Torn Over Two

Hannah has always been a directioner. When she meets One Direction and they actually become friends her life should be perfect right? Not exactly.... Hannah relationship with a certain band member becomes increasingly complicated after she starts dating the boy she has liked for 7 years.


1. Breaking the News

I should be happy. I know I should. My life has been going great but something about walking through this door made me regret the choice I had made. Without my consent my hand reach up and knocked on the door. I noticed the number 69 written in brass letters across the hotel door. Ironic I thought.

As the door opened I didn't even have to see there face to know who was opening the door. My chest tightened. I know I shouldn't be feeling this way any more. I could now see his whole body. His brown curly hair that fell perfectly, eyes that could make you melt, big hands that you just wanted to hold you. A pearl white smile fell across his face as he saw it was me. Guilt came over me as I looked at him. "Hey Hannah" he said as he embraced me. My body tingled."Hey Harry."

I regretfully walked through the doorway and into the room. The first thing I encountered was four of the most perfect male specimens sitting on the couch. Luckily, I was able to call these people my friends.

The day I met the members of one direction was a normal day, but it was also one if the best days of my life. My friends and I joked about meeting one direction all the time. Never did I truly imagine I actually would. I was staying at a hotel about two years ago. I had lost my room key and the last thing I needed was a talk about how irresponsible I was. So I went to the front desk to ask for a spare I gave the lady at the desk my name so she could get my key. I would find out later this lady had very bad eye sight. So I made my way to room 69 and put the card in the slot. It wasn't working as I examined the key closer I saw it said room 169 on it. Knowing I have a bad memory I assumed I had gotten confused. I made my way over to room 169 and inserted the hotel card in the slot. It worked and I yanked the door open. I walked into the bathroom to take a shower and just as my shirt was off in walks Harry Styles. HARRY STYLES! After my shock I soon realized as he stood there staring at me that my shirt was on the ground. I quickly picked it io and put it back on my cheeks rosy red. After a few more awkward minutes Louis walks in and of course all these questions come flying at me and after a lot of explaining advantually we started talking and since then I have been friends with one direction.

I don't think anyone would believe me if I actually told this story. Only my best friend knows I'm friends with them, but I was to embarrassed to tell her the story. Since then whenever they are staying somewhere near me I go and visit them.

After a friendly greeting with all of them I sit down on one of the two couches in the room. It makes me laugh that there is so many of them they can barely fit on one couch. "So Hann how have you been?" Niall asked. "Actually,my life has been ok," I smiled. "How about you guys?" I asked. "The usual. Crazy," Liam said. Louis laughed,"oh and Harry counting down the days until he got to see you again." Harry punches Louis in the arm. I laugh nervously.

I feel my phone buzz. I look at my phone screen and see BRANDON light up on the screen. I open the message asking me if I had plans tonight. I start to reply praying that no one asks me who I am texting when as if one cue Liam jokenly says, " Hannah who you texting, your boyfriend?" My heart stops. I press send, gulp, and reply, "actually I am." I look up to see Harry his face looking with a mixture of shock and sadness. It was finally out but why do I still feel so awful.

Suddenly, Harry starts speaking, "well that's nice." His torso grows as he starts to stand up. He walks over to the bathroom everyones eyes following him. With the slam of the door everyones eyes are instantly locked on me. "What?!" I finally say. "What about...." Louis begins. I know they have a good reason for their questions, but I suddenly feel defensive. "Look I like Brandon and we have been dating for a few weeks I shouldn't have to explain that to you I don't even know why you have a problem with this it is none of your buisness." I know I was being harsh, but I was just so annoyed. Zayn spoke, "Harry?" At the sound of his name I felt faint. Without speaking I got up and walked over to the bathroom.

I barged in to see Harry sitting in the ground in the corner. His head resting in his hands at first he didn't see me. It wasn't until I closed the door that he looked up. "You could have knocked," he said. I rolled my eyes, "like when you knocked when you walked in on me." He smiled, "in my defense I wasn't expecting you to be in there." I sat next to him resting my head in his shoulder. The warmth of his body filled all my senses. " Harry," I took a breath, " look I know you might be upset about....." His head instantly turned suddenly his lips were pressed against mine. I didn't really understand what was going on but I soon found myself grabbing Harry's curls as his big arms wrapped around my body our lips connected by a force to strong to pull apart... until my phone buzzed. Our moment was interupted and our lips disconnected. I Looked down at the tiny phone screen BRANDON flashed across it. What had I just done?

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