#TargetGirl [Harry and Liam FanFic] [COMPLETED]

Ally Khrystn enjoys her job @ Target.
Getting into work late. Stacking albums...
But a 'Battle of the Bands' display is up @ Target between The Wanted and One Direction and the boys from 1D just can't help themselves, so they go and check out the sales.
Ally, unbeknowist to their plan tells a disguised Harry that he's a pervert.
Later on, Harry tweets about an elusive #TargetGirl which gets the media buzzing about who she is and if Taylor Swift and Harry Styles are still together....
Liam, brokenhearted from Danielle, comes up with a plan to get her back...
But everything back fires as he falls for #TargetGirl
What does a girl do, when 2 of 1D are after her heart???
And to make matters more interesting she has a crush on her cousin... But then it's understandable when you find out who he is? A clue... He's British and also in a band. What will happen when another falls for the Wyatt heiress??
Read and find out
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54. Rain-check?


Ally’s POV


“What do you mean El?” Harry repeated when Eleanor didn’t elaborate or continue minutes later.

Finally after a hastily shot wicked gleam sent my way by Eleanor she said, “You should’ve come down when Als called ya.” She looked Harry straight in the eye, seemingly trying to get him to catch the meaning.

“When did Als call for us?” Harry asked, confused like a penguin would be if it was stuck in the Sahara Desert.

“Als came up like ten minutes ago to call ya,” Liam explained, just as confused as Harry and Taylor.

“No, she didn’t,” Taylor protested.

“Yeah, she did love,” Louis argued. “She came up to tell you to get your arses down here before food finished.

“Didn’t ya Ally?” Eleanor asked and instantly all five pairs of eyes focused on me.

“Uh… uh,” I mumbled.

What should I do? What should I do?

“Als, didn’t you go and call Haz and Tay?” Liam asked, brows furrowed together as he bit his bottom lip.

“I… I did,” I stammered out as I stared at the barren platter.

“You didn’t,” Harry insisted.

“I came up to wake ya but you were both still asleep so I… I didn’t.”

The image of the nudity I was exposed to came to mind and I inwardly cringed.

I so didn’t need to see that.

“You just knocked, but when they didn’t open you came back?” Eleanor inquired, prompting me to wanna shove a paper bag into her mouth and duct tape it shut.

I sighed as I came to a conclusion that I had been hoping to avoid.

It needed to be done, because as I caught a look from Eleanor I distinctly understood what she was mentally shooting me. I’m not done Ally. I won’t give u until you reveal whatever it is you’re hiding. Her eyes sent me this message, pushing me to do what I needed to do.

Time to get this over with as quick as pulling a Band-Aid off. Simple but effective.

“No, I didn’t,” I muttered as I stared at the carpeted floor and just let the words I muttered linger in the air.

“What do you mean?” Harry’s tone was insisting, green eyes ablaze with urgency and what might just be a tinge of understanding and denial.

“I entered the room,” I started, “and…”

I didn’t know what words to use to describe the scene I had encountered. What I saw was just so… so… not meant to be seen. Personally, I wanted to burn the image out of my brain

If only memories could be erased with a simple press of a non-existing delete button.

If only that was so, I wouldn’t have this feeling of unwarranted hurt.

“You what?” Harry hissed. “you entered the room without permission?”

 “Haz…” Taylor began but I cut her off, slowly losing my temper.

“I didn’t enter the room without permission,” I yelled as the feelings of rage and disgust exploded out. “I’m not like that.”

“Well, it seems like you did just that,” Harry mocked, his eyes losing whatever warmth he seemed to always contain.

Now… well now his green eyes had darkened extremely as if he hadn’t seen light in forever.

“I didn’t,” I argued, my voice had risen an octave or two.

“Yes, you did Alisha. Now stop lying.”

“Don’t call me Alisha. It’s Ally, Harry. Ally,” I exploded.

“Whatever ALLY,” venom was laced into his tone as he said this. “But you did enter the room without me or Taylor’s permission. That is total invasion of privacy.”

“You told me to come in Harry. You did. I had your permission.”

“What?” Taylor echoed everyone’s inquisitional stares.

“I… I did?” Harry asked.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“But when you walked in did you… were we… were Taylor and me…” Harry couldn’t quite find the right words for what he wanted to ask.

But I knew. I knew what he wanted to ask because   well… it’s the first thing anyone would ask when what happened to us happened to them.

“Were we… “Harry remained speechless.

“Were you and Taylor still in the nude?” I snapped, spitting out the words like they were acid and dangerous. “Then yes, Harry, yes I walked in on you two still naked. Thank you very much but that was definitely something I did not need to see… AT ALL!” I was breathless by the time I spat out the last word.

The room was eerily silent, each person in it drinking in the words I’d just announced as they stared at me in awe or shock I didn’t bother to comprehend.

I quite understood their expressions.

I, myself was surprised at the tone I’d taken. It sounds like it affected me, Harry being with Taylor and well… it didn’t. Did it?                                             
Just as I opened my mouth to justify my tone, my phone vibrated against my pocket as ‘I Found You’ played.

Bless you Nathan.

I held u a finger at the others for silence retrieved the phone from my pocket.

“We’re not done,” Harry interceded before the phone reached my ear.

Turning my back to them without an answer, I headed a few feet away.

“Hullo?” I said into the receiver when I was a good distance off.

“Hey Als,” Nate exclaimed from the other end.

“Hey Nate,” I exclaimed, the happiest I’d ever been from him.

“Whatcha doing?” he asked and I bit back a smirk.

He knew where I was and what I’d be doing. Heck, he’d fought me to stay home. But with  a simple reminder of the promise he’d made, he backed off.

“With Liam and them,” I answered. “Why?”

“Noth-Nothing. Um… Max just wanted to hang out with ya today.”

“Oi. I didn’t say that,” I heard what must’ve been Max yelling from the background.

I bit back the laughter threatening to burst out at my cousin’s actions.

He must really want me back home to lie.

“Shut it George,” Nate cried out, his voice muffled by what I guessed was his fingers over the phone. “Just get on with it.”

Finally he came back on the phone. “Uh… yeah. The lads missed ya.”

“They did, didn’t they?” I mocked.


I turned around slightly and caught sight of Harry staring intently at me, his green eyes growing impatient as he wrapped his arms around Taylor who had ended up on his lap.

I instantly turned back around, sighing as I knew what he was waiting for.

“Nate,” I said into the receiver as my feet inched closer towards the others.

“Yeah Als?” he asked.

“Stop the crap,” I grunted out. “DO YOU NEED ME TO BE THERE SOON?” I asked, my voice loud, so the others could hear me.

Nate was silent for a minute or so.

“Uh… Nate. Ya still there?”

“Uh… yeah, Yeah I am.”

“If it’s important to you having me there,” I started as I felt gazes glues onto my back from behind me. “I can be there in ten or fifteen tops.”

“Nah. I’m sure Liam won’t mind. Besides you’re family.”

The bullshit I was throwing out was so… well full of shit, I was surprised no one burst out laughing and to add to it, I was such a bad actress. I sucked at acting.

“Okay. Thanks Als.”

“No probs Nate. Be there soon and tell Siva to save me some food. Yeah?”

“Sure thing couz. Laters.”

“Yeah. Laters,” I muttered before hitting the red button and hanging up.

Tucking my phone back into my pocket, I took in a huge breath before turning around.

Only Liam and Harry remained in the kitchen, if you didn’t count a very tired Niall dozing off on the dining table, drool escaping his opened mouth as he snored [very loudly might I add].

I walked over to Liam and Harry, my footsteps echoing loudly in the room.

“Hey babe,” I said to Liam. “Gotta jet. Nate’s got some… uh… issues to work out and he needs me.”

“Yeah sure,” he replied. “I understand. We still on for tonight?”

I inwardly groaned as I remembered our plans for tonight. I’d completely forgotten about it.

But that was going to be one really, really awkward dinner.

“Oh shit,” I mumbled to myself. “Raincheck?” I asked. “Nate’s got my aunt Karen over for dinner tonight.” The lies kept flowing. “He just told me now and I agreed. Sorry. Forgotten about the plans.”

“Its okay babe,” Liam reassured as he smiled at me. “I’m sure Tay and Haz understands.”

“Thanks,” I said as I pulled him into a tight hug and placed a quick kiss on my lips.

“Gotta go. Nate’s expecting me,” I said as I pulled out of his embrace. “See ya later Haz.”

“Yea, bye Als,” his tone was resigned as he forced a smile my way.

His eyes had lost its edge, now apologetic.

Hell  yes, you should be sorry I wanted to say. I didn’t need to see that in a million years.

“You coming to say goodbye to us tomorrow at the airport?” he asked.

“Maybe,” I mumbled. “ I don’t know. We can see each other when you’re back.”

“So you’re not coming?”

“We’ll se Haz. Bye.”

I waved to them both as I marched out of the kitchen, bid farewell to the rest of the others and marched out of the door.


@AllyKhrystN: How do you unsee an image and forget a nightmare?


Nate’s POV


I was smiling like an idiot as I hung up.

Success I still had my cousin.

“What did she say?” Tom asked. “Is she coming soon?”

I nodded as I threw my phone lazily next to me on the sofa.

We were all at my apartment.

Max and Jay were busy playing football on my Xbox and for the millionth time today I wondered why Max even bothered to play.

Jay was a riot when it came to games, so why risk his pride by getting pummelled.

Siva was fully immersed in dreamland as he rested his head on a pillow from the guest room, namely Tom’s.

Tom was flicking through a gossip mag as he insistently pummelled me in on Als’ visit.

“I think he’s actually a good influence,” I commented after Tom insulted Liam and his so called one kidney. “And besides, he’s got two now.”

“Who’s a good influence?” Max asked as he failed in defending the goal for the tenth [or was it the eleventh?] time.

“Liam,” I replied.

“No, he isn’t,” Tom disagreed as he shot me a glance like I’d said I’d kill the Queen.

“What the effin' hell have you done with Nathan James Sykes?” Max asked as he turned around and glared at me, allowing Jay his umpteenth goal.


“Why the change Nate? Days ago you hated the guy, but now you’re singing him praises.”

“Just stating the truth mate. He might be positive by changing her.”

“Whatever,” Tom spat out and left the room.

“He’s got it bad for her, eh?” Jay commented at Tom’s retreating figure.

“Yeah,” I agreed. “And that’s gonna be a major problem.”



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