Quick random story I wrote in a few days just for the fun of it! Review and let me know what you think :) A Xx
"Harry_Styles OMG I am your BIGGEST fan, I love you so much!"
"Harry_Styles Hey Baby, ready for our wedding? ;) Xxx"
"Harry_Styles Hey, follow me back? :)"
"I'm NEVER going to get a tweet of Harry_Styles :("
"Harry_Styles OI! Tweet me Styles Xxxxx"
"Harry_Styles RT if you love your fans!"
"Get in my bed Harry_Styles"
"RT to be Harry_Styles girlfriend in my fanfic!"
"Harry_Styles Marry me? :D Xxxx"
"Harry_Styles Hey hotstuff ;) Xxx"
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"Jeezum Harry, I'm surprised your head hasn't swollen to the size of a planet!" I teased, scrolling through the never ending list of tweets Harry had received from his fans.
"Ah, well, I can't help it that I'm...'so hot it physically hurts'" Harry grinned, quoting a tweet that had just appeared on screen.
"Well everyone had their own opinion I guess..." I shrugged and he pretended to look offended.
"Can't argue with the fans Ali!" he laughed, tipping me off the computer chair so that he could reply to some of the tweets.
"Harry_Styles is never going to tweet me..." "StylesLovers oh, isn't he ;) x"
"Harry_Styles Louis loves me more than you...!" "ILOVELOUIS I dislike this. x"
"Harry_Styles wanna come to Nandos?" "1DFOREVER always! :) x"
I smiled to myself watching him reply to his fans, he had always been such a nice guy, never wanted to let anyone down. I had thought that fame might change him, but I was wrong, he was still the same old Harry he had always been.
"What's next on the one direction front?" I asked him and he leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head.
"The boys are all coming here tomorrow for a couple of days so we can just chill together before heading to London to do a few days recording" he signed of twitter and span round in the chair to face me as he spoke.
"Aww, I'm guessing I'm not going to see you for a while then" I fake pouted and he rolled his eyes and threw a pillow at me.
"Course you are, I was thinking you might actually want to meet the rest of the band this time, you could come round tomorrow or something?" he looked at me questioningly.
"Hmm, I dunno, d'ya not think they might get sick of me hanging around? Or you might?" I asked, re-tying my shoelace as I spoke.
"Well you are kinda annoying..." he began, but laughed at my unimpressed face, "Nah, course not!" he said as I stood up and pulled my jacket on.
"Ok then, give me a text later with a time or something?" I asked, heading towards his bedroom door, and he nodded and gave me his trademark smile as I left the room.
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"Hey Alice, haven't seen you in ages!" Harry's sister Gemma gave me a huge hug as I reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Hey Gemma, I know its been too long! How's uni going?" I asked.
"It's going good, I'm being constantly badgered by girls about Harry but apart from that..." she rolled her eyes and I giggled.
"Yeah, he seems to be the counties most talked about boy at the moment" I agreed and Gemma nodded.
"Yep, but he is always going to be an annoying little twerp to me!" she replied and I laughed.
"Agreed! I better get home, I will probably see you tomorrow if you are around though" I gave her a hug goodbye and left the house.
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"Hi Alice, have fun with Harry?" mum greeted me as I came in through the front door.
"Yep, have you seen all the girls outside, I thought they were going to attack me when I came out of his house!" I pulled the living room blinds apart slightly to see the group of fan girls hovering outside Harry's driveway.
"Yes, poor Harry, he will never get peace here again" mum sighed and I nodded in agreement.
"I'm going over again tomorrow to meet the rest of one direction, they are coming to stay at his house for a couple of days" I told her and her face dropped.
"Oh no, it's going to be like the time they came to visit their families when they were on the live shows, the street is going to be mobbed with people!" she exclaimed.
"Well that's what happens when you live across the road from one of the members of the countries hottest boy band of the moment!" I giggled before heading up the stairs to my room.
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I kicked my shoes off, grabbed my laptop and lay down on my stomach on my bed. I pressed the power button on my laptop and took my phone out of my pocket. 1 Unread Message, Harry:
Hey, the boys are coming at 12 tomorrow so come over at 2 or something? H Xx
Cool, sounds good, see you tomorrow Xx
I slipped my phone back into my pocket and clicked onto the internet. I logged onto twitter and saw that my followers had risen by another 1000 in the last few hours whilst I had been at Harry's. I clicked on my mentions:
'Alice_In_Vunderland Hey babes, DM Harry for me? Xx'
'Alice_In_Vunderland Stay away from Hazza, he's mine.'
'Alice_In_Vunderland OMG you know Harry_Styles? Xxx'
'Alice_In_Vunderland Harry's mine bitch. Don't touch him.'
'Alice_In_Vunderland Hey, you and Hazza would make such a cute couple! :D Xxx'
Frowning slightly, I replied to some of the nicer comments. The hating had only become a recent thing, I blamed Harry, he shouldn't have tweeted me the picture of us both at the beach last summer. I went to check my DM's next and smiled as I noticed one from Lily:
Hey Nizzleeeshizzllee, I'm thinking we hit the shops tomorrow ayeeesss? Maybe meet at mine, I'm guessing your street is full of Harry fanatics as per? Anyhoo, reply ASAP or I will phoneeee you laterz! LOVE YAZZZZ! Xxxxxxxxx
I laughed at the complete randomness of my friend, before typing a reply:
Nizzleshizzle? That's a new one! SORRY tomorrow isn't good, I'm meeting one direction, Jealous? Your obsession with Liam is ridiculouso! I'll try get you an autograph. And yep, the street is once again full of the screaming pixies =/ Ooh well, I will phone you tomorrow m'dear Xxxxx
I ignored the rest of the DM's as the chances were they were all just begging me to message Harry for them or ask him to follow them. I logged off twitter and shut my laptop down again just as mum shouted up the stairs, "ALICE! DINNER!". I sighed and headed to down the stairs, contemplating just how much easier life had been before my best friend had become famous.