The pretty girl who fell in love with Harry styles

A One Direction fanfiction.. obviously. Maddy also known as madds meets One Direction in quite unusual circumstances and when she falls for Harry Styles, her world spins out of control... Harry Styles, One Direction, 1D, Louis Tomlinson. Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan

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6. Chapter 6

Maddy's POV

It had been a few days since Harry and I met at the beach and it was perfect, like I expected. He kissed me and though it was completely out of the blue, it was sweet and I wouldn't change a thing.

It was a cooler summer afternoon and like most days, I was bored out of my mind and Makayla was nowhere to be found. The house was empty, my parents were at work, and I felt like dancing. So obviously like any other completely normal person, I blasted some music, put on the slipperiest pair of socks I owned, and began sliding around my house and belting out songs. I did that for a while, until my bum was sore from falling on it so much. I walked back to my room and lay on my rug. I shut my eyes for a little while and caught my breath. I was on the verge of dosing off when my phone started ringing. I got up to see who was calling, hoping it would be Makayla coming to rescue my bored and now sore ass. But when I looked at the caller ID on my phone, I knew I wouldn't be bored for much longer. 

"Hello," I elongated the "O"

"Hi there," Harry's smooth voice played through my phone.

"What have I done to deserve a phone call from none other than Harry Styles himself?" I teased.

He chuckled through the other end, "Well we had so much, er, fun at the beach, I figured you would want to come over. I mean if you're not doing anything."

My heart leaped into my throat. "You mean come over to your flat?"

"Yeah, if you want," he sounded unsure.

"Oh yeah, I'd love to. I'm not doing anything." I answered.

"Alright, great. I'll text you my address," he said.

"See you soon," I said and hung up the phone.

He immediately texted me his address and I had already picked out my outfit. I still couldn't believe I was dating Harry Styles. I didn't want to get ahead of myself and make up something in my mind that wasn't really going on, but we'd already been on two dates and he invited me over. I call that dating. Either way, I didn't want to seem too dressy, so I picked out a pretty casual outfit and some black Converse to go with it. ( cgi/set?id=55525436)

I ran down the stairs and out the door. I grabbed the keys to my brother's old car and though it wasn't the flashiest piece of machinery, it had to do. After about a half an hour drive, I pulled up to a beautiful, white building. I looked around trying to find parking and I found a little garage towards the end of the flat. I pulled into it and a heavy, metal gate guarding the entrance. There was a keypad near the gate. I pushed down on a big, red button and the next thing I knew a ringing sound began playing through the keypad speakers. It rang for a minute and stopped. Then, Harry's voice played through the speakers, "Who is it?" he said.

"Um, it's Maddy," I laughed. 

Bethony's POV

It had been a few days since Harry and I met at the beach and it was perfect, like I expected. He kissed me and though it was completely out of the blue, it was sweet and I wouldn't change a thing.

It was a cooler summer afternoon and like most days, I was bored out of my mind and Janet was nowhere to be found. The house was empty, my parents were at work, and I felt like dancing. So obviously like any other completely normal person, I blasted some music, put on the slipperiest pair of socks I owned, and began sliding around my house and belting out songs. I did that for a while, until my bum was sore from falling on it so much. I walked back to my room and lay on my rug. I shut my eyes for a little while and caught my breath. I was on the verge of dosing off when my phone started ringing. I got up to see who was calling, hoping it would be Janet coming to rescue my bored and now sore ass. But when I looked at the caller ID on my phone, I knew I wouldn't be bored for much longer.

"Hello," I elongated the "O"

"Hi there," Harry's smooth voice played through my phone.

"What have I done to deserve a phone call from none other than Harry Styles himself?" I teased.

He chuckled through the other end, "Well we had so much, er, fun at the beach, I figured you would want to come over. I mean if you're not doing anything."

My heart leaped into my throat. "You mean come over to your flat?"

"Yeah, if you want," he sounded unsure.

"Oh yeah, I'd love to. I'm not doing anything." I answered.

"Alright, great. I'll text you my address," he said.

"See you soon," I said and hung up the phone.

He immediately texted me his address and I had already picked out my outfit. I still couldn't believe I was dating Harry Styles. I didn't want to get ahead of myself and make up something in my mind that wasn't really going on, but we'd already been on two dates and he invited me over. I call that dating. Either way, I didn't want to seem too dressy, so I picked out a pretty casual outfit and some black Converse to go with it. ( cgi/set?id=55525436)

I ran down the stairs and out the door. I grabbed the keys to my brother's old car and though it wasn't the flashiest piece of machinery, it had to do. After about a half an hour drive, I pulled up to a beautiful, white building. I looked around trying to find parking and I found a little garage towards the end of the flat. I pulled into it and a heavy, metal gate guarding the entrance. There was a keypad near the gate. I pushed down on a big, red button and the next thing I knew a ringing sound began playing through the keypad speakers. It rang for a minute and stopped. Then, Harry's voice played through the speakers, "Who is it?" he said.

"Um, it's Bethony," I laughed.

He didn't answer, but within seconds, the gates guarding the garage slowly began to open. I carefully pulled into the parking garage and pulled into an empty space. I grabbed my handbag and my phone from the passenger seat of the car and locked the door. I walked towards the elevator in the middle of the garage and it was when I got in that I realized I had no idea where I was going. There were three buttons in the lift. One button had "1" printed on it, and the second button below it had "2" typed on it, obviously. The last button had a "G" typed on it, which was the floor I was on. I pressed down on the first button and it lit up red. The elevator began to rise and it came to a stop again. The heavy doors slid open and I stepped out. In front of me was a gorgeous apartment, fully furnished. I looked around, overwhelmed. And then I saw the huge windows, revealing the most brilliant view I had ever seen.

"So you like it?"

I spun around.

"Like? This is absolutely phenomenal!" I gawked.

"I'm glad," Harry said, putting his arms around my hips. I gave him a quick kiss.

He spun me around, "So, would you like to watch a film?"

"Oh, I would love nothing more," I smiled and he chuckled.

We both fell onto Harry's couch simultaneously. Harry leaned on top of me and grabbed the remote from across my lap. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"I hope you like 'Love, Actually'," Harry said, clicking the television on.

"I've actually never seen it," I chuckled.

Harry's eyes went wide, "What?! You're joking right?"

"No," I laughed.

"Oh my God! You have to watch now!" He said, stumbling with the remote.

The movie finally started and it was pretty good… I mean the parts that I saw anyway.

We were about 15 minutes in, when Harry so very smoothly put his arm around my shoulder. I leaned over and gave him a look, but I didn't stop him. A little while went by and I began to move closer to Harry. I could smell his cologne and I liked it. Being that close to him made me feel good, safe almost. I was pretty caught up in the film when I felt Harry's eyes on me. I looked over and surely enough he was staring at me. I stared back, not wanting to break the moment. He began to move closer and so did I. I stared at his lips with lust. I couldn't help myself. As soon as Harry's lips approached mine, I fit myself into his body and began kissing him. He kissed back roughly, but it felt nice. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and I did the same to him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and my hands fell on his hair- his perfectly curly, tousled hair. I ran my fingers through it and even found myself playing with an individual curl. I felt him smile as he was kissing me, making me stop for a second.

"What?" I breathed, smiling.

"You're so cute…" he answered.

"What did I do," I laughed.

"You were pulling on my curls…" he said.

I covered my face with my hands and started laughing in embarrassment. He grabbed my hands with his huge ones.

"I didn't tell you to stop," he smirked.

I laughed and immediately reattached my lips to his. I fell on top of him and we both smiled, but we didn't stop. This was bliss. There were no other words to describe it. Harry's hand found my face and I nuzzled my face into it. I kicked my shoes off, trying to get comfortable on the couch and still managed to continue kissing Harry. I slowly began to slip my tongue into his mouth again when suddenly the elevator doors pushed open and the sound of boys' laughter followed out of it.

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