One direction love story

Harry Styles

How you met: You were sitting at a bus stop when someone sat beside you. "Hi," he said, his curls bouncing along with his head."Hi," you answer with a smile."I'm Harry," he smiled along with you, extending your hand. "You must be beautiful."You laughed, taking his hand in yours. "No, I'm _______, but thanks for the assumption.""_______ works to," Harry shrugged. "But still, you are beautiful."You blushed, turning away. You saw the bus coming, and stood up to flag it down. You climbed up the stairs and took a seat in an empty bay. Harry followed and sat next to you."What are you doing?" you asked with a laugh."Trying to make new friends," Harry shrugged."Oh, and why's that?" you said trying to old a straight face. You were about as red as an apple by now."My old one's are annoying me," he answered with a 'what can you do' face.You and Harry talked for a while, you found out he was famous, which you couldn't believe at first, and then punched yourself for not knowing. You had alot in common, and you became fast friends."Well, this is my stop," you say, standing up."Can I have your number?" Harry asked, standing up with you. You nodded, giving him his number, then quickly got off the bus. You waved to Harry as it drove past, and laughed when he walked the full length of the bus to get to the back to continue waving at you.

How he asked you out: You and Harry had been friends for a couple of months now. It was usual for him to stay over for a couple of hours, maybe even the night. But you were sure that nothing was going to happen between you and him. He was over at your house, and you were playing a board game."Yes!" Harry shouted, standing up. "I won again, you loser.""This is not fun," you sulked, folding your hands over your chest. "You cheated.""Bull," he answered, sticking his tongue out. "You're just a sore loser.""Be careful, or I might just cut that tongue of yours out," you threatened, standing up."I dare you to," Harry said, again sticking out his tongue.You chased Harry around the house, he ran into a room and jumped on a bed. You mimicked him, landing on him and causing him to wince in pain. "Harry, I'm so sorry.""You better be," Harry smirked, pulling you under him and pinning you to the bed. You laughed as he tickled you, trying so hard not to cry. He was laughing along, as well. You both finally stopped and tried to regain your breath. Harry leaned his head on you, his curls brushing your skin. "Will you go out with me?"Harry pulled his head up, and you looked at him in shock, but you still nodded.

First date: Harry held your hand as the two of you left your house. You walked down the street to a lake, where you sat and watched the ducks. You and Harry had a picnic, which you found was cute. Nothing had changed between you and Harry, there was no awkwardness like you thought there'd be. The only difference now was that you were 'dating' and no longer 'friends'.You smiled as you listened to Harry talking about is sister. You could tell he really loved his family, and he loved his job. You would've said this was the perfect date.

First kiss: Harry walked you home after your little picnic. It was now late, and the stars were beginning to show. You smiled up at the sky, Harry holding your hand and leading the way. Harry stopped, and swung you around so that your stomach was pressed to his. You looked at him, his eyes sparkling."You are so beautiful, you know," Harry whispered, his breath lightly touching your face."You've told me every day since we've met," you answer, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, looking down at the floor."You are really beautiful," Harry whispered, pulling your chin lightly upwards so you could face him. "One of a kind."You blushed, closing your eyes. Harry pulled you in closer, his lips lightly brushing your before you kissed more passionately. You stood at your doorstep making out with Harry. A cool breeze washed over you. You pulled away from Harry, your hand holding his as you opened your door and brought him inside. It was there when things became more physical.

Break up: You and Harry had been dating for a year, it was really serious between you two, and you enjoyed that. Though he had been acting strange all of a sudden. He came home late, he didn't answer your calls. You thought someting was up. You knew someting was up.It was one of those nights where Harry was out late. You were sitting on the couch watching  t.v. It was late, and you started to drift off into sleep, until a car door woke you up. You heard a fumbling of keys, then the door open. Harry walked in, a tired expression on his face."Where were you?" you asked, standing up."What are you still doing up?" Harry said as he jumped. He really didn't expect you to wait up for him, and normally, you wouldn't have. But you wanted to know what was going on."That didn't answer my question. You were out for hours, it's now twelve thirty in the morning. I want to know where you were," you state, folding your arms over your chest."It doesn't matter," Harry mumbled, walking away from you."Harry," you started, grabbing his arm. His other arm swung back and hit you across the face."Leave me alone, _______! Why are you always so persistant. It's so annoying," Harry yelled. "I don't want to talk to you right now."You didn't listen to him, you were to concentrated on the fact that he just hit you. Tears started to burn in your eyes as you rubbed your cheek. Grabbing your coat and car keys, you walked out of the house.Harry called after you as you drove away, but you didn't dare look back.

Make up: You were broken, empty. You had lost the person you loved. That boy wasn't the boy you had fallen in love with. He was arrogant, abusive, a liar. The boy you loved was sweet, kind and honest. You don't know how he could change so dramatically. You moved to the city, and hadn't been back in your home town for years. Hadn't seen him for years.You owned a company, and were very successful. You were a busy person, and that day was unlike any other. You had many clients to see, one of them you dreaded, because you didn't know what to expect.Harry Styles walked into the room and sat in the chair across from you. He looked destroyed. When you heard his voice, you realized your feeling for him hadn't changed."I'm sorry," he finally said. It was the first two words he had said to you in forever. You knew he meant it."I'm sorry, too," you muttered, sighing as you pulled out from your chair. Harry stood up, and walked over to you."Could you ever forgive an old fool like me?" Harry asked, his hands wrapped in yours."You're not that old," you smiled, hugging him. "Thirty five is the new twenty."Harry and you laughed, and it wass just like old times. It took a while for you to trust him again, but it soon went back to how it was, and you and Harry were in love deeper then what you could have imagined.

Proposal: It was Harry's 40th birthday. He and you were visiting his mother in the old persons home. His sister had died a couple of years before. it wasn't the happiest birthday of his. Harry kept glancing towards you with a smile on his face as you helped out with all the other old people. You enjoyed community work. Harry was talking to his mother, and they were continuing to glance at you every few seconds, which for some reason bothered you.You and Harry were about ready to leave, Harry giving his mum a hug."You keep him busy now, wont you hun," his mother croaked. "He needs to keep busy to be entertained."You smiled and nodded, shaking his mother hand lightly as you said goodbye."Where to now?" you asked Harry, who dragged you to the car."Dinner," Harry answered simply, opening the door for you.Harry drove to a restraunt, and you sat down and ordered.*Skip dinner*"Well, I'm full," Harry said with a laugh, rubbing his stomach as he layed back in the chair."Me too," you answer, pulling back slightly. "Should we leave now?""One moment," Harry said calling over a waitress.She nodded, turning to me. "I'll just go get your bill," she said with a smile, walking away."What was that about? Trying to sneak away from me, Harry Styles?" you asked, raising your eyebrows."No, did that once, was the biggest mistake of my life," Harry said, smiling. Just as you were rolling your eyes, a cake was place in front of you. It read; _______, will you make an old man happy and do me the honour of marrying me?You looked up at the seat at which Harry was supposed to be sitting at, but he was no longer there. Harry now kneeled at your side, holding a diamond ring between his fingers. "Will you marry me?"You smiled, nodding your head like crazy as you fell to the floor beside him. You pulled Harry into a hug, whispering in his ear a yes. He smiled, placing the ring on your finger."Isn't this supposed to be your birthday, I feel like I'm the one getting the presents," you mutter, pulling away."You have just given me the best present in my life," Harry said back, placing his forehead on yours.