The Concert Where We Met

Who knew that hurting Harry Styles would change the 18 year old Hannah Jones' life forever?


Hannah and her best friend, Lilly, have been waiting years to go to a One Direction concert and finally they're going. It was supposed to be the night of their lives, but misunderstandings and bad things happen during the concert.

But as we say: everything happens for at reason, right?


34. Now Or Never

Hannah's P.O.V.

When the sun began to go down we decided to go home. It had been an absolutely amazing day so far and I couldn't wait to surprise Harry tonight.

"We got everything?" Harry asked and came over to me.

"Yup," I said popping the 'p' and giggled.

We walked back to the car and jumped in.

"So, what do you wanna do when we get home?" Harry asked.

"Watch a movie?" I was such a bad liar but I had to lie since I had 'my little surprise' for him tonight.

"Yeah, we can do that. Which movie then?" He asked.

"Love actually?" I asked him hoping he wouldn't get too excited about the movie and then get disappointed when he find out what we were going to do.

(Wow, good explanation ;-))

"That is actually one of my favourite love-movies," Harry laughed at his own joke way too much.

"That wasn't funny at all Mr. Styles," I said and laughed at him.

"Whatever," he said, took my hand and laughed with me.

~About an hour later~

"Home sweet home," I said and took Harry's hand in mine. I pulled him towards the house and he unlocked it quickly. We got inside and dropped down on the couch.

"Well… What about that movie?" Harry asked.

I looked at him and leaned in to kiss him. I kissed him so passionately to show him I really was in love with him. I sat on top of him and began to open his shirt. He pulled away and looked at me.

"No movie?" he asked and looked disappointed at me.

I shook my head and kissed him again. He smirked and kissed me back. It was late and dark outside. He began to take of my clothes. He pulled away again and looked at me. "Are you sure about this?" He asked.

I nodded and said: "I love you Harry Edward Styles and I want you to know that."

"You don't have to have sex with me if you aren't ready yet," he said and looked at me with his I-don't-want-you-to-do-something-you'll-regret-but-I'd-love-if-you-did-it-anyway look.

I nodded.

And I guess you can imagine the rest of the yourself.


8 months. It's been 8 months people. To be honest I don't know what happened. I found the movella-app on my phone an hour ago and felt guilty about not completing this story. So I'm gonna do that. It's probably done by tomorrow.

I don't even know if anyone will read this, but if you do I love you❤️ Thanks for staying 🙏🏻.

Can we just talk about how this got 76k views!?! THANK. YOU.

Well, I'm just gonna leave it there and I'll finish this story in a couple chapters.

Bye for now👋🏻

(Btw should I continue "You Saved Me"?)

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