on what he should wear. I chose something that would seem to look good on him up on stage. It was fairly plain, but I feel as though anything Harry wears, plain or not, will look absolutely amazing once he puts it on, like a work of art.

                Sam, stop thinking like that. Anyways, I chose a white V-Neck and a pair of khakis with a brown belt, and a pair of white converse that looked extremely worn out. I don’t know, something about the color white seems to look good on him. I suddenly heard the shower shut off, and decided to head back to my flat.

                Justine and Bridget were giggling together out in the hallway. “Hey girls!” I said as I approached them. They smiled at me and welcomed me into their conversation. It took me a while to catch up with what they were talking about, when I heard the name “Louis” and realized they were talking about One Direction.

                “You’ve both met Harry, right? He lives upstairs!” I told them.

                “Yeah, I’ve ran into him a few times,” Justine told me. Bridget agreed. They were wondering how he can be in college and on tours and interviews at the same time. Wow, usually big news like this is leaked before they announce it, but I guess Simon and Paul have done a good job.

                “Do you girls want to come over and hang out in my flat for a while? We can watch movies, chill, listen to music?” I offered. They agreed with big smiles on their faces and then we entered my flat.

                We started watching Mean Girls, while making a pizza and the girls showed me what they are at college for. They were both amazing. Justine was here for dancing, and boy it was beautiful. It’s hard to describe how she moves, but she proved she can do any type of dancing, from street funk to pointe ballet!

                Bridget is here for the acting and singing portions. And holy cow, I couldn’t comprehend her voice. It was beautiful! I had never heard anything like it before in my life. And I could guess by her bubbly and sweet personality that she must be an amazing actress!

                Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and I went to open it. When I opened my door, my jaw completely dropped, I must have looked like an idiot.

                The five most attractive men I had ever seen in my entire life were standing right in front of my door. The first was Harry, and he had a huge, beautiful, smile plastered across his face. The second was blonde and was wearing a red polo with khakis and a high top sneaker, and boy he had beautiful eyes! The third had brown hair and brown eyes, and was wearing a red and white striped shirt with red jeans. The fourth was the most muscular out of the rest, with quiffed hair and a brown plaid shirt with khakis too. The last had very tanned skin and black hair, with tattoos going up his arms, with eyes that were like a puppy dogs.

                “Hello Payton, Bridget and Justine! These are my boys Niall, Liam, Zayn and Louis! We are cordially inviting you to our concert tonight in the London Stadium to be the models for our show!  If you accept, put on your nicest outfits, and meet us at the entrance to the flats in a half hour!” I looked at the girls, and we squealed, the time had come.

Niall’s POV

                I didn’t know her name, yet I couldn’t get her out of my mind. They way her hair matches the color of her eyes; I was lost in those eyes. I can barely think straight with her on my mind. I wish I could talk to her right now, but Harry of course insists unless we want to seem desperate for dates to our own show, we have to wait at the entrance. As we were about to hit 35 minutes waiting, three of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen stepped out of the door.

                The first one was Sam, and Harry had already firmly let us known earlier that if we even thought about her without him knowing, he would slit our throats. But I was okay with that; I wanted the girl who came after her. Harry told me that her name was Bridget Keaveney. And that girl was something. I like the Irish girls, girls after me own heart, ya know? And she was VERY Irish.

                Her pale skin was glistening in the moonlight, and her hair looked brown in the darkness, but I knew from earlier that her hair is the color of red velvet cupcakes. She has freckles covering almost the entirety of her face, and down her arms with her black bodycon dress she had picked out to wear tonight. She was wearing black heels as well, so now we were about the same height. I walked over to her and took her hand.

                “Will you be my date to my show tonight?” I asked her, looking deep into those eyes.

Bridget’s POV

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                “I’d love to!”

Harry’s POV

                I had seen Justine and Bridget both walk out, and they both looked stunning. Niall had flitted his way to Bridget, while Liam seemed to claim Justine. Zayn was taking Perrie, and Louis was taking Eleanor, now all I have to do is snatch up Sam. I haven’t even seen her walk out yet, but I have been in a bit of a dazed state for a few minutes. Suddenly I snapped out of my dazed state, and looked at what I had been right in front of me.

                I look up, and see a beautiful young girl standing in front of me. She is wearing a gold short bodycon dress and gold wedges; her hair was straightened, and partially pulled up behind her head in and elegant bun. She had a little makeup on, still more than I’d like though. She looks beautiful without makeup on. But she looked gorgeous, absolutely beautiful. Gold eye shadow, black mascara and blush. I couldn’t see whether she had put blush on though, or whether she was just blushing.

                “Well?” she asked nervously. I could barely breathe; I almost felt tears in my eyes. But I snapped out of it  and found the will to answer.

                “I have never seen anyone more beautiful in my entire life,” I told her as honestly and humbly as I could. It was a true statement though she was beautiful.

                The night started passing by quickly, too quickly for my taste. We got to the London Stadium in the limo, and started performing almost right away. Finally it came to the part Liam, Niall, Zayn, Louis and I had been planning for all night.

                “Good evening London! How are y’all doing tonight?” I yelled, millions of girls screaming in the wings. If everything was going right, Paul should be bringing the five girls to the wings right now. “So, we’ve been doing some pretty fast songs tonight! How would you all like us to slow it down to a ballad?” I got screams in response.

                “We also want to introduce you all to some special people,” Louis announced, as the five of us walked to the wings. Louis grabbed Eleanor’s hand, Liam grabbed Justine’s hand, Niall grabbed Bridget’s hand, Zayn grabbed Perrie’s hand, and I grabbed Sam’s hand, looking up into her eyes.

                “It’s time,” I told her. Then I pointed to the band and he started playing, exactly the song I knew he would play.

Sam’s POV

                “What are you doing?” I asked Harry as he started walking me on to the stage. I knew I was being seen when I was blinded by stage lights, soon to get used to them.

                “Hello everyone! These are our friends; we are very excited for you to meet them!” Niall announced.

                “These girls are Justine, Bridget, Perrie, Eleanor, and Sam!” Harry yelled to the crowed, “And this song goes out to them!” The boys started singing to the most beautiful melody I think I had ever seen, all five of them directing their lyrics straight at us.

                “People say we shouldn’t be together, too young to know about forever,” Liam started singing to Justine. When it came to the chorus, all the boys were singing directly to us. Harry looked straight into my eyes, his brown eyes looking almost straight through mine into my heart and soul. I couldn’t breathe. Around the second verse, each boy grabbed their girls hand and pulled her in to start slow dancing, getting a loud reaction from the fans in the audience.

                Soon, the song ended and there was a loud eruption from the audience. Harry started to calm the audience. “I have something I need to say.” The audience went silent. Dang, I never thought that could be possible.

                “First, I want to say congratulations to the two couples standing on stage, Eleanor and Louis, and Perrie and Zayn. You both make beautiful couples, and congrats for making the relationship work with the distance we’ve been having!” The audience cheered, and the two couples waved. “Next, I have something that may be kind of a surprise to a lot of the fans, including almost everyone on this stage.

                Oh no, he was about to make the announcement about the band. No one knew yet about the year break. “Okay, so you all need to listen to me, promise? No one make noise for the next 3 minutes. So, you all have been commenting on our within the band arguments a lot. And we’ve decided to fix this. This may be devastating to some of you, but the band is taking a year off.”

                Suddenly, the audience’s promise was immediately broken. Screams cries and wails from every which way. “Listen, listen! It’s only a year! We’re not breaking up; we just have to take a little time off for our own. We will try to make it up for you all though, here’s a few more extra songs for your concert!”

                The girls left the stage, all five of us in tears. At the end of the show, six songs after, the crowd seemed happy again. But then Harry made another announcement.

                “Okay, there is one more song I would like to perform. We will be singing ‘Little Things’ to end our concert. I would like to dedicate this song to the girl I love.” The boys started singing the song. It was so beautiful, definitely my favorite I had heard all night. Soon the song ended.

                “Can I call Sam Taylor on to the stage?” I walked reluctantly on the stage, Paul guiding me over to Harry. Harry got down on one knee in front of me.

                “Sam Taylor, I know we have only met, but going to college with you, working with you, it’s all been the greatest experience of my life. I have never met a girl as beautiful as you. But not just beautiful, I love you for what others don’t see. How talented you are, how beautiful your heart is,” he grabbed my chin and pulled my eyes up to his. “And for everything about you. I love you, Sam. Please, do me the greatest honor in the world by please being my girlfriend.”

                I could feel tears streaming down my face, and I was losing all my emotions through my tears. I couldn’t get out any words, but I nodded, and he smiled like he had just won a million dollars, and he picked me up into his arms and held me in the air.

                Life was good, everything was right. Harry was mine, and the summer was just starting to begin. 

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