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Draco x Reader, Multiple parts story

Pt.1

What happens when the bad boy of the school suddenly starts acting nice to you...

Warnings: none so far, fluff, angst

Pt.2 Potions:

"Y/n.... I don't know any better way to ask this but...... will you go out with me..?"

You looked him in his grey eyes, your mind full with a million thoughts. And the only plausible thought being: "HAHAHAHA. Malfoy you're funny, but you're not a clown, so stop with the lame jokes" you laughed. You continued hysterically laughing at your own comment until you looked up and caught his eyes again. He...wasn't joking? You stood still in realisation. An awkward air settles between the two of you. Your eyes shot all over his face, trying to find a trace of lying, maybe a smirk, maybe a small laugh sound coming through. But there wasn't any. He really wasn't joking.

Hurt was written on his face. "Draco.. listen.... I'm sorry for laughing I just- I thought you were joking. Either way, I'm noting to have to reject your offer..... I'm sorry" For the first time in years, you had actually felt bad for Draco. You made fun of him, laughed and then rejected him right after, words couldn't explain how bad you felt. "I- I get it," he began. Part of you was shouting 'LEAVE! Don't listen to anything he has to say! He's always mean to you!' But the other part was wanting you to stay and listen to what he had to say. It's the least you could do. "I know I haven't always been the kindest to you," he continued. "But I've had a crush on you for quite a long time now. You know how people say you should act cold towards girls and they'll like you back? I guess it didn't work for me..." You looked at him confused. Who would believe such a thing. This whole situation felt sketchy, you should've removed yourself before he said anything further. "Listen, Draco, I can't just easily forgive you for being horrible to me for all these years just because you supposedly like me. Maybe try being nicer to me and I might consider being your friend instead" you said harshly before turning around and walking out of the corridor. Admittedly, you were being harsh with him, but he had been like this with you for years! It wouldn't hurt for him to experience a little bit of it back. Right?

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Unfortunately for you, you had Potions class with your least favourite teacher. Snape. God he was so stuck up and annoying. He would always take point away from gryffindor just because of Harry, hermione and Ron, when the rest of the Gryffindors did nothing! He really had it in for Gryffindors. Speaking of having it in for Gryffindors, Draco Malfoy sharply bumps into you. 'Oh god here come the comments' you thought to yourself. "Oh, sorry." He meekly said, almost in a whisper, and walked away without further comment. You watched him walk into the classroom with your mouth wide open in shock. Was this Draco? Or did someone replace his soul with somebody else's? Padma walked over to you, the two of exchanged smiles and then walked into the classroom.

The two of you sat in your seats and stared at Snape as he walked in, and the class fell silent. "Today, students, we will be learning how to make a special kind of potion. Some of you may have already heard of this. Veritaserum. Or more commonly known as The Truth Serum" his voice echoed through the room. You and Padma looked at each other with excited smiles, this was going to be such a cool potion. And it gets better. "As you all know, this potion was previously forbidden of use, but the rules have been changed by the ministry of magic. Dumbledore has allowed you all to keep the serums you make," cheers filled the room and everybody was electric with the idea of having a truth serum. "BUT you will be working in pairs," he continued. The class was confused. Why would working in pairs be a bad thing? "The pairs that I will choose for you" ...oh. That's why. Snape was notorious for choosing the worst pairs to work together. God forbid two friends ever become a pair. "Who do you think he has picked out for us?" Padma whispered to you. "I don't know but if anyone asks, I'll say I hate working with you" you replied with a laugh. "Oh he's starting the list" The two of you perked up in your seats and listened closely for your names to be read aloud. The pairs were being called out, and you heard audible sighs and 'oh gods..' There were few people left and you were really anxious on who you would be paired with. "Padma Patil.." Snape began reading, and you looked into her eyes with fake sadness that she wasn't going to be your partner. "...and Neville" What. Neville was her friend! How could she get away with it so easily! She smirked at you before running over to sit next to Neville. You were too caught up to realise that you and one other person were the only ones left.

"Y/n y/l/n ... and Draco Malfoy"

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Draco x Reader, Multiple parts story

What happens when the bad boy of the school suddenly starts acting nice to you...

Warnings: none so far, fluff, angst

Pt.1 Back To School:

You stepped onto the Hogwarts train and walked towards the compartments. You were on your way back to Hogwarts after the end of year break. A new year meant that you would have a fresh start at your school! A chance to learn new things and- your thought process was cut off by the sharp pain of somebody's shoulder bumping into yours, shoving you to the side a little. You turned back to see none other than Draco Malfoy. There goes your fresh start.

Back when you were younger, you and Draco used to be the best of friends, inseparable, actually. But, you being a 'lower ranked' pure blood, you and Draco grew apart. As you grew older, he became more and more influenced by his parents, and became more and more rude to you. This broke your heart, at first, to see your only best friend grow away from you, but you learnt to live with it as time passed. Although, it would be much easier if he left you alone. But nope. He never left you alone, oh no, he would borderline bully you every single day. Without fail! He turned from your best friend, to your enemy. You shook away the thoughts, and continued on to your compartment. You entered and saw your friends waiting inside.

"PADMA!!! PARVATI!!"

"Y/N!!" You and your friends, Padma and Parvati greeted each other with a big warm hug. "I haven't spoken to you in so long!" Padma said.

"What about all the letters I sent to your house?" You asked, with a smirk on your face.

"Those don't count! It's better to talk face to face, then I can see your reactions" she said with a big laugh. You three sat there catching up and laughing about different happenings from over the break. "Oh yeah, guess who I saw already.." you started. Parvati rolled her eyes as she knew exactly who you meant. "Already? You just stepped on the train and he's already at it!" She exclaimed. "I don't know why you put up with him y/n" You looked at her as she said her words. How would you explain to her that you still deeply care for him, not in a romantic way, but as a friend. You two were so close, you couldn't just stop caring about him. "I'd rather he attacked me than anyone else, I can take him anyways" you smiled and laughed it off lightly.

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Soon enough, the train arrived at your destination, and you head off to Hogwarts. You and Parvati found your seat at the Gryffindor table, and departed from Padma, as she was a Ravenclaw. The teachers and Dumbledore gathered at the front, and silenced everybody so they can give their start of year speech that practically no one listens to. You tuned out the speech and looked across the hall to catch Padma looking back at you smiling, you stifled a laugh and realised she must also not be paying attention. Your attention was suddenly diverted to somebody poking your back from behind. You turned around slightly to see none other than Draco. Again. What did he want now. You ignored him and turned back to the front, you didn't want to have points taken from your house already! The year just started! No matter how hard you tried, the poking became more and more insistent. Your anger raised up and you could feel your blood boiling. You turned around and whisper-shouted "Malfoy, shut the hell up!!". You saw his slightly shocked but satisfied face, it always made him happy to see that he had gotten to you, that's why you stopped reacting to anything he did. But this time he was just getting on your nerves. You had such a great summer break and now he's ruined your whole mood. Again, you turned to the front, trying to focus on not focusing. You tried your hardest not to turn around again, but what pricked your ears was when you heard your name being spoken by one of Draco's sidekicks, and a "don't say that! She might hear us" followed after by Draco. Now that was intriguing to you. Usually when Malfoy had something to say, he would say it to your face without hesitation. All of a sudden he was telling his friends to be quieter do you wouldn't hear? This was strange indeed. You tried to listen in to their conversation but were shortly cut off by dumbledores speech ending.

You got up to leave the great hall and find Padma, as Parvati went to find some of her friends, who had seemed to disappear within a crowd of students, when a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you into an empty hallway. You focused your eyes to see a certain platinum haired boy stood in front of you. He let go of your hands and rubbed his hands against his legs. He looked nervous. You stayed silent, you wanted to see what he had to say.

"Y/n.... I don't know any better way to ask this but...... will you go out with me..?"

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Shhh: Wolverine x reader

Who knew what the time was. It was late, and that’s all you knew. You didn’t check either, still groggy from sleeping. Wearing only a pink satin crop top and shorts, you got up and snuck out of your dorm, and crept down the stairs. Carefully switching on one light, you opened the fridge door to pour yourself a glass of cold juice. You sat on the edge of the table and let your feet swing below as you took a sip of your drink. It was so silent during the night. Usually, with the x men, the days were hectic and noisy at all times, but at night? It was so calm. You frequently crept out at night to take in these small moments of tranquility. The room was barely lit, almost complete darkness. That’s when you saw a shadow. You put your drink down and in came none other than wolverine.

“Hey logannnn” you said with a lingering flirtatious tone. Damn did he look good. All he had was his pyjama pants on, shirtless and all. His chest was so muscular and toned. You couldn’t help but lick your lips. He glanced up at you and asked “what are you doing up so late, curfew was hours ago” You let out a small chuckle. “I’m just here for a drink” you said while picking up the glass to show him. He disregards what you say and a moment of silence passed between you two. “And don’t call me Logan” he says, breaking the silence. You couldn’t help but laugh at this. “And why not, Logan?” you say with a big smile plastered over your face. To your surprise, he gives you a half smile. The sort of smirk that sends butterflies to your stomach. But you didn’t let it show.

You kept pestering him while he fixed himself a midnight snack, then came and sat at the table. You didn’t like turning to face him. So you got up and slowly circled the table until you got to his chair. You picked up the sandwich, sat on the table infront if him, legs wide open, and placed the sandwich back between your legs. You would say he looked stunned, or shocked even. Your smile faded from your face, you stared intently into his eyes, and let your eyes wander slowly over his face, taking every detail in. You looked at his lips, while slowly licking your own. “What are you-” Logan began speaking, but you quickly cut him off by placing a single finger over his lips. Your mouth hung open ever so slightly, your breathing increased and became heavier. He glanced over your chest, your nipples were poking out from the material as you weren’t wearing a bra. His muscles tightened as he looked over your body. You were beautiful. His hands slowly took place on the inner parts of your thighs, as he moved his hands up and down on your legs. You placed a hand softly around his neck.

Finally, you broke the tension and kissed him on the lips. Hard. But sweet. Your lips moved in sync, as if they were made for eachother. You felt the heat in your core begin to burn with passion. You needed him. He slipped a hand under your crop top, and softly grabbed your breast, letting his thumb rub the tip of your nipple. A new sort of sensation tingled throughout your entire body. Frustration suddenly striking in you on how long he was taking. Logan advanced to your neck and began biting and kissing all over. Of course you enjoyed every bit of it, but you needed him in you. You lightly pushed him away, as he looked into your eyes, wondering if he did anything wrong. “Logan, I need you right now” No more words said, he immediately got to work, he placed an arm around your small body and picked you up.

He held you suspended in the air with one arm as he kissed you. He slipped a hand into your shorts from the leg, and slowly inserted two fingers into your already wet pussy. He gasped slightly at how wet you were. “Oh baby... you were this needy for me? All you had to do is ask...” he whispered as he trailed off, beginning to pump his fingers in and out of you. You inhaled sharply at the sensation. His large hand inside of you felt unreal. His two fingers felt like four, which just added to the experience. You were quite literally wrapped around his finger. He smirked at the sight of you melting with his touch, he enjoyed watching you like this. He knew he had a large impact on your body. His fingers picked up speed and your breath shortened as you felt you were coming close to your climax. “Loga-an.. I’m gonna...” You didn’t need to finish your sentence for him to know what you meant. You shut your eyes tight as you felt your legs shake. What you couldn’t see was the evil smirk Logan had on.

He pulled his fingers out of you... just before you came. Your moans came to a stop as you realised what just happened. You opened your eyes as Logan placed you back on the table. “What just- why did you stop baby?” you asked, a pout visible on your face. You thought you may have to finish yourself off. He untied his pyjama pants and took them off, only left in his boxers. “Don’t worry y/n I just want you to keep some for later” he said with one finger tracing your jaw line. “God, you’re so needy for me” he whispered, almost inaudibly, under his breath. He began slowly unbuttoning your shirt, one button at a time. Your frustration increased at each button, why did he like keeping you waiting for so long? He placed his large hands over the waistband of your shorts, he looked up at you to catch your reaction, quietly chuckling when realising how impatient you were becoming. He removed his hands and didn’t take your shorts off, to your surprise. Honestly, what was this man doing? Placing his sturdy hands around your waist, he picked you up once again, and pinned you against the wall. “I like where this is going” you laughed, while biting your lips.

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Fate pt.2: Harry styles x reader

Pt.2: A sudden, yet intriguing encounter has made its way into your life, by the one person you had least expected it from. Your life’s been turned upside down, in the best of ways. What do you do?

Word count: 1.7k+

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“Harry? How did you know where I live?”

Harry Styles walked through the door in a sharp black suit and a beautiful One Direction® tie. “Don’t worry about it baby, it’s time to go...” he said, with a devilish smirk spread across his face. All of your precious thoughts and worries dissipated as he said that one word: “baby”. The word echoed through your head as he grabbed your by the wrist, perhaps a bit too harshly, and dragged you outside to the car. Did The Harry Styles just call you baby? If this was a dream, you didn’t want to wake up. You watched passively through the window of his Tesla model X P100D, staring at the lights glowing in the night sky, when Harry suddenly placed a warm hand on your thigh. It was a bit.. too warm, almost inhumanely. You silently squirmed inside as you began feeling the flush of your cheeks becoming more and more apparent. Harry quietly chuckled to himself after seeing your expression.

Finally, you arrived at the restaurant, when Harry places his giant hands over your eyes, to create suspense. “We’re here!” he sang. He removed his hands and your eyes lit up to try and figure out which amazing restaurant he brought you to. Your heart stopped for a moment. ‘Ch-chuck-e ch-cheese...?” you stuttered, your mouth slightly gaping open. “You brought me to.... Chuck E Cheese??” Harry laughed and looked towards you saying, “It’s amazing I know right! I heard they have great food here” With that said, you looked away as if you were on The Office, expecting there to be some sort of camera in the bushes or for Harry to yell ‘I pranked you!’ out loud. Sadly, he did not. There were no cameras, and it was no prank. Harry Styles of One Direction® really did take you to Chuck E Cheese huh. Harry Styles who has a net worth of $75 million. Cool.

Reluctantly, you enter the food joint, immediately, but not surprisingly, stepping in a blob of what seems to be nacho cheese. This date just keeps getting better and better. As for the seating, you expected some sort of VIP seats, secluded from the noisy families and children. Nope! You got a small two seat table next to a large family with like 20 kids. This date was really starting to take a toll on you now. “Can we just order now please?” you say, while silently eyeing the table next to you. Harry laughs again at your comment and agrees. “Waiter? I’d like to order please,” he calls out, them turns to you. “What do you wanna eat?” It takes you a short while to think but you eventually choose a cheeseburger and some fries. “As for me, I would like two double cheeseburgers, double fries with cheese on it, a pepperoni pizza and some nachos. Oh, and extra cheese please.” You and the waiter both share gobsmacked looks as you stare at him with disbelief. “What? I’m hungry!” he says with a small cackle, as if he didn’t just order the whole ass menu.

The food came pretty quickly, but you and Harry made light conversation while waiting, mainly just you asking him about his career. When the food was ready, the two of you were relocated to a larger table, to fit all the food Mr. Styles had ordered. Though it was an up raged from sitting next to that enormous family. Harry dug into his food almost immediately after it being placed down. He was eating like an animal. You slowly bit your burger, so that it would last longer, considering how long you would be here for. But Harry’s food just kept on finishing, quickly each item on the table would vanish and he gulped it all down. You watched him eat, it was sort of peculiar, but mostly cute. He must be hungry from all the work he does, you thought. Suddenly, Harry shot up from the table and whisper-shouted “I need to go to the bathroom” while holding the back of his neck. A few moments passed and he came back looking rather refreshed? “Yo Harry, looks like you got a trim while you were in the bathroom haha” you said, as a joke. “What? No I didn’t. I just went to the bathroom, that’s it.” he quickly sputtered out in a accused tone. “Woah, calm down I was just kidding Harry” you reassured him. “Oh haha yeah...” he said, trailing off.

You two silently finished your dinner, as the atmosphere was too thick around the two of you after that conversation. A thousand thoughts shot around your mind but you didn’t know which one was correct, or if any of them were. Soon enough, you leave the place. As you’re walking out, you slow down a bit as your feet hurt from wearing your One Direction® high heels all night, when you notice something at the back of Harry’s head. You sneak a little closer to get a good look at it. It was a razor. Why on earth would Harry have a razor stuck on the back of his head?

In silence, the two of you walked to the car and sat inside. “Alrighty then, ready to go?” Harry broke the awkward silence. You shot a glare at him and towards the back of his head, where the One Direction® razor remained clinging onto Harry’s hair. Confusion coursed through your blood as you tried to think of a plausible answer. “Yeah, lets go” you finally replied, flashing a small smile to him. The drive home was painfully long and extremely quiet. You didn’t know what to do. Do you mention the razor to him, or do you keep it a secret? Perhaps he did something that he didn’t want you to know about, maybe it’s best to leave it that way. Or not. As soon as Harry parked the car, you turned to face him with a stern look. “Harry” you said, as you took a deep breath in. “What were you doing when you went to the bathroom back at Chuck E Cheese?” Harry blinked profusely at the question, perhaps unsure on how to answer it. “Haha, that’s a weird question, don’t you think?” He laughed it off. You had to admit, it was a weird way to ask a question, but in the heat of the moment, you couldn’t think of anything better. “Harry...” you trailed off, expecting him to answer. “What? Haha, I went to the bathroom! Just doing what anyone else does in the bathroom! I can tell you in detail if you want” he said with a playful wink, trying to diffuse the situation, but you didn’t laugh. “Okay, sorry” you quickly apologised and cut the conversation short. Besides, he didn’t need you to tell him that you’d seen his razor, he would see it himself when he gets home soon. Without further ado, you promptly left the car with a swift goodbye escaping your lips.

Harry was acting weird. And what was weirder was that you could notice this from the start. He seemed nothing like this on media. But then again, nobody does. You wondered to yourself on all the different possibilities it could be. None stuck. Your thoughts were too crazy, too unlikely, perhaps even impossible. Unless they weren’t. Why did he take me to Chuck E Cheese of all places you thought. Once again, you slipped on your One Direction® pyjamas and your One Direction® eye mask and went to sleep, trying not to think in any more detail.

You were forced awake in the middle of the night by a text. From Harry. It was a very cryptic message, and very short. ‘Meet me at the park at 4:03’. Which park? There were no specifics. The text carried an ominous feel to it. The sort that would make you feel nauseous. You jumped to your feet and changed into your One Direction® hoodie and jeans, and left the building. You assumed he meant the park closest to your area. You drove down there as quickly as possible and began searching for the boy. Admittedly, it wasn’t even 3:30 yet, you were really early. But you thought that the time didn’t matter. As you turned the corner inside the park, you noticed a sort of commotion happening nearby. You heard screams. You looked into the distance and saw two shadows of people doing what looked like fighting. You thought to steer clear of there as you didn’t want to get involved, until you heard a ‘help’ being shouted. Although you said you didn’t want to be involved, you did want to see what was happening. So you etched closer, only to get a better look, and then you would run away. Closer and closer, the image began getting more clear. You squinted your eyes to look at the assailant. He was oddly hairy, you thought. One more step closer. Your eyes widened in shock. It was Harry. With one swipe of his hand, the man dropped dead. Harry swooped down towards the body and began ripping it apart. You accidentally step on a stick, making a crack sound. Harry turns around, meat in his mouth, trying to locate where the sound came from. Immediately, you start running. Running for your dear life. You snap your head back to see if he was on your trail, and he was. He was approaching you faster and faster. You take a sharp turn, trying to find your car, when you trip over roots from the nearby trees. You try to scuttle to your feet, but the shock and fear running through your blood was taking the best of you. Harry caught up and was stood directly in front of you now. He looked down at you with a smirk and wiped the blood off his mouth. “You just couldn’t keep to yourself, could you?” he said, laughing a little in between. “You just had to come early, you just had to question the razor. Fine. I’ll tell you. I’m a werewolf.” You quivered at the sound of his voice, you shot a look back in the direction of the dead body. “Oh that? That was just my dinner. I got a bit hungry, you know?” You tried picking your body up on your feet, but collapsed once again. No sound came out of your mouth as you were too frightened. All you could do was listen to Harry’s monologue. “As for you, my pretty little y/n, you can be my dessert” He flashed you his fangs and speared his claws through your heart.

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Fate: Harry styles x reader

Plot: you are an aspiring interviewer with a love for One Direction®. When they split, so did your heart. You loved one direction with all your heart, especially Harry Styles. Although, your life turns upside down with just one unlikely encounter...

Word count: 1k+

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Slowly, you let out an elongated sigh, as you held your head in your hands. You were supposed to be interviewing Drake this weekend for your company, and it was supposed to be your biggest job yet. Unfortunately, it got cancelled at the last minute. As upset as you were, you couldn’t let this overwhelm you, and decided to promptly get back to work.

Once work finished, you finally entered your home, collapsing on your bed. A low grunt escaped your lips as you glanced up at your One Direction® poster, “you guys wouldn’t bail on me, right?,” you said as you shook your head. “What am I saying?” You face planted once more into your one direction pillow and pulled your matching one direction blanket over your body. All you wanted right now was sleep to consume you, and, if you’re lucky, you might get a visit from Harry Styles, your all time crush, in your dream.

Ever since you were a child, you have always loved One Direction®, so naturally, when they broke up, your life fell apart. One Direction® was the only music you ever listened to, or still listen to. You refuse to listen to anything else, afraid that you might seem unfaithful.

From under the blanket, you reach out to grab your phone, which is covered with a One Direction® case. You click onto Harry’s story, wondering what the boy might be up to. “What’s up guys, I’m just on the plane back from Florida from my photo shoot, hope you’re all doing well! Love you guys!” You softly chuckled to yourself at the boy’s uplifting spirit and his enlightening smile. You couldn’t help but smile back. “Oh harry, if only you could be here with me. Life would be sooo much better,” you complained to yourself how you would love to have him here with you, although you knew it would be almost impossible for it to actually happen. Before you know it, you feel your eyes getting heavy as you fall into a deep sleep.

“Hey babe, wake up, you’re gonna be late for work!”

You heard a voice speaking at you, lightly shaking your body. Still held back from your sleep, you tried opening your eyes to see who this mysterious being was, as you lived alone and didn’t expect anybody to come and wake you up. Blinking repeatedly, your sight was finally clear. Nobody was there. So, who was that then? You shook it off when you realised you genuinely were going to be late. Today you were interviewing a mystery guest, as it was a sudden placement, so you were excited to see who it would be. You pulled your One Direction® hoodie over your head, slipped on your One Direction® limited edition shoes and headed out the door, taking one last glance at the posters covering your wall.

You pulled your car up into the parking lot and rushed into the building, hoping that nobody would notice that you’re late. “Look who decided to show up”, ugh, it was your annoying coworker Mindy. No matter the situation, Mindy would always find a way to squeeze in some time for snide remarks towards you. “Shut it Mindy”, you shot back. Your boss directed you to the door in which your biggest audition yet would be, and you quickly looked down at your One Direction® photo card, which you keep in your bag at all times for good luck, and stepped into the room.

Your eyes shot wide open in shock. The person who was staring right back at you was none other than...

“Harry styles, and you are?” he said, with a twinkle in his eyes. Oh. My. God. It was really him, living, breathing, in the flesh, whatever. It was really, really him. You audibly gasped and began hyperventilating, you just couldn’t believe the situation. Was this even real? “Umm, I think he asked for your name, idiot”, Mindy said from the side as she scoffed. While patting down your clothes, you opened your mouth to speak, but no words were coming out. “I-I’m Y/N”, you finally managed to sputter out. “Nice to meet you Y/N” he softly said back, your heart almost melted as he flashed a sweet smile to you. Mindy rolled her eyes in jealousy and left the room. “Shall we get started?” Harry asked, with innocence gleaming in his eyes. “Um sure haha” you said back as you took a seat opposite him.

“So, what would you say was the most defining moment of your career”

“Hmm, that’s a tough one,” he said with an adorable laugh. “I would have to go with when the band broke up” Your heart broke in two, how could he say that? One Direction® was possibly the best thing to ever happen to this earth. You shook it off and continued with the interview.

“Most people are intrigued by your secret hidden talents, but many don’t know about your secret body tricks. Are there any secret body tricks you have that we don’t know about?” Noticeably, Harry began shifting in his seat, he looked slightly uneasy. “O-oh I’m sorry Mr Styles if that was an uncomfortable question for you, I’ll ask you another one” you said, quickly trying to change the subject. “No no, it’s fine haha, I was just thinking about my answer innit” he responded, playing it off cool. Soon, the interview ended, even though you didn’t want it to, you were still star struck by the fact that The Harry Styles was being interviewed by you. “Oi Y/N, you did a proper good job today, I hope I get to see you again sometime soon” Harry said with a wink as he lightly gripped your arm. You stared back at him but weren’t able to mutter any words out, you were still trying to grasp this whole situation. Before he could walk away, you grabbed his arm, without a thought, and asked him for his number. Because of his slightly confused face, you mentally beat yourself up for doing this. Although, to your surprise, he lets out a little laugh and pulls out his phone, only to reveal that he has the same One Direction® phone case as you! He swiftly inputted his number and gave you a little wink before speeding off. This day keeps getting more and more unreal for you!

You drove home as fast as you could and quickly verified his number in your phone; this had to be the greatest moment of your life. You hovered your thumbs hesitantly above the keyboard before switching off your phone, “I can’t message him first, that’ll be so lame and he won’t like me if I do” Slipping on your One Direction® pyjamas and One Direction® slippers, you heard your phone sound off to your One Direction® ringtone, this had to be him! You ran to your phone, but waited a few seconds to pick it up, to seem more nonchalant. “Whassup mate?,” he sang into the phone. “How you doin’?” His overly British accent was slightly annoying, but bearable. “I’m fine, how are you?” “Well lovely, I was just wondering if you’d like to go on a little date with me” Your eyes widened in shock, not knowing what to say, you began muttering words to yourself. “It’s alright mate if you don’t wanna go, I just thought you looked well nice. To be honest, I might’ve thought you were kinda into me...” Harry styles liked you? This day got better and better for you. “No no, it’s not that I don’t like you, I mean I love you, I mean it’s just that I d-don’t know what to say” “How ‘bout dinner at 9 tomorrow? Sound good?” How was he so smooth. “U-um sure, dinner sounds good, but where are we going to-” and the line disconnects. He hung up on you without telling you where you were even going to meet!

It was the day you would have dinner with Harry, you could barely even sleep knowing that this was actually real! It all seemed so fake. You jumped into your best clothes, slipped on your shoes and stared at yourself in the mirror. This was really happening. Out of nowhere, you heard a knock at your door. Nobody in particular knows where you live, so who could this be? You slowly walked over to the door and twisted the handle, being cautious on who might be on the other end of the door. Pushing all your worst thoughts behind, you yanked the door open. It was Harry. “Harry? How did you know where I live?”

To be continued

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