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7. For Alex

For Allie
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“Mommy, tell me a story!” My little girl demanded. I sat on her bed. “Not a fairy tale. A real life story. With romance!” I smiled.

“Once, there was a girl, who’s name was Alex. She loved a boy band, named One Direction. Especially a boy named Harry Styles. One day, she was listening to the radio, when she heard an announcement…


“MOTHER WHERE IS THE PHONE, I NEED THE PHONE NOW, IT’S A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH!!!!!!!!” I screamed, running into the house. My mother jumped three feet in the air.

“Alex, what is wrong with you?!”

“ONE DIRECTION TICKET CONTEST, I NEED A PHONE, WOMAN!” I screamed. I grabbed the phone and stabbed at the number pad, then waited, hearing the dial tone in my ear.

“You are our thirty first caller. Please try again.” I hung up and called again. “You are our one hundredth caller. Please try again.” I took a deep breath and called once more. Ring, ring. Ring, ring. Ri- “Congratulations, you are our one hundredth and thirty eighth caller! You get one free ticket to One Direction’s concert in Houston, Texas, along with a plane ticket if you need it! What's your name, sweetie?” The DJ asked.

“A-A-A-Alex.” I stammered.

“Well, A-A-A-Alex, are you excited?” He asked, laughing.

“OHMYGOSH, yes!!!” I said.

“Well, congratulations, sweetie, I hope you enjoy the concert. You can stop by on Sunday to pick up the ticket.”


Oh, my gosh. I’m actually here!  I stared in awe at the huge stadium. Quickly, I ran in and found my seat. The ticket was really good. I was right next to the stage. Oh, my gosh, I get to see Harry Hotness Styles himself! Up close and personal. I grinned to myself. Oh, yeah, baby.

Soon the concert started. Liam, Louis, Niall, Zayn and Harry ran onto the stage, and the crowd roared. “Hello, Houston!!” Louis screamed. “We are so honored to be here!” He added in a really bad Southern accent. We all laughed, and they went right into “Live While We’re Young”. I screamed and danced and sang along with all of the other girls. They sang “Best Song Ever”, “Up All Night,” “Gotta Be You”, “What Makes You Beautiful”, “Teenage Dirtbag” “One Way Or Another”, “One Thing”, “They Don’t Know About Us”, and lastly, “Little Things”.  I cried during the last song. Harry looked at my part of the crowd, and winked. The girls around me screamed. I caught myself screaming too. Dang, that boy is fine!


All too soon, the concert was over. I sadly waited to walk out. I didn’t wanna leave. I turned to look at the stage one more time. I sighed, then turned around. I didn’t see the guy in front of me, and I slammed into him.

“Oh, my gosh, I’m sorry…” He said in a British accent. He helped me up, and it was then I looked at his face. Harry flipping Styles. Lord Jesus, take me now. My mouth opened and closed like a fish, and he grinned and adjusted his hood. I could see his gorgeous curls peeking out of the sides. He looked at me. “Are you okay, love?” He asked. Oh, my gosh. His voice…I think I’m going to die. Right here. Just melt into a pile of Allie-ness. I cleared my throat.

“Yeah, Yeah, I’m fine.” I said. My Texas accent seemed so much more pronounced when I spoke.

“I like your accent.” He said, grinning.

“I like your face…” I slapped a hand over my mouth. He looked at me, and started laughing. I slapped my forehead. “I didn’t say that. Please tell me I didn’t say that.”

“No, I'm pretty sure you said that. Don’t worry, I think it was cute.” Harry stuck his hands in his pockets. “What’s your name?”


“Alex.” He tried the name out. I loved the way it rolled off his tongue. He pronounced Al-ex; Everyone else called me Ail-ax, because of our Southern accents. “I like it. It suits you.” He winked, and I tried as hard as I could not to swoon. He said something else, but I was only concentrating on the way his accent sounded in my ears. Mmmm…I love British accents. Harry waved his hand in front of my face, and I jumped.

“What?” I snapped back to the present.

“I asked if you had a cell phone.” He smirked. He knows exactly what kind of effect he has on me…that cheeky boy.

“Yup.” I said, flipping my hair over my shoulder.

“Can I have your number? Maybe we can hang out sometime, before we leave for our next concert.” Harry winked at me. My heart rate sped up. “And maybe you can show me around Houston?” He added.

“Uh…yeah…sure.” I looked around. “Am I being Punk’d?”

“No, I’m serious.” He grinned. I raised an eyebrow, and reached into my pocket, pulling out my phone. He grabbed it out of my hand, and tapped on it for a minute, then handed me his phone. “Here, put your contact in here.” I put my name in as Ally, and he grinned when he read it. He handed me back his phone. He put his name in as Harry Hawtness <3. I giggled.

“Can I have a picture, please?” I asked.

“Yeah, sure!” He put his arm around my shoulders, and leaned into the camera’s view. Just before the camera went off, I felt soft lips press against my cheek, and my eyes widened. Just then, the picture was taken. He pulled away and grinned. “Send that picture to me, would you?” He asked, winking at me.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.”

“I’ll text you later, love.” He said.

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, sure.” I swallowed hard.

“HARRAH! WE GOTTA GO! SO SAYS THE MIGHTY PAUL!” A loud voice came from the stage. We looked up, and Louis and Niall stood on the stage. Niall started laughing at Louis.

“I’ll be there in a minute!” Harry yelled back.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Louis screamed, then he noticed me. “OH, ARE WE INTERRUPTING SOMETHING?”

“Yeah, Lou, a little bit.” Harry reddened and scratched the back of his neck. I giggled.

“IS SHE HOT? I CANT SEE FROM THIS DISTANCE?” Louis yelled. I blushed, and Harry looked at me.

“Yeah, she’s hot.” Harry called back. Niall gave a laugh.


“K-I-S-S-I-N-G!” Niall added, snorting with laughter.


“Shut up, Lou!” Harry yelled back. He turned to me. “So sorry about that. I’ll text you later, okay?”


“I gotta go. See you later.” Harry winked, kissed my cheek, and walked down toward the stage. I took a deep breath, then walked away.


My phone buzzed as I was getting ready for bed. I picked it up. The screen read,
From: Harry Hawtness <3
Hey, sorry I couldn’t talk more.
J It was nice while it lasted though! X

From: Ally
 It’s fine, haha. I didn’t mind. :)

From: Harry Hawtness <3
Now the boys are trying to read over my shoulder. XD Louis is screaming about my girlfriend, Niall is trying to grab my phone, Zayn’s trying to tackle me, and Liam is just sitting there, doing nothing. :l I suffer so much. XD x

From: Ally
Oh, yeah, Mr. Supah Star. You suffer. You have adoring fans, four best friends, and more than a bazillion dollars. Suxs to be you.
J xx

From: Harry Hawtness <3
You are so compassionate.

From: Ally
Suck it up, cupcake. XD

“…They talked for hours, and continually grew closer. Soon, Harry asked Alex to be his girlfriend. And they lived happily ever after.” I stood and gently tucked the blankets around Darcy. She gave a little sigh as she dropped off to sleep. I smiled, and Harry walked in. He hugged me from behind and leaned down, resting his chin on my shoulder.

“You told her about how we met?” He asked, kissing my cheek softly. I sighed and nodded.


“Have I told you lately how thankful I am that you won that contest?” He whispered.

“Yes you did.”

“Well, I am.” He nuzzled my ear softly. “If you didn’t, I would have never met you.”

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