Forever and Always

He got lung cancer. Stupid lung cancer. My husband, Harry Styles got lung cancer and now he is gone. Gone forever. His last words were 'forever and always' and now he is gone. Or is he. But 5 years before that, my 20th birthday is when it started. Not the cancer, our life together. My name is Hannah, Hannah Smith. I live with my best friend Kennedy Johnson and she gets us to meet One Direction, our favorite band, for my birthday. Harry asks me on a date, asks me to be his girlfriend, asks me to marry him, then after we are married, he starts smoking. I told him to stop, but he didn't. Look what stupid smoking can lead you to? Ugh why would someone invent those? Anyways, this book is Harry and I's life together to what I thought was the worst day ever.


1. Ch. 1: The Best Birthday Ever

Chapter 1

The Best Birthday Ever

*five years earlier*

"Hannah wake up!! Wake up!!" Kennedy, my bestfriend, yelled at me while shaking me violently.

"Why??" I asked as I looked at my phone. It was 6:00 AM. Why is she waking me up at 6:00??

"Why are you waking me up at six in the morning??" I groaned. "Because our flight to London leaves in an hour and fifteen minutes!! Now get up!" She yelled still shaking me.

"Why are we going to London?? I think Michigan is fine for me." I said tiredly. We live in Detroit, Michigan, USA.

"For your birthday!! My friend's, boyfriend's uncle is Paul." Kennedy said excitedly. "Paul?? As in Paul, One Direction's manager??" I asked wide-eyed.

Kennedy just nodded. "AHHHH!!!! We're meeting One Direction??" I screamed while she was still nodding and smiling.

"Kennedy I LOVE YOU!!!!!! AHHHH!!!!" I yelled as I jumped out of bed.

"All you need to do is get ready. I packed for both of us. We will be there for two weeks." She told me.

I nodded and went to the bathroom for my shower. After my shower I got dressed into a cute white blouse with pink polka dots on it.

I put on some blue skinny jeans and put my blonde hair into a pony tail. I did my make up and put some converse on. It was only 6:30 AM by the time I was done.

Wow I'm eager to go to London. I wouldn't blame myself though. I mean I'm going to meet freaking One Direction for heaven's sakes!

I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast. I had a craving for pancakes, so I made up my homemade batter. All pancake mixes you buy at the store don't taste good, so I made my own recipe.

I finished cooking them on the skillet and put the pancakes on a plate. I put them on the table along with syrup and butter. "Kennedy!! I made breakfast!" I yelled so she could hear from the other room.

She came rushing in and we ate the food. By that time, it was 6:50, time to leave for the air port. We left and we got there just in time to board.

On the plane, a couple of guys kept starring at me. One actually whistled at me, which made me uncomfortable.

But then I remembered Niall's quote: "If a man whistles at you, don't turn around, ignore him. You're a lady, not a dog." Thank you Niall.

The quote helped me and I did exactly what it said. I fell asleep and soon enough we were there. I'm soo excited!!

We walked out of the airport and to where we are meeting my favorite band. One Direction! We are meeting them at a restaurant. I forgot what it's called.

We got to the restaurant and found the table that they were at. We went and say down. I sat by Harry, YAY! He's my favorite.

"So who is the birthday girl?" A man said, I'm guessing Paul. "Me." I quietly said. "How old are you today?" Paul asked. "I prefer how young are you today. I don't like being called old. And I'm 20." I told him.

The boys snickered a little. I rolled my eyes. "I have a thing for blondes ya know." Harry said as he had his cheeky smile on his face.

He's hitting in me already? I'm not even that pretty. "Then Niall would be a perfect match for you!" Kennedy said while smiling. I giggled a little.

"I am not gay." Niall said to Kennedy. "Yet." She said still smiling. He rolled his eyes.

"What's your name beautiful?" He asked. I'm not beautiful! "Hannah, and I'm not beautiful." I told him sternly. "What make you think you're not beautiful? You are the most beautiful girl I have ever met." He said seriously.

"Zayn, hand me your mirror." He said to him without asking. Zayn hesitated but did what he said. Harry put it in front of my face. Oh god.

"What do you see Hannah?" He asked me. "An ugly, blonde, curly-haired, blue-eyed, nerd that wears glasses." I said seriously.

I wasn't kidding. I'm not confident about how I look. "I see a beautiful, blonde, curly-haired, blue-eyed, girl I would like to go out with."

He's asking me out? There are prettier- no, girls that are actually pretty out there. "Niall, you're losing your chance! Your love is being taken! Go fight back! Go!" Kennedy yelled to Niall.

"I said I wasn't gay, and I never will be!" Niall said with annoyance in his voice. "Whatever." Kennedy said.

"So you're asking me on a date Harry? There are girls out there that are actually pretty." I told Harry. "If you're gonna keep this up, I'm gonna have to sing a special song." Harry said.

"Go ahead! Sing What Makes You Beautiful! I don't care!" I said. He smiled and started singing really loud. Then the rest of the boys joined in. Oh dear Lord help me.

But I'm a Directioner, so I naturally sang along, and I didn't even know I did. The boys stopped singing and looked at me like I was a billion dollars.

I realized I was singing and stopped. I was so embarrassed. "Wow." The five boys breathed out. "I'm not that good at singing ya know." I told them.

"Yes you are." Harry said, still amazed. "Whatever." I said as the waitress came to the table to take our order. We ordered and she walked away.

"So will you go on a date with me?" Harry asked, continuing our little conversation. "Sure. I guess." I said as our drinks got here. I took a sip of my Pepsi.

"I'll pick you up at your hotel tomorrow evening at six. What hotel are you staying in?" He asked. "Holiday Inn, the one by the mall." I told him.

"That's the one we're staying in! What room?" He asked. "248." I said as I took another sip of my pop. "Ill be at your door at six'o'clock sharp," he told me. "Wear something nice."

"NIALL YOU MISSED YOUR CHANCE!! YOU LOST YOUR TRUE LOVE!!" Kennedy practically screamed at Niall. "Oh my god." Niall said as he face palmed.

Kennedy got up from the table and ran to random 60-year-old guys, gripping their shirts saying and fake crying, "Niall missed his chance! Niall missed his chance!"

She came back to the table still fake crying. "Niall is not gay!" I yelled at her. She stopped fake crying. "Sorrrry if Niall and Harry were meant to be." She said while swinging her head in circles.

Typically Kennedy. See what I have to live with here?

Our food got here and we ate. This was the best birthday I could ever have. Harry Styles, my celebrity crush, asked me on a date. Dream. Come. True.

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