Little Things

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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.

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30. A Song For the Love

A girl, what girl. He said as she came down.

How in the world, did I get such a girl?

Hair, looks so fine, soft and brown.

How did I ever deserve such a prize?

How did I get one who's..so wise.

A friend, not a friend, but a love for me.

How can this be?

Please, please, tell me.

A girl, what a girl. She puts beauty in the air.

Fair, oh, so fair, how did I get her so fair?

A smile, to win. A light to shine.

How could this be mine?

A girl, what a girl, that's...my girl.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Not for use in other books not done my Masyn Charder, please.

 

"That's beautiful, Babe." Is all he says. I give him an uncertain smile. "Could I-could I use it?"

"Harry, you don't want to use this stuff." I laugh as I throw it on the bed. "It's crap!"

"Don't call it that! It's great!" He stands.

"You're just telling me that. It's horrible! It'd be embarassing for the entire band!" I throw my arms in the air and go over to the terrace.

"Babe." He follows me and puts his arms around my stomach. "If it was bad, I would tell you. It's great." He puts his lips on my jaw and gives me a kiss. "I love you."

He walks back inside and puts his Converse on.

"Ok, so, you may use the ones that don't suck." I laugh.

"Babe, I'm probably using all of them." He grabs the notebook and puts it in his bag instead of mine.

"Hazza." He turns around innocently.

"Yes?" He draws it out some. I point to my bag. He closes the little lock he has on his bag and and puts his hands up.

"Well, can't get it now." He says.

"Harry, that's mine. Give it back." I wait patiently, forgetting that he is also patient.

"Sorry, but, I have the code, not you." He walks towards the door. He walks out and I feel like screaming curse words at him, but that's something that doesn't happen since I have a daughter to be an example for.

I walk out the door after him.

 

"Harry!" I say as I finally catch up to him.

"Hey, Babe." He puts his arm around my waist.

"Hey." I give him a kiss and we walk down the sidewalk.

"Babe, we should probably head home." He says as he stops.

"What? It's so fun though!"

"I know, but remember Darcy?"

"Yes, and I know she wouldn't miss us for another day!"

"Babe, I just think we should get back. We need to spend time with our baby girl."

I knod my head."Not before a few souveneirs!"

He smiles and we shop.

 

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