Mystery Girl

Harry Styles is the guy every girl is after, he’s part of the internationally famous boy band One Direction but Harry is looking to settle down with a girl and kick the rumours that are circling about him. When he sees Isabella Jackson in the crowd of his show he is immediately captivated by her and wants to know all about her. Only problem is she disappears before he even has a chance to meet her or get her name, he only knows her as ‘Mystery Girl’ and he knows she can’t stay that way forever. This is a story about Harry trying to find the love of his life with tears, heartbreak and laughter along the way.


5. One step closer

Fifi blushed and giggled as she saw me standing there with my mouth opening and closing like a fish, I couldn't find the words to speak.

"Sorry Harry, it's just me!" she shouted over the music, I nodded and grabbed her arm, pulling her into the VIP area where it was a bit more quieter and we didn't have to shout to be heard.

"She didn't want to come?" I asked and she nodded.

"She still doesn't believe that she's the girl you're looking for. I've tried telling her but she's a stubborn girl and it's very hard to change her mind once it's set on something,"

"Do I get a name?"

"Sorry Haz, she made me swear not to tell you," Fifi sighed plopping down on the couch. "She doesn't even know I'm here but when Louis tweeted that you were going clubbing I figured now was as good a time as any to meet you,"

"Fifi, I have to meet her," I pleaded sitting down next to her. "I can't get your friend out of my mind, I barely know her and I think I'm in love with her,"

"Alright, I've got an idea but she'll kill me for it," Fifi looked at me and her eyes sparkled with the same mischief I often saw in Louis' eyes when he got an idea that would potentially get us into trouble.

"Tell me," I insisted leaning closer to her in my excitement but then her eyes lit up again as someone cleared their throat. "What do you want Niall?" I asked turning to face the Irishman.

"Am I interrupting something?" he asked eyeing me and I shook my head.

"This is Fifi Jones, she's my mystery girl's best friend," I told him. "Fifi this is Niall," 

"Nice to meet you love," Niall smiled at Fifi who blushed and smiled back.

"Y-you too," she stuttered. "You're actually my favorite member Niall," 

"Glad to hear it love," he hugged her before pulling back. "I'll leave you to it then and Harry, I really hope you find her,"

"Why?" I was curious, I mean I understand that he would want me to be happy but it still confused me.

"Because you deserve to be happy after everything that you've been through, you deserve someone who will love you for you," with that Niall left leaving me stunned. I mean yeah, Niall's pretty insightful at times but that was amazing.

"Do you want to hear my plan?" Fifi asked and I nodded eagerly.

"Yes," I grinned.

"Tomorrow afternoon, say 2, you and the rest of them come over to my place and I'll make sure she's there," Fifi explained. "She'll have to be there anyways, we share the apartment,"

"She doesn't have Uni or anything does she?" I asked and Fifi bit her lip.

"She does take a creative writing degree but I'm pretty sure she doesn't have any classes tomorrow,"

"What about being in America?" I asked and she blushed.

"That would be my fault," she explained. "I'm a massive fan and I kinda wanted to be at a few concerts in America and then she won tickets to the Teen Choice Awards so naturally she took me," 

"Fair enough," I smiled. "Where do you live?"

"Here," she handed me a slip of paper with her address and mobile number on it. "Don't forget Styles, 2 o'clock tomorrow,"

"I won't forget," with that she got up to leave but I caught her arm to stop her. "And Fifi?"

"Hmm?" she asked.

"Thank you," I said sincerely and she nodded.

"It's my pleasure but..." she trailed off and looked at me. 

"But," I prompted.

"Is there any way that you could possibly see if Niall likes me?" she asked nervously and I nodded smiling widely.

"That I can most certainly find out for you," I said and she smiled. 

"Thank you Harry," she gave me a quick hug before leaving the club and I sat there grinning like an idiot. 

"What's got you so happy mate?" Liam asked coming up to me. "Louis and Zayn are out there drunk dancing and Niall's at the bar drinking," he added obviously anticipating my question.

"I met my mystery girl's best friend Fifi Jones and she said that tomorrow at 2 I can meet my mystery girl," I looked at him. 

"Seriously?" he asked. "That's amazing Harry,"

"I know but I want you guys to come too," I told him and he sighed.

"Then we have to get these idiots home don't we? So they can sober up in time," 

"Let's go get 'em," I laughed as we left the VIP area to collect our drunk band mates.

"Haarrry," Louis slurred spotting me. "Come dance!" he pulled me onto the dance floor but I tugged him away from it. 

"Come on Boobear, time to go home," I wrapped an arm around his waist and supported him to the car.

"But I was having fun," Louis pouted and I laughed. 

"Sorry Lou," I patted his head before going to help Liam with Zayn and Niall, thankfully Niall wasn't that drunk but Zayn looked like he could pass out any second.

"And this is why we don't go out that often," Liam sighed as we hauled them into the car.

"Think of it this way, they'll have killer hangovers in the morning," I snickered as we drove home and then got the three drunk boys into their beds.

I went to bed with a huge smile on my face, I was going to meet her tomorrow, I was going to meet my mystery girl and I could finally see if what I felt was love or infatuation. 




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