Friends With Benefits

This is a story about a girl, who is deeply in love with the member of One Direction Harry Styles, and they are friends because of their familiys. It's a long time ago since they saw each other because of Harry is busy, but when he is in England something happens... They become fuck buddies, so everytime Harry is around England, he pays for her ticket to come visit him for a "little chat". Is this going to be more? Are her feelings for him to strong to go on? Will he get feelings for her?


1. Meeting again

Bianca's P.O.V


I went to meet and greet with my friend Alissa, just like every other fan, but I were diffrent. I went over to the boys, giving high-fives and hugs. I always been supporting the boys, but also I know another side of them. I have known Harry Styles since I was three. We went to the same kindergarden, and our parrents got friends. I tried to get over to the other side of the fans, over to the boys. The security tried to stop me, but Harry just said I were an old friend, so they let me in.

I asked how everything were. Harry and I haven't talked in a long time, and he was only home for a month. He had to travel the world for the third time with One Direction.

I have always been supporting Harry no matter what kind of mess he threw himself out in. Once he was in another band called White Eskimo, which was fine, but he wanted to be a rock star, so he dressed like I don't even know. He had this red hairband on, and a white shirt and black tie. The shirt and tie was fine. He actually looked pretty sexy in that, but the red hairband ruined everything. I am just happy, he is where he is and goes in that sexy outfit. I've always been attracted to Harry. His green orbs and curly hair, but as it is now, he is dating a model, and I'm just the best friend.

“So excited for doing a world tour with your new album You Rocked Me”

Sometimes I think back to the time, when I were a new directioner. They just got out with their first album Up All Night and every one were all over it. Then Take me Home came and every one made jokes, about that it was about sex and all that so they made a list of what their next albums would be called, and it did become a little like that. They thought it was funny and called their third album You Rocked Me, after their song, Rock Me. Obviously.

While Harry went to the X-Factor, I still worked in the little bakery. There was so quiet without Harry.

“We are so excited! The name is a little weird, but there is nothing we won't do for the fans” Harry said smirking.

“Maybe you should be careful saying stuff like that little Harry, it might end up you'll doing stuff you don't want to” I said giving him a little wink.

He shook his hand making the sound he would whisper something into my ear.

“You know what I mean, maybe a journalist is listening.” He whispered.

“Yeah I know, but you don't have to lie all the time. Be yourself.”

“I am, we all are. But about things that indicates fans, we have to make sure they won't leave the fandom. Or else we are screwed by the management.”

“Yeah, well Alissa is getting annoyed now. I gotta go. Harry, you are coming for lunch with your family tomorrow, right?” I asked.

“Uhhm, yeah sure” He said busy writing autographs.

“See ya'll”

I went over to Alissa. She didn't have time for me to chat. She didn't really like One Direction, that was the bad thing about her. But she was my best friend, and why ruin a friendship over a band.

We went over to Oxford street to go shop clothing, for the lunch later. Harry had millions of girls who wants to date him, but I was his friend, so had a bigger chance. I didn't want to miss my chance. We went over to Topshop and got a little black skirt with some glitter, and a T-shirt with a collar, it was a transparent pink and a black collar. We also bought some shoes they were black with a little white bow. All something I knew Harry would find cute.  

 I went home and took the clothing on, I took my T-shirt down the skirt, then I got over in my mirror, and looked at my long brown hair, that went down my back making some wavy curls. I placed my face very close to the mirror, to look at my light blue eyes, and my eyelashes that had the perfect wave that made them look longer. I looked at my lips thinking “Would Harry want to kiss this? It's just two lips, sat together to give a mouth. Why are lips that special?”

“Bianca! The Styles family are here!” My mom called from the living room.

I just looked in the mirror one last time checking, if something was weird looking.

I turned around, “Hey beautiful, you look fine!” Harry said standing in the door, smirking.

I took my hair behind my ear, and started blushing. I went over to my PS3 and pointed at FIFA 13, Harry nodded and started smiling, like a cupcake.

After first half of the game, I led. In the second half it went from 2-1 to me to 2-4 to Harry.

I started attacking him, for winning. He took my wrists and turned me over to the ground, after a ten minute long fight. He looked into my blue eyes for some seconds and I looked deeply into his big green orbs too. Then he made his face going closer to mine, and I could feel his soft nose against mine, as his lips almost touched mine.. but then we heard someone going upstairs, and we sat up in my bed and took the controllers as fast as we could, and looked at the screen like nothing ever happened. Then we heard someone knock on my door. “Come in” I said, looking over my shoulder to see who it was. It was my mom “there is lunch ready for you downstairs, are you coming? I've been shouting for you the last five minutes.” She said. “What have you been doing?” “We have been playing FIFA.” Harry fast replied and started smiling. “Okay, but just come down now before the food get's cold.” My mom said giving us a little wink as she closed my door softly.

Harry stood up and went over to the door, as he gave me a signal to come with him. We went downstairs, and looked at the big lunch table. Harry was eating, like he hadn't ate for month.  

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