Life Is a Game And Love Is A Prize (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

19-year old Alexandra, also known as Alex, is Lana Del Reys younger sister. She loves her sister too pieces but doesn't like the spotlight. When her sister drags her along to One Directions movie premiere she expects it to be just another social event for famous people, and certainly doesn't expect to meet someone who makes it worth while and could possibly change her life forever? (sorry about the rubbish explanation, the story will be better, I promise)


7. The Night Out

Alex's POV

"We were born to die" Lana sung through the mike to the final song of the concert. I know it sounds selfish but I couldn't wait for the concert to be over. Harry's arriving just after the concert and I was literally dying to see him! 

It's been a whole week since I drove away from his gorgeous face, leaving for the tour with my sister. The screams of hundreds of both boys and girls filled the arena as Liz jogged off stage, gleaming. 

"Well done!" I immediately said squeezing her with a proud feeling running through my veins. 


Liz went off to get changed as I waited for Harry by the entrance, sitting in the hallway like a dog awaiting it's owner. This 'patience' thing that people seem to have doesn't really exist in my family. Honestly, I can't wait for anything.

I pulled out my phone ready to dial his number when he came bursting through the back stage doors, closely followed by his bodyguard.

Both our eyes met and we hugged each other as if we hadn't been in contact for years. 

"I missed you" he whispered into my ear lobe before placing a delicate kiss onto my lips.

"I missed you too" I whispered back.

*1 hour later*

"Are you ready to go babe?" Harry questioned as he looked up from his phone.

"Yeah, just got to grab a pair of shoes."

We both caught up with each other even if it had only been a week, we had loads to chat about! Afterwards, we decided that we wanted to go out and celebrate. Celebrate what? Well, I have no idea but were going to have a good time so I'm not complaining!


As we entered the club, I felt all eyes soon fixate on us. 'Just act normal Alex. Don't do anything weird' I kept mentally reminding myself.

Harry ordered both our drinks and then sat down next to me. 

"You okay?" He asked looking concerned.

I didn't want to admit that I felt uncomfortable but somehow, I had to give him an excuse for not looking like my normal self.

"Well, it's just that, uh, I, I really want to dance!" I replied with a sudden burst of energy.

"Are you sure, I mean I just ordered our-" He begun but before he got a chance to finish his sentence, I yanked his arm towards the dance floor.

 We were both soon grinning as we begun to dance amongst the crowd of people. We stopped every so often for a drink before continuing to dance not long afterwards. After about an hour of this routine, I could officially say that I was drunk but didn't want to admit to Harry that I was a light-weight, which I most certainly was.

Suddenly, I had someone pinch my bum. I leaped out of my skin, obviously not expecting it.

"Harry, someone just grabbed my arse." I shouted to Harry over the loud music.

"Who?!" He said back to me, traces of anger noticeable in his voice.

"Over there" I pointed towards a tall, black-haired bloke who had a smirk plastered on his face.

"Right." he said with clenched fists, beginning to walk towards the guy. I pulled him back by his arm, coming face-to-face with him and whispered, "Let's just get out of here."

"But I need to ask him why-"

"Please Harry."

"Ok then babe" he said, giving in to me.

His soft fingers grasped mine as we both left the club. 

As the car stopped outside the tour bus, we both didn't move a muscle but stayed glued to our chairs. 



"There's something I need to tell you"

"What's that?"

"I love you Alex, I really do, I don't care if I'm taking a chance telling you this so early in a relationship but you need to now."

"And you know what I love Harry?"



Ok, so maybe at the time I didn't think that through, but I was drunk after all. Being serious is never my strong point while drunk. I admit it, that was a very stupid remark.

"Oh... You should probably get some sleep, come on." He said as he climbed out the car, running round to attend me as I attempted to walk by myself. Maybe I drunk a bit more then I actually remember, well done Alex, now your boyfriend thinks your a drunken light-weight. 

*The next morning*

I woke up in Harry's arms, with a pounding headache that wasn't going away anytime soon. Last night Harry told me he loved me and I honestly believe he meant it. I can't believe that I told him I liked ducks at that moment of time, I don't even like ducks?!

I'm going to miss him so much today when he leaves. I always want to spend time with him, I never want it to end. Is that obsessive?

Noticing that Harry began to stir, I turned to face him. He opened his eyes fully and smiled when seeing me staring at him. 

"Good morning love" he said in his beautiful morning voice.

"Morning... Harry?"


"Do you have to leave today, I mean can't you stay a little longer?"

"I'm sorry but I have to go, I need to go help the others promote our world tour."

"What world tour?"

"I told you last night, remember? Were leaving in a couple of weeks?"

"How long for?"

"6 months."

6 months? For once in my life, I had nothing to say. I do remember him mentioning something about a tour but not for 6 months. Shock overtook me as I stared into Harry's eyes but said nothing. I may not get to see my boyfriend for 6 bloody months?

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