Double Star Crossed Lovers (A One Direction Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Meet Bryn. 15 year old ordinary girl directioner whose parents won't let her go to a One Direction concert. Her only chance to meet them? In-N-Out. 9:30 PM. Things are going well with Harry, but who knew somebody else in the band would fall for her too?

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3. Do I Like Her Or Do I Not?

Chapter 3- Morgan’s P.O.V.


“I’m Morgan. I am 15 years old. I have a hearty appetite, I love to swim too which is why we are both currently on the high school team, and my favorite group is One Direction.

“I couldn’t help but steal a look at Niall. His beautiful light blue eyes swimming with curiosity, his beautiful smile that made my heart stop and his blonde hair perfectly styled in a quiff. I just wanted to run my fingers through it.

“So tell us about yourselves, lads.” I said, trying to keep my desperate yearn to get to know them out of my voice and to play it cool. My heart thumped like a dog’s tail.

“Well,” Liam started. “I am from Wolver Hampton, England. I am 19 years old. I sing and have a mum, dad, and two sisters.”

“I’m 20 years old from Bradford, England. I sing and have a mum, dad, and three sisters, also known as the Bradford bad boi.” Zayn added with a smirk.

“I’m Louis the Tommo Tomlinson, the one who likes carrots.” (He said loudly in an announcer voice.) “I am the Sassmasta from Doncaster, 21 years old and as my mates, I love to sing. I have a mum, dad, step dad, and 5 half sisters.

“I’m Niall from One Direction. I’m 19 from Mullingar, Ireland. I sing and play guitar and have a mum, dad, step dad, and brother. I love America.”

“And I’m Harry. Age 18. Sex: Male. From Cheshire. I’ve got a mum, dad, step dad, and sister. And I am currently single,” he finished with a wink at Bryn that I definitely didn’t miss and I don’t think she did either. Her cheeks flushed pink. I longed for a wink from Niall, fearing he could never like an American fan, no matter what he said in interviews.



Harry’s P.O.V.


“And I’m currently single,” I finished adding a playful wink. “I’m not sure this is right,” I thought to myself. “How can I be falling for a girl right after getting over my breakup with Taylor? Should I be flirting with her at all?” But I looked at her, her face, her beautiful brunette hair. She, like her friend, wore little makeup, which had surprised me at first because most teenage girls, as Lou said, looked like crayons had raped their face. It suited her beautifully, the mascara darkening her already long eyelashes. But her eyes struck me the hardest: aquamarine green, dancing with happiness. I loved a girl with good eyes. I lusted for her attention, to have her smile at me with perfect teeth. For me to be the reason for her laugh. I had to play it cooool and cheeky. How the hell am I supposed to do that?!


Niall’s P.O.V.


I was enjoying my burger quite a lot, along with the attention from the two female fans. We were having a swell time, Louis cracking jokes making the girls laugh and me chuckling along. Then Zayn or Harry would say something witty making them laugh harder, following by a sweet comment from Liam. The two girls were quite attractive, one with brunette hair, the other with dark brown hair, glasses, and sparkling eyes. The second girl’s laugh stunned me and her carefree attitude with a wacky twist was amusing. I found myself laughing at her jokes, watching her as she ate a hearty meal. “I love a girl with an appetite,” I thought to myself. I wasn’t really looking for a girlfriend right now though, I was content single. But something about her made me at least want her as a close friend, if something else didn’t blossom along those lines. I could tell who Harry wanted though; the longing lustful look gave away everything.


Liam’s P.O.V.


I wiped my clammy palms on my jeans. The way Harry looked at her. This wouldn’t be good. How could she fall for me when Mr. Pretty Boy was here, winking and flirting every second? Oh no, no, no this wouldn’t be good. I deserved a girl for once. Bryn’s sweet disposition unseated me. A warmth blossomed in my chest every time she smiled at me. Would she like me? Could she like me more than Harry? She always looked toward Harry though… Is it because he is across from her and I am next to her? I don’t think she caught the fact that I slipped into the booth next to her quite so fast. What a mess this would be…

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