Little Things

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  • Published: 1 Jan 2013
  • Updated: 22 Aug 2013
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Just an average American teen goes into NY and sees a One Direction concert. She doesn't really like them, but her best friend Sydney does. She goes with her to a concert and thinks that the guys seem like brats. After the concert, she decides to drive herself to the Coffee Shop she passed on her way to the show. As she pulls out, she almost hits One Direction's Harry Styles! She stops just in time, gets out of the car, and realizes she almost hit Harry. Harry was running away from two fans when he went by her car, and now asks her to help him get away. She says 'Fine' and then starts to fall for him. She tells him that it's not the popularity that's important, but the Little Things that guys do that makes them special. Harry decides that she's worth the time. But the problem is, the rest of the band thinks that Harry has been kidnapped! Harry finds them and they meet her. But Harry starts to overreact to everything about her. She is mad that he is taking away her freedom.


32. A Baby Changes Everything

"Mommy?" Darcy comes in, rubbing her little eyes. Bridget gets up and picks up Darcy and brings her to the bed. I bring the covers up some.

"Baby! You know who missed you?" Bridget kisses her little head over and over again.

"Who?" Her little voice, so clear and bright.

"Mommy!" She rocks back and forth.

"And Daddy!" Darcy points to me. I put my fist out and we had a fist five.

"Yeah. There's my girl." I smile and give her a little kiss on the cheek.

"Daddy, Grandma says I have to stay in bed." Darcy jumps down, his red curly hair flying everywhere.

"Darcy, baby, why'd Grandma say that?" Bridget brushes Darcy's hair back with her fingers. Darcy looks at us both, like we should know.

"Grandma says I have something called a cold."

I sigh in relief that it's not serious.

"Ok, baby. Go get under the blankets." I knudge Bridget.

"Come on, Darcy." Bridget says as she picks up Darcy.

"Love you, Daddy." She says as she waves to me. I smile and wave in response.

"Love you too, baby."

Bridget walked out of the room with Darcy in her arms. Bridget came back and looked at my as I lay on the bed.

"What?" I ask.

"I just have an incredibly hot husband and a gorgeous little girl." She comes and sits by me.

"We must have the cutest kid on the planet. Maybe she could be my back up singer."

"In One Direction?"


"In a boy band?"


She looks confused.

"Oh.." I finally get it. "I get what you mean now." I knod my head.

"And she's only four. She can't go on the stage."


"Harry." Bridget sounds serious. "My little girl isn't going onto some stage with a million people looking at her! What if someone takes her?"

"Bridget! These are my fans! Whatever I love, they love."

"I don't care if they 'love you' so much! I want my daughter to be safe!" The conversation was getting heated.

"She needs the experience!"

"How do you know she wants to even do that?"

"Why don't we ask her?" We started to yell. All of a sudden, out of no where, I just kiss her. I don't want this to get out of control. She puts her arms around my neck and I just kiss her. She looks into my eyes.

"Do you know how intoxicationg you smell?" She kisses me.

"Mhm. I certainly do. That's why I wear it."

"It has gotten me in a trance." She whispers. I put my hands on her waist.

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