Jane Courson is a girl that lived in Scotland with her parents. Being the only child, she was given anything money could buy, but to her, money wasn't everything. She wanted fun, love and adventure in her life, something that was always denied for many years.
Two days after school was over, she made the decision to run away from home, moving to London and looking for adventure.
In London, her curly haired neighbour, not knowing that he was the one and only Harry Styles from One Direction, becomes her best friend and changes her life forever.


8. Chapter 8

When I see you everyday I say,
mm mm, hello little girl
When you're passing on your way I say,
mm mm, hello little girl

When I see you passing by I cry,
mm mm, hello little girl.
When I try to catch your eye I cry,
mm mm, hello little girl

I send you flowers but you don't care.
You never seem to see me standing there.
I often wonder what your thinking of,
I hope it's me
And love, love, love

So I hope there'll come a day when you say,
mm mm, you're my little girl.

I smiled listening to him singing and playing his guitar, he was amazing and gave me chills down my spine, specially when he sang Beatles' songs. He mostly looked down to his guitar chords, a concentrated look on his face, but sometimes he looked up at me, singing to me with a sweet smile on his face.

"That was amazing." I said smiling when he finished.

"You think so?"


We sat on the couch and watched Finding Nemo with Julie for the next few hours, Julie kinda slept for most of the movie but we both enjoyed our Disney marathons.

Harry was coming back from tour today at around 7pm and I was so ecxited. I missed them so much after two long months of not seeing them. I wanted to go welcome them at the airport but it was going to be crowded with crazy screaming girls and paparazzi and honestly, I didn't want to be part of that world with rumours and no privacy, I just wanted to keep a simple life.

Danny left at around 5pm, leaving me and a sleepy Julie by ourselves. I decided to clean everything perfectly well and prepare some lasagna for dinner in case Harry wanted to have dinner with me and because I just freaking love lasagna.

"Hello?" I said to the phone.

"Hello? Jane, it's Harry."

"Harry! Hey! Are you back? Did everything go okay?" I asked excited.

"Yeah we just landed but listen... I will stay with the boys these next few days. We have work at the studio and you know, work."

My smile dropped when he said that, I just missed him a lot. While he was on tour we just talked a few times but I guess that's part of being in a famous boy band, not having time for friends and such.

"I'm sorry I really wanted to see you."

"Hey it's okay." I said looking back at the 'welcome home' sign I made. "I understand it's okay I guess we will see each other some other time, maybe, if you are not busy." I said softly.

I couldn't help but feel sad because of this, I was really looking forward to see Harry and now I wouldn't. My thoughts were distracted by a knock on the door, probably Julie's mom.

"Harry I have to go, Julie's mom is here. We will talk later okay?"

"Okay. Bye Jane."

"Goodbye." I hung up and opened the door to Julie's mom.

When Julie left Mrs. Johnson told me they would be with her mom so I didn't have to take care of Julie for a few weeks, it sucked because now I needed to find another job.

That night I couldn't sleep, heavy rain was pouring down and loud roars of thunders were rattling outside my window. I closed my eyes tightly and covered my ears, I was scared of thunders, I've always been, I know I was way too old to be scared of them but I was, and I was embarrassed. I was about to try and fall asleep when a thunder outside started to rattle my window more than before so I decided to watch FRIENDS to distract myself, yeah FRIENDS was so funny so that would help.

It was nearly midnight and I was still watching FRIENDS, hugging tightly my legs when suddenly the lights went out.

"Oh no..." I started panicking. "Ok calm down, Jane. It's just a storm and a dark room, it's okay." I said to myself.

I took my glasses off and was about to go to sleep when I heard a noise downstairs, someone was in my apartment or I was getting paranoid. I climbed out of bed quickly when I heard a noise again and quietly walked downstairs, taking the nearest object that I could use to hit the intruder and clenched it thighly in my hands.

At the bottom of the stairs I could hear that the footsteps were coming from the kitchen. Everything was completely dark in the house and I could barely see a thing but I could see a dark tall figure next to the fridge. My heart was pounding so hard, my hands were sweaty and I was shaking! I quickly grabbed my cellphone and tried to call 999 but my hands were shaking, I was that scared. Just before I could dial the number, the lights went on.

"AAHH!" I screamed when I saw the blurry man standing a couple feet from me.


"Don't get closer, I have a weapon!" I yelled and tried to hit him with the lamp but he caught it.

"Jane, calm down! It's me!"

It was Harry, he was the one standing in the middle of my kitchen, I was so relieved it was him.

"Harry!" I screamed and hugged him, god I missed him. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I said hitting his chest. "You nearly scared the life out of me!"

"I'm so sorry, love. I didn't mean to scare you." He said laughing a bit.

"What are you doing here? I though you-"

"I had to see you." I smiled and hugged him again, and just then a stupid bolt of lighting made me jump and bury my head on Harry's shoulder.

"Are you scared of thunders, love?"

"No." I said, my head still on his shoulder. I could feel him smile.

"Don't worry. I'm here." He whispered sweetly into my ear.

"I know." I answered and then another thunder sounded.

"Let's go to sleep."

We both climbed into my bed, Harry's arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me as close as possible to him, his hands tracing small circles on my hips with his thumb.

"You know, you shouldn't walk into someone's apartment in the middle of the night..." I said laughing slightly.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"How was the tour?"

"It was great, really fun. But I missed you a lot." My cheeks turned red.

I smiled and looked up at him, our faces inches from each others. Harry ran his fingertips along my cheek and down my neck, sending chills down my spine. His eyes were looking deeply at me, studying every feature of my face, looking from my eyes to my lips before leaning in to kiss me. He placed his hands on my back and pulled me closer to him and I placed my hands around his neck, pulling on his his curls at the back of his neck, making him groan. He kissed me deeply, his tongue fighting for dominance with mine, our legs tangled together, it was an intense, lust filled kiss but I couldn't let this go further.

After a few minutes I tugged lightly at his bottom lip and slowly parted my lips from his. We were both smiling and breathing hard, our chests raising up and down rapidly, both trying to regain our breath. He smiled, stroked my cheek softly before kissing my forehead, saying goodnight and falling asleep in each other arms.

The next day I woke up feeling Harry next to me, he was leaving soft kisses on my neck and trailing his hands smoothly up and down my sides. With a sleepy smile I turned over to him and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me on top of him.

"Hi." He said with a raspy, sexy voice.

"Hi." I smiled. "Nice bedhair." I said running my hand through his messy curls.

"So do yours." He said with sweet smile on his face, pulling a strand of my hair behind my ear before planting a kiss on my lips.

I smiled against his lips and kissed him back. He trailed his fingers up my back, slightly pulling my shirt up as he kissed me harder. His hands went slowly up and down my back, going lower each time until they went down to my bum. I slid my hands to his chest and pushed away gently, giving him a last kiss before getting off of him.


"Flour, butter, eggs, milk..." I said looking through the fridge and cabinets and gathered all the ingredients we needed for pancakes and utensils on the counter. "Yep I think that's all I need." I said taking a bowl and spoon, ready to mix the ingredients.

The mix was almost done when I felt Harry behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"What are you doing, love?" He asked, moving my hair to one side, his lips brushing slightly my neck.

"Pancakes. Do you want to help me?"

"Mm." He mumbled against my neck. "I'll just stay here."

"Harry stop." I laughed.

"I don't want to. You smell nice." He said.

Harry started kissing my neck, slightly sucking on it, making me tilt my head to one side to give him more access. His lips felt amazing on my neck, I kept my eyes closed tight, letting out a few moans.

"Ok stop and get out of my kitchen! I'm trying to prepare breakfast here!" I said turning around to face him. He was smiling devilish, his hands on my waist. "I'm serious." I said trying to sound serious but failing, honestly I was enjoying it a lot.

He pushed me up against the counter so I was sitting there and stood between my legs, kissing me deeply, running his hands down my sides. I shivered as he left my mouth and kissed my neck again.

"Harry." I barely whispered.

"Mm, Jane baby, shh." He replied, his breath speeding up.

I couldn't let this go any further, even though I wanted to, I wanted more, I felt like I couldn't get enough of him, but this was wrong. I held the sides of his face in my hands and kissed him one more before pulling back.

"Stop." I said looking into his eyes.

He just looked deeply into my eyes, saying nothing, and leaned back to kiss me. Just then there was a knock on the door. Who could it be? 

"Harry someone's at the door. I have to-"

"No." He said, pulling me close to him, his lips on my neck, not kissing me but just lingering there.

I couldn't help but laugh and smile at how cute he was, not letting me go, but I couldn't let this continue. I took the pancakes mix and wiped some of it down the side of his face. His jaw dropped open as he cleaned the pancake mix from his face.

"Oh it's on then." He said taking a handful of flour and throwing it to my face and hair.

I took the rest of the cupcake mix and threw it over his head, making a complete mess. The counters were covered in flour and there was oil and milk all over the floor and counters.

"AAH!" I yelled as I felt cold milk down my back.

"Jane are you okay? Open the door!" I heard pounding on the door and a few seconds later it went wide open, Danny running in. He looked at me and at the kitchen, all covered in flour and milk, and then he looked at Harry. "What on earth is going on?" He laughed.

"Nothing." I laughed. "Danny, this is Harry. Harry, Danny."

"Nice to meet you." He said offering his hand to Harry, Harry shaking it, also giving him a slightly dirty look. "Is he your boyfriend?" Danny asked, looking at me.

"Oh no, he's just a friend."

"Ok." Danny smiled. "So I can tell you're not ready."

"Shit! I'm really sorry! Give me 20 minutes to get a shower."

"All right, don't worry. I'll just wait here." Danny said walking to the living room.

"Make yourself at home." I said as I walked upstairs, Harry walking behind me.

Once we were upstairs and in my bedroom Harry took my hand before I could walk to the bathroom. He looked angry, hurt, or maybe jealous?

"I'm just a friend?" He asked hurt.


"You said 'Danny' that I was just a friend!"

"Are you jealous?"

"I'm not."

"Then why are you mad? We are just friends." I mumbled.

"Friends? This is not how you treat your friends!" I sighed.

"I know. I shouldn't have let this happen, it was wrong, I'm sorry." He looked really hurt and I felt terrible. "I'm sorry, Harry, I really like you and I love spending time with you, I really do, you are very special to me but I don't want anything serious. Not yet, I'm not ready. I just- I'm sorry."

"No. I am sorry, I shouldn't have kissed you but you're special to me. I don't want to lose you." He said looking down at the floor.

"You won't. I couldn't bear that." I smiled kissing his cheek.I walked to the bathroom and took a quick shower for my day with Danny.

Harry didn't went back to his apartment to take a shower but waited for me to be done with mine. When I walked out of the bathroom with a towel around my body, I found Harry laying on my bed almost naked, he was just wearing his boxers.

Danny and mine's date wasn't a date date, it was a friendly date but I wanted to look perfect. First I brushed my hair and let it air dry into waves and put some makeup on and then I looked for something to wear. I put on a white blouse and a pink skirt and was looking at myself in front of the mirror when Harry walked out of the bathroom.

"Harry, what do you think of this? Does this looks okay?"

"I thought it was just a friendly date."

"It is." He rolled his eyes and sighed.

"You look beautiful." I smiled and kissed his cheek before grabbing my flats and a purse.

"I'll see you later, Harry."

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