Best Friends (A Harry Styles FanFiction)

Mac Has Been Through A Lot, From Her Parents Dying To Being Sent To Foster Homes To Now Living With Her Close Family Friend Ed Sheeran. Ed Tried To Get Her Mind Off This When He Throws Her A Party And Invites The Boys Of One Direction. But Little Did Mac Know, That One "Hello" Would Change Her Life Forever!
Read "Best Friends (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)" To Find Out Where It Leads Her!


*Here We Go! Another FanFiction From Me, The One And Only 1D_Lover454! Hope You All Like It!

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There Will Be MUCH More Intimate Moments That Are DETAILED ( Not Extremely!) Be Aware! This Is A WARNING! Again! The Intimate Moments WILL BE DETAILED! NO HATE! THIS IS YOUR WARNING!

Also, There Will Be Very High Language In This Story!

This Will Be A LONG Story (MANY Chapters)! (:

- 1D_Lover454*


10. A Relationship?

Loading all the bags into the car, we pounced in before being caught by fans or worse, the paparazzi. 

It was a long, silent ride back to the house. Awkward.


Pulling into the driveway to the house, we stepped out and hauled the bags inside.

Flinging the bags on the floor, i grabbed a pair of scissors and sat on the floor.

Removing each clothing from each bag i cut off the tags and folded them neatly.

Looking behind me, there was no sight of Harry.

Collecting all the clothes and draped them across my arm, i waddled into the bedroom to hang them.

Swinging the door open, i noticed a brown mop of hair on my pillow. Harry.

He must be sleeping. 

Tiptoeing across the room to the closet, i quietly hung all the clothes.

Reaching the last piece of fabric from the pile, i raised it above my head to see the full piece.

The dress Harry demanded.

It was quite beautiful.

Smiling at the sight, i pulled it back down and let out a small screech.

Standing above me was a shirtless, pants less (with boxers) Harry. Damn.

Shocked yet pleased, i stood up to be on his level, somewhat.

He much taller than me, causing me to look up at him.

"It was a good choice wasn't it" He interrogated.

Nodding my head, trying not to focus on his perfect full lips and deep dimples as he smile.

I couldn't help it, and he noticed my awkward starring.

My cheeks redden by his observance.

"What" He chuckled

Oh nothing, just that you're perfect, hot, sexy, muscular, attractive

"Nothing" Lie.

"Oh come on Mac, tell me!" He pleaded while grabbing my hands. Oh.

Not removing his grasp, i slowing moved towards him, inch by inch.


"Yeah?" He cheekily said.


Oh my God! I cant believe i said that out loud!

My answer didn't take him back. Weird.

"You're talking about the wrong person." He stepped a few inches closer.

My eyes looked up at him, every part of his face. 

Lips, nose, dimples, eyes. Oh his eyes! They just make me melt!

"What you mean?" 



Is he saying... I'm perfect?

"Yes, Mac. You're...perfect!" Oh.

Smiling at his answer, he raised my chin, Moving his head closer.

Realizing my situation, i pulled away. Regretting it.

His face full of confusion.

" I'm sorry"

Before i could run out of the room he pulled on my arm and pulled me into him, locking his lips with mine.

Shocked by his instant, swift movements, i closed my eyes, moving my lips with his, flames filling my body.

He glided across my bottom lip, begging for an entrance. 

Accepting, we fought for dominance. He won.

Suddenly, a ring came from Harry's pants pocket..

Not wanting to break the kiss, we guided our way to the floor to pick up his pants and declined the call.

Being brave, i broke the kiss so he could answer. I don't want to be the reason he missed calls.

His face dropped and grew a frown as he was forced to answer.

"Hello?... Yeah, its still tonight right?.... Ight cool, mind if i bring a date?.. "

Did he mean me?

"Awesome, aright bro... ill bring the drinks, see ya in a few!"

He hung up and walked back in my direction, smiling.

Lifting my chin up, he pecked my lips before explaining.

"We have to get ready now, babe. The parties in a few hours."


The word gave me chills.

Pecking his lips in agreeance, i walked back to the chair and grabbed the dress. 

Harry followed by grabbing a clean pair of pants and another white v-neck from his bag. 

As he slid the shit over his body, his muscles retracted, making me swallow, hard.

His tattoos were visible. Damn.

Shadowing his movements, i slid the dress over my body, struggling with the zipper on the back.

Harry detected my struggle and assisted me, planting a kiss on my neck as the zipper clicked in place.

Smiling at his affection, i turned around to face him, planting a kiss on his jaw line.

When i first met him, i would've never expected it to be like this. 

We known each other for about 2 months now.. And we are already kissing..

I never move this fast with someone.. But Harry isn't 'someone' he's special. 

He's different, a good different.

I would still like to figure out what 'this' is..

A relationship?


Once we finished getting dress, we stepped out of the bedroom and into the hallway.

"I'm nervous" I admitted

"Why?" a smiled pulled at the corner of his mouth.

"Because.. i don't know anyone that's going to be there.."

"Sure you do! You know me! And the rest of the guys are going to be there, even the girls! It will be fine!" He reassured me.

Grinning at his reply, i hugged him before grabbing my keys and pulling Harry out the door with me.



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