I'm Yours - Harry Styles Fanfic

17 year old Hannah is shy and quiet, very unlike her best friend Tali who is confident and outgoing. Naturally, Hannah sits back and lets the world go by, but not without her own problems. Hannah's dad is off the rails. Drunk, Violent, Dangerous.
After trying to escape her problems Hannah meets someone unexpected, but Hannah soon discovers a different side to him that very few people see, a part corrupted by the past, the reason known only to a select few...
(sorry description is bad but the story should be better!)


2. Lego House

"So how are you going to do this?" I asked Tali.
"Well, I'm following a load of those accounts on twitter, the ones that constantly post the boys' location, I'm going to keep checking that, and then we're just going to go where it says!"
"And we're going to be running around London the whole day?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes, I could see this was going to be a long day, but right now, anywhere was better than home.
"Lighten up Han! It'll be fun!"
I smiled, somewhat sarcastically, at her enthusiasm.
"So where are we going first?"
"Right..." Tali pulled out her phone and began reading the steady stream of tweets coming through to her phone. Once one had caught her eye, she read it aloud;

'The boys have reportedly been spotted in the lobby at close friend, Ed Sheeran's hotel.'

I looked at her expectantly as she averted her gaze from the phone to me, looking as if she was going to pass out.

"Well....?" I asked.
"Well what?"
"Which hotel are they at?!"
"Aargh, yes! Hang on..." She cried looking back down at her phone. "The Avery! Oh my god! That's only a few streets away, Let's go!" She cried. As she grabbed my wrist and pulled me along, I flinched and tried not to make any sound from the pain; I could tell a bruise was already beginning to form on my wrist, although not from Tali's actions. Thankfully, Tali didn't notice my discomfort and we continued down the bustling street which was growing thicker, and thicker with people.

"NO!" Cried Tali, coming to an abrupt halt. I looked up and realised we were standing outside a very expensive looking hotel, the streets in front flooded with hoards of screaming girls.
"What's wrong?" I shouted over the screams. I waited anxiously for a reply but nothing came. I turned to face Tali and saw her standing next to me, completely rigid, her mouth in an 'o' shape, and pointing towards a big black car driving off in the distance. I waved my hand in front of her face, trying to get her attention,
"Tali, earth to Tali?"
"Hannah, I saw them. I actually saw them." I could see her eyes beginning to well up, oh god, here we go. "Han, we have to find them, we have to actually meet them!"
"I think you figured that one out a while ago Tali." I laughed as she pulled her phone out, looking for their next location. "Where next?"
"Hang on," Tali paused as she scrolled through the tweets, "They're on their way to a Radio 1 interview!" Her moment of happiness turned sour when she realised, "Where the hell do they record Radio 1?"
A smile began to grow on my face, "He he he, I know!"
"Where Hannah?!" She grabbed my shoulders and shook them, "Don't just stand there grinning.... WHERE?!"
"First, let go of me before you cause any long term damage to me." Thankfully, Tali let go of my shoulders and stared at me hopefully. "Second, They record it at some broadcasting house, Portland Place I think."
"You, Hannah Forbes, are amazing."
"How are we going to get there?"
"Erm, its gonna have to be a taxi, sorry."
If there's one thing about me that's very weird, is have a big fear of taxi's, especially when I'm on my own. It terrifies me the idea of being alone in a small, confined space with someone you have never met before, could drive you anywhere and do absolutely ANYTHING to you! Yeah, I have an overactive imagination too. But still, taxi's freak me out, and being slightly claustrophobic doesn't help.
"Can't we get a bus or something? Or walk, I'm happy walking, come on let's walk." Tali could hear the panic rising in my voice.
"Calm down. Hannah, the only way we're gonna make it there is if we get a Taxi. If we walk, we'll miss them, if we get a bus, we'll miss them."
I paused for a moment before replying,
"Fine by me!"
"Please Hannah, this might be my only chance to meet them, please?"
I could see how much this meant to her and I really didn't want to let her down, but the thought of the Taxi still scared me. Eventually I made my decision and sighed,
"Okay, but only this once."
Tali embraced me into a bone crushing hug to show her gratitude.
"Thank you Hannah, Thank you!"
"Okay but please....let...me...go...can't...breathe...need...oxygen....soon!"
I let out a deep breath as Tali pulled away, finally allowing me to breathe as she hailed a Taxi. As the black cab pulled up beside us, I could feel my breathing getting faster and my heart rate increasing.
"You'll be fine!" Tali tried to reassure me as she opened the Taxi door, stepping inside. As I sat down, I took in my surroundings; the slight leathery smell, the air freshener covering up the smell of tobacco and cheap aftershave.

Please get me out of here.

As we drove closer and closer to the studio, I closed my eyes and focused on blocking out the rank odor, breathing in through my mouth, avoiding the smell.

"Han," someone poked my upper arm, "Hannah, were here."
I opened my eyes and realised I must have fallen asleep. When I realised where I was I turned to Tali, panic written all over my face,
"How long was I out?"
"Only like, 5 minutes."
I nodded and began to unclip my seatbelt.
"That will be eight pound miss." Said a gruff voice, coming from the front of the car; causing me to jump slightly. Tali paid the creepy driver as I opened the door and breathed in the 'fresh' air surrounding the car. The noise and screaming was almost unbearable and as I looked round I could see that many 'directioners', as Tali called them, were already waiting outside the studio, a large amount of them holding banners scrawled with twitter usernames, quotes, and some with phrases slightly more graphic than others, like,
'Screw this lightbulb, Louis!', need I go on? Wow, what on earth runs through these peoples minds? My thoughts were interrupted when Tali grabbed my hand and pulled me to the back of the growing crowd. I looked up at the massive building in front of me, which looked to be about six floors, and saw that most of the surface was occupied large glass windows. By now, Tali had pulled her camera out and had joined in with most of the other fans who were screaming at the top of their lungs about how much they loved the boys.
"Tali?" She didn't hear me, "....Tali?......TALI?!" I ended up jabbing her in the arm with my elbow, attempting to get her attention.
"How long are we going to be here?" I asked, realising my stomach was calling for some kind of fast food.
"As long as it takes. And if we don't meet them, we try again."
I groaned at the thought of traipsing around London all day looking for five boys whilst my stomach was missing its relationship with a box of McDonald's chicken nuggets. Fifteen minutes passed and Tali and I had managed to edge forwards a few rows into the crowd after some fans that Tali had called 'directionators', had given up and left. I rummaged through my jacket pocket and pulled out my ipod, putting both earphones into each ear and scrolled through the songs until I picked Lego House by Ed Sheeran. My mind soon began to wander and I eventually found myself staring at the floor, completely oblivious to the screaming that had picked up around me, clearly audible over my music. I was knocked out of my thoughts when a hand grasped my upper arm and squeezed hard.
I pulled one headphone from my ear and turned my head towards my crazed friend.
"Ahh, Tali! TALI, I can't feel my hand!" She loosened the pressure slightly but still kept her hand firmly clamped around my arm. I looked round at Tali and saw that she had her eyes fixated on something before she flickered her eyes towards me for a moment before returning her attention back to her previous interest.
"H-Hannah! There they are! Oh My God, I can see them!"
Screams erupted from all around us.
"Wha-?" I looked up to where Tali's attention was focused and saw five boys standing up against the big glass window on the third floor, smiling and waving at all their fans.
"Oh." I said simply. Tali pulled her camera out and began furiously taking pictures of her five idols. I looked back up at the boys and immediately one stood out from the rest of them; he wore black jeans, white T-shirt, green beanie and had his sunglasses tucked into the neck of his top. It was him, the guy who spilt coffee over me, it was Harry. Brilliant. I had walked into Harry Styles, and I had no idea. Tali was going to tear me to shreds.

[A/N: please keep commenting, voting and fanning, it motivates me to write more! btw, some locations are made up, some are real]
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