A beautiful story about a fan finally getting their chance with the boys of One Direction. I don't want to give anything away, but please comment, like and fan! :) <3


11. Everything Under the Sun


Louis' POV

         Well, it’s 9pm and the deed is done. Cali did fabulously, I could never ask for a better and more mischievous girlfriend then her. She’s so sweet and kind and beautiful. She was even sweet enough to treat Taylor to a beautiful dinner of salad, macaroni and cheese, and cheesecake for desert. And with a special touch in the mac and cheese. She added some nice, quality, blended up ZzzQuil.

                Taylor was knocked out within two hours. Now she’s in the guest room, sleeping like the little she devil she is. The rest of us are up in the attic, listening to music and catching up with Payton. Cali, Bridget, Payton, Perrie, Danielle, Niall, Harry, Zayn, Liam, Gemma and I are all here for the night. We have snacks, soda, movies, music, and everything we need to have a great night. And thank God Cali and I got rid of Taylor for the night, because now we can all really be who we are.

                Currently Cali is sitting on my lap and we are all getting settled in to watch a movie. Harry has a pimped out attic. Two beds, two couches, and a few scattered bean bag chairs all in front of a large, white wall. A projector on the ceiling projects a large movie screen onto the wall. Perrie and Zayn are snuggled in a bed, as well as Bridget and Niall in another. Cali and I are on a couch, as well as Payton and Harry. Gemma, Dani, and Liam are all on bean bags on the ground. Harry finishes setting up a movie, and then sat back with Payton.

Payton’s POV

                Everyone must have been exhausted after a long and exciting day, because they were all asleep by the end of the first movie. The only two left awake were Liam and I. “Hey Daddy Direction, looks like we’re the only two left up.” He looked up from staring at Dani, and smiled.

                “Daddy Direction, up all night!” He whispered. We both jumped up and decided to go to the other side of the attic to hang out for a while. Liam and I had always seemed to be well connected, and one of the greatest friends I could ever ask for. Once we settled on a couch on the other side facing each other, he asks how things were at home without Cali or Bridget.

                “I know it was only a week, but goodness it was torture. That time period without them or you boys, I hated it. I couldn’t do it anymore,” I started to cry a little, feeling so happy I could be here for this, and Liam pulled me into his arms for a big-brotherly bear hug.

                “Don’t cry sweetie, you’re here now. And soon the world will know about you and Harry. I promise, this isn’t forever,” he tries to reassure me.

                “Not to sound melodramatic, but I guess right now it just feels like forever.” Liam continued to hug me, until I hear him yawn in my ear. I push him away and roll my eyes at him. “You don’t need to stay up with me,” I say. He tries to protest, but I pull him up off the couch with me. “Go hold El, and go to sleep. You guys are going to need the rest before your show tomorrow.” He agrees and settles back down.

                II carefully jump on the couch next to sleeping Harry and try to snuggle myself into his arms. I feel him stir and hope I’m not waking him up, because he loves his sleep. I don’t want to be the one to wake a sleeping beast.

Harry’s POV

                Payton doesn’t know I’ve been awake the whole time, and I can feel her timidly settling in next to me again after talking to Liam. “Who dares interrupt my slumber?” I whisper into her ear and she giggles. I wrap my arms around her waist and squeeze her tightly. “If the person doesn’t reveal herself, I’m going to tickle her to death!” I say deeply in her ear as I slowly lift her shirt and tickle her tummy. She hates being tickled so she instantly slashes around, until her face is right in front of mine.

                She playfully slaps my face. “It’s not funny!” she exclaims. “You know I hate being tickled!” I suddenly make a snap decision, and I jump out of bed, carrying Payton, bridal style, down the stairs. “Harry, where are you taking me?” she asks, giggling.

                “You’ll see,” I say, nonchalantly, just to drive her crazy. She starts pulling a pouty face, but I can’t look or else I might let it spill. I quietly open the door, as not to wake Mom. We go out into the cool, summer night air and I set Payton in my car. I turn on the radio, ignoring her every question, and “Isn’t She Lovely” is playing. I sing along, and we finally reach the destination.

                “Harry Edward Styles, where are we?” she asks as she looks out the window at the shoreline.

                “Well, since you decided to be stubborn and not be sleeping at 2 in the morning, then I thought we might as well spend some time together before paparazzi are even awake,” I say, proud I thought of it. She smile and grabs my hand as I set the car in park .

                “I love you, Harry,” she admits. I feel my heart pounding. This is the first time she’s said it to me since we’ve been here, and I can’t believe that she’s actually here with me.

                “I love you too, Payton,” I say as we both jump out of the car. We sit on the soft sand of the beach and stare into the ocean. I look at Payton, and she’s wearing her favorite pajama shorts with a tank top, her hair is up in a messy bun and her eyes look tired. “Come here,” I say. She comes closer to me, and I wrap my arm around her waist. I lie in the sand, and she rests her head on my chest. One hand is behind my head, and the other is now around her shoulder.

                It’s like the night we met. We talk about everything. Music, friends, food, unicorns, sand, animals, children, celebrities, families, everything under the sun can cross our lips. We never get bored with each other, we never will. I am in love with her, and I want to be with her for the rest of my life.

                After what seems like mere minutes, the sun starts to rise over the horizon of the ocean, which must mean it’s around four in the morning. Payton has her eyes closed and she’s breathing at the same pace I am. We have gone a few minutes without speaking, but I’m lucky. With her, it’s not an awkward silence. It’s a beautiful, comfortable silence. “Payton, look,” I sit up and point to the sunrise. She looks at it with such awe, like it’s the most beautiful thing she has ever seen. I have an idea. “Race you to the water?” I yell as I dash to the shore. She yells and is running after me.

                We reach the water and take turns throwing and pushing each other under, until we’re out of breath and soaked to the bone. We laugh and play and laugh some more. Finally, I wrap my arms around her waist, and hers are around my neck. I pull her in close and whisper “I love you,” right before I kiss her. I really kiss her, for the first time in what seems like forever. After a few minutes, we depart home. I look at my watch and realize it’s 7:15. We walk through the doors of my house, and who should be standing there?

                “Well Harry, babe, where have you been?” asks Taylor, with a very cross glare upon her face. 

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