In Your Arms

A girl named Elsa Burrell she is picked on constantly for things most people find beautiful. She finds her self meeting Harry styles what happens when he falls for her and gains all kinds of feelings for her when the rest of the world just won't approve of it.


9. Chapter 6: just maybe

Elsa's POV



   okay so I  still have to sing. "Well I can't I haven't a prepared song" that works right?

" oh come on love you know you want to." Harry states incorrectly. how "bout you sing one of our songs. you know just about all of them, or at least most by heart." I could feel my cheeks burning with blush. "Fine!" I quickly began to think of something to sing... Steal my girl. That's perfect

I stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself. For four years, I had waited to see one direction perform live in person. But now one direction will be seeing me perform live in personals . I straighten my hair out and then my clothes. I'm nervous like crazy right now. I walk outside and I look. Everyone's eyes are on me. What do I do now? I think I'll sing you and I. Yeah that's perfect. "Mhm" I clear my throat eyes are still on me. "I figured it out. I figured out from black and white." I began to sing

Harry's POV

I'm so scared, I don't know why, I'm just listening to her sing, pheewww, she walks out of te bathroom se looks more nervous ten me. But she should be...she begins to sing, and as se gets into the first verse,

"She's been my queen since we were sixteen
We want the same things
We dream the same dreams"

an: sorry it's so short and sorry I can't post often anymore...

I start to feel something, she is just so pretty. she is perfect. what the heck, how could I feel something for someone, I met last night?! It doesn't make any not sure what to think of it. But I know I have to make sure she is the one before anything happens, publicity is something else. she get's into the middle, her face is redder than an exploding volcano

Kisses that queen, her walk is so mean
And every jaw drops
When she's in those jeans
Alright, alright
I don't exist if I don't have her
The sun…" she stops, she looks around the room, *clap *clap *clap. I began to clap slowly. soon there were six proud people clapping at Elsa.



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