Give Me Love (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Elizabeth Phillips isn't you average 17 year old girl. She doesn't obsess over the latest trends or the most popular boy band in the world, One Direction. Her life is focused on dance. She's been home schooled all her life, so she could concentrate more on dance. But her 14 year old sister on the other hand, is the complete opposite. She goes to public school, she's social, and she obsesses over One Direction. Elizabeth despises them. But when her sister's idols stummble into her dance studio, everything changes. Despite the fact that Elizabeth can't stand them, Harry has a different perspective. Will Elizabeth's opinion about the boys change? Will she fall for one of them? Or will hate take over her mind? Find out in Give Me Love (A Harry Styles Fanfiction).


2. "Friends"

I rolled my eyes at the sight of those fame obsessed, "popstars". I still however stood in the doorway while Dani spoke. 

"As you ladies can see, One Direction is here." She spoke. 

"They are looking for some dancers for their new music video. For the next week they will be observing your classes, rehearsals, private practices, and performances." She continued. 

"Alright, now go to class." She instructed. Now that ment I had to go to the room over, which was my stretching class. At this studio, there's a class for everything. Stretching, turns, technique, you name it we have it. 

I decided against putting on my jazz shoes. Instead, I walked straight to the front in the middle and sank down into my straddle split and began stretching. Right as the guys (1D) walked in, Dani began music. That meant, across the floor combinations and leaps. Before we started, I jogged over to my bag to get a drink of water. I felt a pair of eyes on me. I spun around and glared at a curly hair guy. 

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." I snap. Then I turned back around and pulled off my muscle tank. I was only in a sports bra and shorts now. 

"What's your name babe?" He asked.

"One, don't call me babe. Two, just because I'm half naked right now doesn't mean you should stare." I smirk before walking off into line with the rest of the girls. 

"Elizabeth, I need you to show the class the combination while I go answer the phone." Dani instructed. Damn! Now that ass knows my name. 

"Okay." I started and the curly haired guy smirked at me. "Now, you kick your right leg, then left, then side right, and side left. Now after that grab your right leg and pull it straight up close to your chest." I explained while demonstrating. 

"Now, if you have that, try doing a kick spin instead of pulling your leg up." I challenged everyone. But before them, I went across the floor and did the combination. 

After I watched as everyone attempted the new skill. 

"So, Elizabeth." That guy smirked. 

"Can you please go away." I snapped. 

"You have no idea who I am do you?" he chuckled. I pursed my lips and crossed my arms as I watched the girls. 

"Nope, I don't give two shits." I rolled my eyes. 

"I'm Harry. Harry Styles." He smirked. 

"Good for you." I acted sarcastic. 

"Stop harassing the poor girl." Some blonde haired boy stated. 

"Hi, I'm Niall. This is Louis, Liam, and Zayn. I see you've already met Harry." He chuckled. 

"Sadly." I mummbled. 

"Let's do leaps now. Right, left, straddle, then try switch leaps." I instructed walking away from the guys and demonstrating each one. 

Harry's POV

"Damn." I mummbled to myself. Elizabeth must really have something against me. I shook it off and watched the dancers. 

I watched Elizabeth more intently. She was absolutely amazing. Everything about her seemed to be perfect. Except the fact she wanted nothing to do with me. Well, I'm going to change that. 

Elizabeth's POV 

"Shit." I mummbled to myself. My car won't start. I'm just getting out of a 6 our dance practice and my god damn car won't start! I groaned and hopped out of it. 

"Having some trouble?" Harry chuckled. 

"My car won't start." I groaned. 

"Did you call your parents?" He asked walking next to me. 

"Yeah, they didn't answer." I sighed. 

"I'll give you a ride home." he offered. 

"No. I can walk." I shook my head and grabbed my bag out of the back seat. 

"Come on, it's -10 degrees outside. You'll freeze." He said actually sounding concered. 

"Uggh! Fine." I sighed and followed him to his car. 

I gave him directions to my house (located in London). We drove in silence for the most part. that was until Harry spoke up. 

"Why don't you like me?" He asked glancing over at me. I paused for a second. 

"I think all famous people are fame obsessed and think that everyone should instantly fall in love them." I shrugged. 

"Not all celebrities are. Definitely not me or my mates." He said sounding convincing. 

"Mhhm. Prove it." I mummbled to myself, thinking that he couldn't hear me. 

"I will." He smirked. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at 11:00am. You're gonna spend the weekend with me." 

"Excuse me? Since when did I agree to that?" I snapped. 

"Oh come on. Just tell your parents you're staying at a friends house." He edged on. 

"Erm, I don't exactly have.....close friends." I sighed awkwardly. 

"What? Really?" He acted surprised while he pulled onto my road. 

"I've been home schooled all my life. The only "friends" I have are from dance. And they all hate me because I'm Dani's favorite, and I win at every competition." I shrugged. 

"Oh. Well let me see your phone." He stated after pulling into my driveway. He typed something in, then I read a ringer go off. He must've texted himself.

"Let me know if you can make it or not." He smirked handing my phone back to me. I rolled my eyes and hopped out of the car. 

"Bye babe. Sorry, Elizabeth." Harry started but then corrected. I just shook my head and walked inside.

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