One In A Million

Since Veronica And Harry met at age 6, they have been best friends . Now they are 16 and STILL keeping up the vibe until Harry tells Roni that he going to audition for X Factor UK .


1. My Secret Crush


Veronica's POV-

I sat there wondering if he was thinking about me too. I mean, why would he? Harry Styles is my perfect match. We had been best friends since we were in 3rd grade, although it had been a while since I stopped thinking of him as just friends. There were millions of girls falling for him, of all the people, why me?

Okay before I get ahead of myself let me introduce my self. My name is Veronica Green. I'm 5'5 and have wavy brown hair that falls a little below my shoulders, my eyes are greenish brown that change colors depending on what I wear, and I have olive colored skin. I am currently getting ready to meet my bestfriend at the bakery he worked at here in Holmes Chapel. I pulled out my phone and quickly tweeted him '@Harry_Styles can't wait to have lunch with you today :) x' before sticking it in the back pocket. I took one look at myself in the mirror, Jean shorts and a gray crop top with red toms, not bad. I didn't wear make up so I grabed my shoulder bag and walked out the house yelling a quick goodbye to my parents.

The bakery wasnt to far away so i decided to walk thinking back to he day I first meet my bestfriend and secret crush.  


I hopped out of the car and took a look at my new house. To my 6 year old eyes it looked huge. My mum and dad came to stand by me just as our neighbors came out to introduce themselves. I noticed they had two kids an older girl named Gemma, and a boy around my age named Harry. I hid behind my mums leg as she and our neighbors talked.  

"Honey go play with the kids." dad said. 

"But daddy I don't want to go."  

"Come on I'll show you my tree house!" said Harry holding out his hand to me.  

"Okay." I whispered taking his hand. He dragged me into his house sayin how cool it was and how it was forty feet high and there was tons of dragons he had to fight and everything.  

~end flashback~

I smiled we had spent the rest of the day playing princesses and princes, honestly that was the best day ever. I looked up in shock, well that was an even shorter walk then I remembered. Oh well. I pushed open the door and was greeted by the smell of dozens of pastries baked to perfection, and the green eyed, brown curly haired, dimpled smile boy I love. Harry styles.


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