Little Things

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  • Published: 1 Jan 2013
  • Updated: 22 Aug 2013
  • Status: Complete
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.


25. A Rollercoaster Ride

"Tickets! Tickets! Get your tickets!" The circus manager shouts.

"How much?" Harry asks.

"Well, prime seating? With this little lady?" He looks down at Darcy. My hand goes onto her shoulder protecitivly.  "Fifteen for the three! A deal"

"Twelve." I say. He looks at me astonished.

"Twe-...Do you-how am-...." He stops and thinks. "Twelve." He knods sadly.

Darcy smiles and runs.

"Darcy!" Harry calls. He runs after her. She jumps in line and heads for Wratchet Ride, the big rollercoaster.

"Harry!" He looks back and then see's what I'm trying to say. He knods and jumps after her, through the crowds and workers. I see her get in a seat and my hands go over my mouth as hold back. "God, please." I mutter as I look to the sky. "If you're there, get her off that thing." I close my eyes and pray to God that she'll be ok.

I open my eyes and see Harry, coming back to me with Darcy.

"We're going home, young lady." I hear him say.

"Darcy." I take her and hug her, my hands going up and down in her hair. "Darcy." I say again. She looks at me.

"I'm ok, Mommy!" She hugs me and wants down. I hand her back to Harry and we head for the exit.


"Babe, want something to eat?" I ask Harry.

"Sure. Come look at this." I sit down by him and look at the pictures in his hand. "Our first meeting. At the beach house."

"We should go back, Harry! With Darcy!"

"Not with the water!"

"Harry, she's over three years old, she'll be fine!"

"Darcy?" He looks like he's wondering if we're talking about the same person.

"That's true.."

Darcy comes in the room. "Daddy, I need help." She gives him her toy microphone.

"Sweetpea, this is broken for good. How about we go have fun with something else?" Little tears form in her eyes.

"I want to sing, Daddy."

"Yeah, Daddy. The one who wants D-A-R-C-Y to S-I-N-G when she is older." A smile appears on my face.

"Sweetpea, we'll get a new one on the way to the Beach house. Go on  and play." She runs out of the room. "Darcy Rae Styles, you better be walking!" I hear her feet slow down.

"Yes, Daddy! Yes!"

We smile and share a kiss.

"You're kind of rusty." I say.

He puts his hand on my cheek and gives me another kiss.

"Much better." I whisper. I get up and go downstairs.

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