We'll Always Have Paris - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Gabrielle Moreau is a 19-year old French girl living in Paris, the “capital of love”. To most people she looks ordinary, but behind her high-built façade hides a girl that suffers. She tries to shut the inferior sides of her life out by doing the things she loves and letting her thoughts circle around something elsewhere—and she succeeds in focusing on the good things in life flawlessly.
When Gabrielle an early morning gets a call from One Direction’s manager, who offers her the opportunity of working with them on their summer tour in Paris, she immediately replies him with a yes. She doesn’t know it just yet, but within the next few months she will get to grow a close bond to each of the boys in the band—and particularly one of them. Before she knows it, Gabrielle has been thrown into something she this time won’t be able to pull herself out of … Will she finally start opening herself up to someone and let them in without any conditions? **Check out the trailer in the right sidebar**

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20. An unfortunate mishit shot

 

Nothing more than twenty minutes later into the game, it seems that the statuses have switched completely and surprisingly, like a rain pour from a clear sky. The boys and I are back on the horse with a goal in front of the opposite team whilst Olly and Gabrielle…well, things aren’t exactly looking bright for them any longer. A few stupid tackles and trippings have made them both run a bit troubled around the field—and I’m not afraid to admit that the idiotic episodes have made me smile a bit every now and then. They are supposed to be the good team, but nonetheless they run around with limp feet and sore bodies like they’re only just beginners in the game of football.

Yet another muffled annoyed exclaim is heard from Olly when he by mistake mishits the football by his feet; to his disappointment it flies through the air in the complete opposite direction of our goal. The ball flies on with an unbelievable fast speed and a crazy thought passes through my mind: Olly might be doped if he can channel all of that power into only one kick with his foot.

At first I’m just staring in wonder at the fast-paced football, but it’s not until I see Gabrielle standing completely unaware of the ball just above her head, that I know what’s going to happen.

But then it’s too late. The distance between us is too big and even if I run as fast as I can towards her, I’m unable to get there in time. The football collides with her forehead in a smash, making a bumpy sound crack its way through the summer heat. Gabrielle falls to the ground as the ball bounces vigorously back from her. Crashing roughly against the hard ground beneath her, she lets out a sore moan of pain.

Without hesitation I tear off my goalkeeper’s gloves, throwing them on the ground as I run away from my position. “Gabrielle!” She can’t get hurt. I have vowed to myself that I won’t let anything happen to her, and if I have already broken that promise…

As I’m running for the small figure lying motionless on the ground, something stops my swift steps against the hard ground: The image of Olly running across the field in a fast pace, heading towards Gabrielle with a worried frown on his forehead. In a fierce movement he throws himself down on his knees, immediately putting his hands protectively on her bare shoulders.

I’m too far away to actually help make the beautiful girl lying on the ground feel better, but still close enough to hear the words being whispered between her and the man kneeling close beside her.

“I’m so, so sorry, darling,” he says as she stares blankly into his eyes. “Are you okay?”

She nods her head by the slightest. “I’m fine.” A strand of her chestnut brown hair falls out from her loose ponytail when she rises from the ground—maybe a bit too fast for her current headache. She flinches and put a hand to a pumping, red mark on her forehead, rubbing her fingers in circles on the spot like it will make the pain go away.

When a tremble goes through Gabrielle’s body and she for a brief moment looses her balance, Olly puts his arms around her small body frame. “Woah. Steady, there,” he nervously chuckles, still feeling a bit anxious for her possible injuries. She tries to regain her calmness as she rests her head on his chest, and when he pulls her a little bit closer into the warm embrace, it seems that it’s slowly starting to work.

When I look at Gabrielle, everything about her seems right: Her softly tanned skin, her pink lips, her long, dark eyelashes. She’s perfect, a flawless human being. Even now, when I look at her like this, I feel the exact same way about our relationship: It’s new and aspiring, free. 

But Olly… If I had looked at him five minutes ago, I would have recognized him as my close friend. Now all there is left to see is the red blur that’s slowly taking over my sight. Hostility, jealousy, anger. Everything I feel whenever I glare in his direction.

What confuses me the most is that there is no reasons of why he would do this to me. Why would he even think about it? Take my girl in his arms like he didn’t have a care about Gabrielle and I’s so called relationship. He knows how I feel about her—maybe better than anybody else.

You can never trust someone who you have too much faith in, right?

I let out a silent snort as I hear the boys’ rather worried footsteps behind me. What on earth is Olly thinking? Surely, I know what I am. I feel like I could kick the crap out of him for trying to sabotage my relationship with Gabrielle before it has even really begun.

 

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So who do you ship? Olly and Gabrielle (Golly) or Harry and Gabrielle (Habrielle)? Comment your ship below, just for the fun ;)

Oh, and please don't hate Olly just because of the plot line. I'm actually a really big fan of his; except One Direction he's my biggest obsession. So please don't hate him! If you have the time you should go check his music out, too - I can promise you it's amazing! xx

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