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.

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17. Open Up

HARRY'S POV

I just sit there in awe of Bridget. They way she crinkles her nose when she thinks something is cute, how she smiles when everyone is having fun, how she makes me feel like expoding because I love her so much. All her little things.

One thing she won't do sometimes is open up and tell me what's going on. She doesn't want me to know her aches and pains for some reason. And it's killing me.

"Let's get home, Love." I clap my hands together once and get up. Madison's eyes follow me.

"It was great meeting you both!" She gives us both hugs and then I take Bridget's hand to leave.

"Madison was so sweet! They are so cute together." Bridget says as we drive home. "I loved her hair, it was so pretty!"

I lost track of what she was saying: What about-did you like-what's going-do you think-did I act-.  I was just zoned out completely.

"Harry?" She knudges my shoulder.

"Yeah, Love?" I put my arm around her shoulder.

"Don't 'yeah, Love.' me! You haven't spo-"

I lean in and kiss her lips. She puts her finger on my lips.

"Is this how you get me to shut up?"

"No!" I continue to kiss her, to her consent. She smiles and turns her head towards the radio. "What're you doing?" I asked.

"My favorite station! I want to listen to music!"

"You've got to be kidding me..." I laugh.

She shakes her head with a smile.

"I love it when you smile." I grin and look at the road. She leans her head onto my shoulder and sings along with the music.

 

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