Living Our Dreams (Literally)

My name is Felicity Hannsz. Ever since I was little, I've wanted to be a fashion designer and so has my best friend. As soon as we graduated highschool, we moved to London, England. We had some AMAZAYN sketches and style sense. We saved up enough money to buy a small building and start our fashion business. It wasn't a month later that we got a call from Simon Cowell to come and design some of his good friends. We accepted because it was SIMON COWELL! But we got the surprise of our lives. We were designing for ONE DIRECTION! With that gig, our lives changed forever.


14. A Day With Harry (Team Harrisity)

     The next morning, I woke up to find the one and only Harry Styles, kneeling by my bed, watching me sleep. "EEEPP! Oh, it's only you. What are you doing in here, Styles?" He chuckled, "Your cute when your mad. Did you know that?" I looked down and blushed. "Haven't you ever heard of personal space? I mean SERIOUSLY, Styles," I said, my voice oozing acidic anger. "Oh, someone's feisty this morning. I love it!" I glowered at him and said, "Styles, just shut up and get out of my room while I get dressed." "Oh. Is someone insecure," he asked in a teasing tone. I was already mad but, that was over the line. "NO, I'm NOT insecure! I just don't want you or anyone else watching me while I dress and undress! Now, GET OUT OF MY ROOM!" Niall must have heard me yelling at Harry because not 2 seconds later, was he appearing behind a smirking Harry, shooting me a look like 'you want me to drag him out of here'. I nodded and he put an unsuspecting Harry in a headlock and dragged him away. I followed them into the hall and yelled, "Ha! That's what you get for not getting out of my room, Styles!" As soon as Niall let him go, Harry started cussing like a sailor. "Hey, hey, hey. You better watch that mouth, Curly, or you are going to find yourself out of my house in a nanosecond!" No sooner than the words left my mouth, that Harry instantly shut up. I thought that it was really funny.

  A little while later, I walked out of the bathroom and followed the smell of pancakes, eggs, sausage and bacon. When I rounded the corner, I knew that I must be dreaming because in the middle of the table sat a HUGE pile of bacon! "Morning, beautiful," Niall and Liam said at the same time. I blushed and mumbled, "Morning, boys. Niall, come here. We need to stay out of the way until everyone else gets their share." Niall didn't look happy but he trudged over to me. I wasn't expecting him to pull me into the hall, push me up against the wall and press his insanely soft lips to mine. We broke away when we heard Harry say, "Bloody sausage. Why does it have to be so greasy?" I smirked and followed Niall into the kitchen. While we were bickering over who got the last bacon strip, Louis came up and took it off the plate. Niall and I noticed. "LOUIS, DROP THE BACON NOW!" His face was priceless when Niall lunged at him and I tackled him in midair. I left him in a little pile on the floor, laughing like a lunatic, and I went over to Louis and said sweetly, "Bacon please, Louis." He immediately handed it over.

  I helped a still laughing Niall off the floor. A moment later, I was grabbed from behind and pulled into the nearest bedroom. I turned around to see Harry leaning up against the door. "You and I are gonna hand out today. K?" I started laughing and said, "Sure, Harry. As long as you don't pull any freaky crap on me." He gave my one of his sexiest smiles and purred in my ear, causing me to shiver, "I make no promises."

   We decided to go to his flat. His was set up exactly like Niall's except that he had two trampolines inside of the pool instead of a diving board. I decided to torture him and make him watch musicals. "NO. I'm NOT watching some dumb musical." I made tears well up in my eyes while giving him my best puppy-dog face and saying, "Pwease, Harry." He cant take it and finally relents. I make him watch 'The Phantom of the Opera'. He looks at me strangely when I start to sing along. Afterwards, he wants to go for a swim. "Harry," I scold, "I don't have a swimsuit." His eyes get darker when he says, "Babe, you don't need a swimsuit." I gasped at his words, "Harrold Edward Styles! I know what you're thinking and the answer's NO! Now, get those thoughts out of your head." "Yes, Mom."

   Later, we go out to Starbucks cause I want coffee. After Starbucks, we go to the mall and I force him to go dress and shoe shopping with me. I try on about 50 dresses and twice as many pairs of shoes. We end up buying 5 dresses and 10 pairs of shoes. I make Harry carry the bags. When we get home, everyone is sitting in the floor, playing go fish. The boys see Harry whit all of the bags while I just go and sit down with them, and they can't stop laughing for a good 20 minutes. After a while, only me, Harry, Liam and Niall are awake. I'm sitting in front of Niall while leaning back against him. I have the other boys cleaning up the kitchen. After they are done, Harry crashes on an unoccupied couch and Liam says, "Lisity, can we watch Toy Story, PWEASE!" I laugh at him and say, "Yes, Liam, we can." He hopps off the floor and puts the movie in. We get halfway trough and I fall asleep while leaning back on Niall and thinking, 'WOW, I'm really falling for this boy.' That is my last thought before I fall into I nightmare filled sleep. 

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