Truly, Madly, Deeply.

What happens when you mix Harry Styles, Arabella Channing, and love? Truly, Madly, Deeply.


1. Chapter One


The bright, white, fluffy sand  was collapsing beneath our feet as we walked down the beach, in Malibu, the sun shined brightly and the boys just finished their “That’s What Makes You Beautiful” music video, they had a blast and it was fun watching them have so much fun. We played in the water after they finished the music video, it was so fun, they loved it, I could tell.  I was the makeup artist/assistant for them, trying to help Lou, who is the stylist, I was carrying stuff back and the boys were helping me. Liam and Harry were to my right, Louis was to my left, while Niall and Zayn followed a few steps behind, we were all talking and laughing, Paul was walking in front of us listening to our nut brained conversations and smiling the whole time. Harry was talking about being excited to be in the United States while Liam nodded and agreed as did Louis, and Niall and Zayn talked about food and Zayn’s hair. I couldn’t believe it as I walked down the beach with One Direction, we all had come so far in a few months, they were amazing boys and I loved them all.  I hadn’t noticed that I was in such deep thought until I felt Liam touch my arm lightly and say in his British accent,

“Arabella, are you alright, love?”

I looked at him and nodded smiling, “Yeah, I’m fine, I was just thinking.”

He smiled and I felt Harry wrap an arm around me and kiss my temple and laugh, “You were in deep thought, babe.”

I nod and smile, “Yeah, I guess so, did you like the beach?”
They all nod and I hear an echo of “Yessssss!” I laugh and keep walking.

“I’m glad y’all had fun!”

Harry laughed and whispered, “I love your accent!”
I giggled and looked up to him as his damp, medium brown, curls flowed in the wind and thanked him as we walked, his arm still around my waist. We got into the car and put the stuff in the back then we started heading back to the hotel talking about what we saw out the window and what not. I went to my room next door to Harry and Niall. Louis, Liam and Zayn, were on the other side of them and Paul was in the room next to me. I got a shower washed my hair slipped some shorts and a t-shirt on. I walked out into the room and almost screamed as a boy laid on my bed, it came down to a gasp when I realized it was Harry on my bed he was brushing my bear’s hair, he smiled and looked at me,

“Did I startle you, love?”

I smiled and nodded, “Yeah, you did, wait how did you get in here?” He laughed and patted his lap moving my teddy bear to the side,

“I stole the key out of Paul’s pocket.” I smiled and shook my head as I lightly sank into his lap, he wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on the back of my shoulder I smiled and closed my eyes, knowing he was tired and homesick. I rubbed his forearms and hummed my favorite piano song, “The River Flows In You,” he smiled and kissed my shoulder, then pulled back and ran the brush through my wet hair, I smiled as he brushed my hair. I picked up my phone and played the song, he smiled and said,

“I love this song and your hair smells good, what is it?”

I laughed and replied, “It’s Lavender Vanilla.” He smiled and finished brushing then leaned in to smell my hair again.

“It’s so... so... calming...,” he said in a trance. I moved over and leaned against the headboard and he rested his head on my stomach, I smiled and he covered us up, and cuddled into me again, I played with his curls and he looked at me, “Bella?”

“Yeah, Harry?” I said looking down at him. He looked at me and paused.

“You... You... remind me of home...” I watched his honest face and moved some hair out of it.

“How do I do that? I’m not even British?” He shrugged.

“I’m not quite sure, but you’re sweet, and comforting, and loving, and caring, and kind, and so much... I can cuddle with you and you make me feel safe... I like that...” I looked at him and touched his face and looked into his green eyes smiling, utterly speechless. I kissed his nose and smiled as he leaned up and kissed my lips gently I smiled against his lips and lightly kissed him back instinctively while I rested my hand on the side of his neck and he put his hands on my face lightly as we kissed slowly and softly. He leaned forward and went to put his hands on my sides to slide up my shirt when I stopped him and shook my head no.

“No Harry...” He looked down and frowned ashamed of himself, he muttered an apology, remembering and I lifted his chin so he would look at me and I kissed his nose.

“It’s okay, bubby. Don’t feel bad, it’s alright, I’m not mad, I promise.” He looked at me and I rested my forehead against his and I kissed his lips lightly, feeling him kiss me back quickly and hesitantly.

“I’m sorry, Ara... I forgot... Do you forgive me?” I smiled and nodded.

“Yeah of course I do, sometimes you get carried away, it’s okay, I understand.” He smiled and looked at me rubbing my sides gently through my shirt and kissed me lightly on the chin. I looked at him and played with a curl as he closed his eyes and rested his head in my lap, we weren’t officially a couple, but we acted like one. The kissing and hugging, him wrapping his arms around me in public, kissing my head in public, we even spent loads of time with each other. We are inseparable, and on top of that... I love him...

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