Gotta Be You


I glance up at him, and sure enough he has tears trickling down his face. I reach up and wipe them away with my thumb.

“I thought I had lost you. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had.” He says it slightly louder now. “I was terrified. I shouldn’t have left you. I should have been by you that whole time.” He shakes his head, tears flowing steadily now.


1. Karma

The bar was loud, especially loud for a Thursday night. I sighed and asked for another drink. The bartender smiled and gave me my drink.

"Bad breakup?" I turned to see a boy with brown curls and emerald eyes. I nodded faintly. He reached for his glass, got up, and took the stool next to mine.

"Want to talk about it? I mean I understand if you don't, really I do. I'm actually going through one myself at the moment." He said sincerely.

I drew a breath and started to tell him how I had broken up with my boyfriend if two years. 

"He had been sleeping with another girl, every Tuesday night. He kept telling me he had a class at the University. They had been sleeping together for five months.." I trailed off. Not wanting for him to see me weak, I quickly looked down. I felt his fingers lift my chin up. 

"There, there." He said gently. "Don't you worry about that prick. He obviously had no idea what he was missing." I smiled at how kind he was, not to mention he was pretty good looking as well. He took my hand and kissed it.

"I've had a lovely time with you.. Um, I believe I don't even know your name." 

"Megan" I respond with a blush. He was still holding my hand.

"Megan.." He whispered "I'm Harry. Harry Styles." He starred at me for a while longer and then started to talk again.

"Well, I should be off. It was truly a pleasure meeting you, Megan." With that he smiled and left; Leaving me alone in the bar.




I woke up to light shining through a gap in the curtains. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. Sliding out of bed I put my slippers on and make my way to the kitchen.

My flat was a tad messy. There were plates left around and cans lying about. I picked them up as I walked. ‘Little more clean’ I think to myself. I opened the cupboard. Nothing. Opened the fridge. Nothing.


Sighing in defeat, I put some skinny jeans on, matching them with a white laced top. I added the final jewelry, and touched up my makeup. This would have to do for the market, I think to myself.

I grab my coat and keys. I swing the door open, turn around to lock it and I climb in my car, driving to the market.


The market was buzzing. I wave to my neighbours; Smile at the people I usually see here. I make my way over to the produce stand. Berries, apples, bananas, pears, grapes and oranges.

I then saunter over to the bakery. I breathe in the smell of the fresh grains being baked. I pick a loaf and crinkle the bread in between my fingers, it crumbles lightly. Perfect.

I grab a bag of milk and some eggs to top off my grocery list and make my way back to my car. As I fumble with the keys someone runs straight into me.



"I'm terribly sorry!" He seemed worried. He bent down to help me pick up my groceries. 

"No. It was entirely my fault; I should have been looking where I was walking." I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Megan?" He asked. I probably looked confused because he explained. 

"Harry? From the bar?" Oh! Right. 

"Right... Harry."


We picked up the final groceries off the ground and placed them into my bags. I quickly advert my gaze to the ground. I shiver slightly. He laughs and rubs my arms with his hands.

"Cold are you? Better get you indoors then, come on." he takes me by the hand and leads me into his car. He starts the car with a purr, and drives it expertly to his flat.


He opens the door and guides me in. It was lovely; his flat was decorated with the finest furniture and art. 

"Wow! You seem to be decked, huh?" I say. 

"Yeah, actually I'm kind of famous you know. One Direction?" He says, little dimples playing on his cheeks. Then it hits me. I knew something was familiar about him that night at the bar. I just couldn't put my finger on it. Until now, of course. 

"Well, must be your bachelor pad than?" I say, slightly bitter. He notices the edge in my voice and looks hurt. 

"Not all celebrities are like that you know.." Great. Now I feel like shit.

"I didn't mean it to sound that way. I'm sorry, that was stupid. It was stupid of me to even come here. I'm sorry. I should go." 
I stammer, grabbing my keys and coat. I feel his hand on my elbow. He turns me around to look at him. Just then someone comes rushing through the door. 

"HARRY! Let's get the party started!"




Louis POV

I hadn't seen Harry all day. It was killing me. I decided to call the lads to tell them to meet at Harry's. We're getting drunk tonight! I plan to go to the new club downtown, called 'Karma'. It sounded POPPING! I decide there's no need to knock and I just burst through the door. 

"HARRY! Let's get the party started!" I yell. Then I see her. She is quite petite and has a nice body. She looks around Hazza's age. She's got straight blond hair and bright blue eyes, somewhat close to Niall's. 

"Sorry, I.. Uhh.. I'll just come back later then.." I stammer trying to get the words out. I start to walk backwards but Harry pipes up,

"No mate, it's fine. Nothing's going on." Harry assures me. She seems to look slightly nervous. I clear my throat and nod my head in her direction. Harry being the smart little boy he is finally catches on.

"Right, this is Megan. Megan this is Louis. Louis is in the band with me." She nods her head understanding. I place my hand outwards, she accepts it and shakes it gently. Her skin is soft. 

"Lovely to meet you Megan" I say with a smile. 

"Nice to meet you too." She says, returning my smile. She opened her mouth to say something more when the other lads walked in. When their eyes land on Megan, they stop, frozen to the floor. 

"Hi" she says shyly. 

"Hello there love." Liam says. Being polite as usual. "My name's Liam, this here is Niall and over there is Zayn." 

"Pleasure to meet you all" She says with a grin. Just then she squeezes past them grabs her jacket, which was hanging on the back of a kitchen chair, and heads towards the door. 

"Where are you going?" Harry seems disappointed. 

"I didn't mean to intrude on your evening. It was a pleasure to meet you all, but I must get going. I have my groceries still." She says. Before she is able to open the door, Harry is in front of her. He gives her his phone and tells her to add in her number. We all do the same.

"We are going out to the new club 'Karma' tonight; would you like to join us?" Niall asks. She thinks for a moment and responds, 

"I'd love to." She's smiling now as she swings open the door and walks outside.




Megan's POV

When I get home, I quickly shower and straighten my hair, until it's pin straight. My hair is naturally straight so it doesn't take long. I pull on a black halter top the hugs me in the right spots, showing off the little bit if curves I have. I put on a pair of black skinny jeans and match it with black studded ankle boots. I apply light makeup and spritz myself slightly with some perfume. It's 8:00 now. I grab a quick snack and head out the door.



The music is pumping out of every door way to Karma. It's so loud! I quickly find Harry and Louis on the dance floor.

"Hey!" Louis screams over the music. I suppress my giggles. Zayn then calls us over to sit. Harry puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me to the table.



"That was AWESOMMMMMME!" I scream, the music is gone, but I'm just so happy. I lost count of how many drinks I've had. I'm dancing through the streets; walking to my car. Stumbling as I go. I unlock my car doors and Harry stops me.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asks sternly. 

"Getting in my carrr?" I slur. 

"Not like that you aren't. Come on. You're sleeping in my guest room." He says. He leads me to his car. I feel it come to life and jolt forward. It wasn't long before everything goes black.




Harry's POV

I watch her as I drive. She's beautiful, don't get me wrong, but I don't think I could like her like that. She looked so peaceful when she sleeps.   I walk up to her side and pull her out, carrying her bridal style. I push open the door and Niall, Zayn and Liam are already sitting on my couch.


"I'll get the door Haz; you just bring her up to bed." Niall says to me. He's so kind.


I pull off her top and put one of my tees on her. I slide off her jeans and fold them neatly at the end of her bed with her top. I pull the blanket around her and turn off the lights.   When I walk downstairs everyone is staring at me.


"What?!" I ask, slightly annoyed.


"You like her" Zayn replies with a coy smile. I glance up to see them all smiling at me.


"It's not like that. I feel about her as I feel about Gemma."


"Sure...” Niall jokes. I look at him and he understands what I said is true.


"I know what you mean Haz, don't worry." He says with a smile. I push him lightly on the arm and we get on talking about Karma.


Later on, Zayn and Liam went to their own flats, while Niall goes up to the guest room he had previously set his stuff in; he was too drunk to go anywhere.

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