A Taste of the Past.

Aria and Harry have been friends for as long as they can remember although they both refuse to admit that they have feelings for one another. What happens when one wish changes everything? Will it be too late or will Harry find his way back to Aria's heart? Is it true that if two people really are in love they will always find their way back to each other or will someone come along and break fate's path?


3. Confusion.

Aria's P.O.V:

Weirdest day of my life. Ever. Firstly, I woke up this morning with such a strange feeling. Secondly, I get a text off some idiot pretending to be Harry Styles. Thirdly, my friends decide to drag me along to a One Direction signing when I clearly have no interest in them. And to top it all off, Louis Tomlinson invites me to hang out with One Direction. I couldn't really say no, could I? I mean it's not that I want to, because I sure as hell don't want to be hanging around with five famous guys with huge egos. I guess I just said yes in the moment. The word just spilled out.

I decided not to tell my friends what had happened because they would just freak out. So I'm just going to get this day over with and hopefully that will be it.

I logged in to twitter. I scrolled through my timeline before tweeting:

'@Ariamazing: Let's see what the rest of the day has in store. The sooner it's over, the better!'

I closed down my laptop, hopped off my bed and made my way to my closet. What to wear? I finally decided on some black skinny jeans, a black and white Mustache pullover sweater and black vans. I didn't really get too dressed up. After all, who was I impressing?

Louis gave me a note at the signing with the address on it. Now where did I put that? Oh yeah. My jean pocket. Got it! I quickly grabbed my bag and left the house.

I drove to the address Louis gave me. This house was huge! I got out of the car and began walking towards the door. After about a minute of just standing, staring at the wooden door I gently knocked. Almost immediately the door swung open to reveal a smiley Louis.

"Hey Aria!" He almost shouted.

"Uhh, hey." I replied hesitantly not sure of why he was so excited or even how they knew my name today.

"Oh, come in." Louis gestured for me to enter the house. I did. I looked around the room to see three boys who I believed from my friends endless fangirling were Zayn, Niall and Liam all sitting comfortably on the little brown couch. "Hi, I'm-"

"Aria. We know!" The blonde one, Niall said smiling.

"Oh.." I was confused. Really confused. Maybe Louis just told them my name? Still doesn't explain how he knew it. "What are your names?" I asked.

Their jaws dropped. All of them. They stared at me as if they were confused.

Quiff boy, Zayn laughed. He was hot to say the least. "Oh Aria, come on. Stop playing games." The rest of the boys joined in laughing.

"Games? I just asked what your names were." I replied completely confused by this point.

Liam stood up and began walking towards me. "Aria, seriously. Of course you know who we are. We're your bes-"

"One Direction. We're One Direction." Louis eagerly interrupted before giving the boys a death glare. I mean come on. What is going on here?

I began chatting to the boys. That was after Louis had a bit of a private talk with them. About what? I don't know. They talked about being in One Direction and I talked about my life. They weren't as bad as I thought to be honest.

After a couple of minutes I heard footsteps from the stairs. I turned to see Harry appear at the bottom of the staircase. I hadn't even noticed that one of the band members was missing until he arrived. I hopped off the couch and walked over to him. I smiled. He was really hot too. I mean, those emerald green eyes. Who could resist? Although his cheeks were red and slightly puffy. He looked as though he had been crying.

I extended my arm for a hand shake. "Hi, I'm A-"

"Aria, I know." He quickly shook my hand, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotional pain go throughout my whole being. As if this simple gesture was supposed to be something else, I looked into his red puffy eyes. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, I wanted to help him. I thought for a second, I didn't know him personally. His private life was to be kept to himself- unless he wanted me to know.


Although I couldn't help but hear my mind shouting at me, demanding I make him feel better. I let go of his hand and cleared my throat, "Nice to meet you Harry." He looked at me, it was clear to the world that it was a look of pure heart break and pain. He forced a smile, although that went unnoticed by me. "It's nice to meet you too, Aria." Walking away with his head down he walked into the kitchen, I turned to look at the rest of his band mates only to see that their eyes had followed Harry's retreating form. Louis got up smiling at me and slung an arm around me, "Sorry about Harry, he's not really.. all here right now." I glanced over my shoulder, "What happened to him? If you don't mind me asking, that is." Louis shook his head, and sat down. "No, we wouldn't mind. But maybe I can tell you that story some other time.


I nodded, only to look back one more time. I was completely confused, had I done something wrong or did Harry not want me here?


Harry's Pov


I looked at my hand, the last touch I had gotten from her. My heart ached, everything ached. Was this what they had called heart break? If it was, I thought it was horrible although then again it was supposed to make you stronger right? I didn't know, all I knew was that it was killing me. I just wanted Aria to come into the kitchen, laughing and telling me this was just some prank she had played on me. Then we would laugh and hold each other, I felt a tear sneak out and fall onto my cheek. I sniffed and swipped it off with my hand, stop crying it's too late and Zayn was right. "Why couldn't I see what I had infront of my eyes?" I asked myself in a whisper. Right now, I was certain of one thing. I hated myself, with every fiber of my being.

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