Luck & Love {A Harry Syles Fan Fiction}

Courtney is dragged to a concert by her younger sister and by fate meets Harry. She doesn't know him and doesn't listen to his music but he enjoys her company and witty remarks. When she goes to visit her mum in London, he can't help but want to go home every chance he gets. Harry charms her in every way but she can't help thinking of her old flame, Elijah, and the broken heart that came along with it.

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3. People? Here? Now?

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was that there were no longer any bright lights. The lights were dim and didn’t hurt when you stared at them. Well, too much.

The second thing I noticed was that I was laying on a comfy leather couch, a blanket strewn over my body, as if I was going to catch a cold laying here. The room I was in was large and had to be at least 20 degrees warm.

The third thing I noticed was the quiet chatter of people talking nearby. I wonder what happened to Kam? If she had called dad to tell what had happened, if he was on the next flight out from New York to Vancouver or if she was still waiting by the stage, refusing to go until I came back to greet her.

The last thing I noticed were the green eyes staring down at me. I knew his face was familiar, he was one of the boys that had been singing on stage, but his smile and carefree attitude was gone. He seemed genuinely concerned and he was staring. At me. No, down at me.

“Where am I?” I managed to choke out. My voice sounded raspy and old. That got the attention of the curly haired boy with the green eyes. He seemed to come out of some kind of daydream to realise that he was staring, a small blush creeping to his cheeks. His head shot up to look at someone behind the couch.

“Niall? A bottle of water, please.”

His voice was different than any I’d heard of before. It was undeniably slower, but only by about half a second. He drawled out his words, seeming to pick and choose them carefully before saying them. It was as if he was reading poetry rather than asking for a bottle of water. I wanted him to keep talking, if only to hear his voice more.

The blonde haired Naill popped his head out from behind the couch, startling me. His eyes showed worry but there was intrigue there as well. He handed me the water, which I gulped quickly before stopping to try and slow myself into sips. My mouth was parched however with each passing drink it started hurting less and less.

I supposed I was the new entertainment because the rest of the boys came and gathered around the couch as well, all wearing small smiles.

“You never did answer me,” I stated to the curly haired one, before eying the new additions and realising that in the centre, there stood my sister.

“Kam!” I shouted at her as if she weren’t 5 feet in front of me, my voice not hiding my excitement and stress. I stood quickly, causing me to become dizzy but I ignored it and made my way towards her. I placed my hands on her cheeks, which she quickly took off with a quick look to the boys around her. I settled them on her shoulders, which she took much better, letting them rest there. “Are you alright? What happened?” My voice sounded worried but Kameron’s smile was calm and relaxed.

“I should ask you the same! You fainted on stage in front of One Direction and an arena full of people!”

“Don’t remind me,” I spoke through my teeth, willing my stomach not to be sick at the thought.

“They even had the medics drag you offstage and take a look at you!” exclaimed Kam.

I gave a huff at whoever’s idea that was.

“Either way, tonight has been a dream come true!” she sang, in a giddy tone. Her eyes gazing away from me to the boys, she added, “They’re all perfect.”

I turned towards them, a small smile on my face. “I guess you’ve figured out my sister admires you boys and your music.”

“We ‘tought so,” spoke Niall, giving Kam a smile. She sighed and swooned in response, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“Have you talked to dad?” I asked Kam, gaining her attention, worry filling my body like a tidal wave. We were supposed to be at the hotel and have called him by now, the clock on the far side of the wall confirming my dread. “What about our flight? How long have I been out?”

Kam rolled her eyes at me, giving me a small glare. “Of course I talked to dad. He wanted to fly here and see you himself! I explained the story and he seemed sympathetic. He said that he would switch out flights to a later one, and let us know the details later. I think it’s sometime this afternoon.” She quickly glanced at the wall, and I followed her eyes out of habit even though I knew the clock read 12:30 AM. “And F-Y-I, you’ve been out for 30 minutes. Harry wanted to take you to the hospital.”

I turned towards the boys again, unsure of which one was Harry. Kam must have sensed my hesitation and confusion because she stepped in.

“Here, let me introduce you to One Direction.”

 

 

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