A HARRY STYLES FAN FICTION!

PART 1;;

"McKynleigh, could you come to board room number two? The design showing is about to begin." Mags voice came from the intercom on my phone. I hit the pound button on my phone twice, letting her know I would be in shortly. My office was quite large for a 17 year old intern. I had a glass desk I kept very organized, and a black leather chair that I repeatedly fell off of whilst trying to lean back. I grabbed my design boards from behind the tall file cabinet in the far corner and quickly checked myself out in the mirror.

I was really short, 5"3 tops. Blonde hair flowed in lazy waves, stopping half way down my back. My bangs cut straight across my forehead, stopping just underneath my eyebrows. They put a soft shadow around my bright green eyes. My cheekbones were set high, but the angles were anything but sharp. My lips were full, but not overpowering. I was wearing a bright blue cashmire sweater that clung to my athletic build. My dress pants were loose and long enough that just the toes of my black pumps showed.

The door to the board room was open and an easel waited at the top of a long oak table, I plopped my design board on it and scanned it once over. It was divided into five parts, each part with a name in the far right corner-Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, and Liam Payne-under the names was a messy sketch of an outfit appropriate for a casual signing. Beside the sketches were dozens of fabric samples and pattern boards. Why did I let my little sister Meghan talk me into applying to be One Directions assistant designer?

"Hello McKynleigh," , my boss said while being followed in by many other designers,"I trust this won't be a waste of my time."

"No sir." I smiled at him as he took his place at the far end of the table,"As you can see there are booklets set out to help you get a better visual understanding of my personal visions for the boys. If you'll open them to page one, we can jump right in." I smoothly went through the presentation, adding jokes and ad libs as I went along. Everything went amazingly, I answered all the questions from the designers flawlessly and without hesitation.

"Well," said, standing from his chair after I finished speaking,"I think that you're the perfect fit for the boys." I smiled and shook his hand.

"Thank you so much, . I won't let you down." Unbelievable, I would be getting a paid internship, working for the hottest new boy band in the world. He handed me an information packet. I practically skipped back to my office and tore the envelope to pieces, pulling out a huge packet.

One Direction; Up All Night Tour.

The tour will begin in England on-Blah blah blah, already knew all this chiz, I skipped to the job requirements.

Job Requirements;

the boys outfits ready before every show.

Cleaning

the boys once the outfits have been checked over by main designer

fun ;)

The last part kind of threw me off. How professional, Mr. Deams. Either way, I kept reading, learning that in two days I would be on a flight to England. Two days! I had to go home and pack! My shift ended in half an hour. Guess I'd just have to wait it out. I clicked onto my MacBook and skype called my little sister, she picked up withing the first two rings,"Hey!"

"Hey, did you get it?" Meghan asked excitedly.

"Was not getting it ever an option?" I said cockily. Even though I was terrified I would get rejected. We freaked out about my new job for the next half an hour, I said goodbye and logged off. I hopped into my Chevy truck and drove home. I lived in an apartment about 2 hours away from my family, I had to move for the internship. I crawled into bed and set my alarm for the next morning, I had all day off and all day to pack.

My alarm went off at eleven, I climbed out of bed and made myself pancakes. After procrastinating packing for about two hours, I got to work. I hauled my Louis Vuitton luggage I got for christmas out of my closet. Basically, I tranferred my closet into the biggest suitcase, and my bathroom into the smaller one. I left out a pair of pj's and my outifit for tomorrows flight. Harry came into my mind, I have always had a small crush on him. But never would I have thought I would actually meet him! I looked at the clock, which read 5:00pm. Jesus, why did packing have to take so long! I whipped out my phone and checked twitter.

NiallOfficial; Mickie3074 Happy to have you aboard for the tour! Everyone go follow our new assistant designer! xx

LiamPayne_Official;Getting a new assistant designer for the tour Mickie3074! Shud be a blast! xxx

Harry_Styles;I hear I have a new assistant designer...I wonder if she's cute.. x

My heart stopped. Butterflies flew in my stomach,'Two can play this game' I thought as I hit the keys on the screen of my iPhone; Mickie3074;Harry_Styles LiamPayne_Official NiallOfficial I damn hope I'm cute enough ;) can't wait to start working with you guys! xxxxx

I ordered some chinese food and plopped my ass on the couch, watching old movies and silently fan girling about being able to work for one direction.

It got late, I clicked off the t.v and hopped into my pj's. Soon I was drifting off to sleep, my heart racing, even in sleep.

PART 2;;;

BEEPBEEPBEE-I hit the top of my alarm and groaned, 5 in the morning. I hate morning flights. The hot shower woke me up and soon I was dressed in bright red skinny jeans, black leather boots, and a Ramones t-shirt. I curled my hair and put on a bit of eyeliner. My bags were waiting for me at the front door. I snatched them and said goodbye to my apartment. Cya in three months.

The airport was filled with people, but there was a hushed tone about it. Nobody wanted to be talking this early. I boarded my flight and sat in first class, waiting for the pilot to take us into the air. Once the flight was under way I pulled out my phone and checked my twitter once again.

Harry_Styles;Gettin the tour underway today! Should be a good time. WELCOME TO THE TEAM Mickie3074 ;) xxxx

I guess I made an impression. I smiled to myself and closed my eyes, sleeping out the long flight. I heard the alarm of the seatbelt warning and opened my eyes. Britain was beatiful. The sun beat down on electric green grass off in the distance. I could see for miles. This should be fun. We touched down in a matter of minutes, I exited the plane and went to the converyer belt of bags.

"McKynleigh?" I turned around to match a face to the husky Britsh accent. Harry Styles.

I tried to act cool, but on the inside my stomach was churning, he was beautiful. His brown curls swept effortlessly across his forehead and his green eyes stared into mine with a gentle kindness that left my knees weak,"Yeah, that's me! You're Harry, right?" I definately knew he was Harry. He nodded and looked at the ground smiling,"What?" I pushed his shoulder playfully.

"Nothing, I just was thinking that you're definately cute enough." I smiled at him, trying to stay calm. We just looked at each other for a while,"Uhm, we should go get your bags." He broke the silence, I nodded in agreement and we started looking for my luggage. After a few moments, fans started noticing Harry.

"Uhm, Harry." I said as he grabbed my bags for me off of the belt.

"Yeah love?" He turned and saw what was happening. Tons of girls were coming towards us,"Shit." He mummbled under his breath and linked my hand with his,"Keep your head down." He whispered in my ear, his warm breath tickled my ear. I nodded and he led me quickly to the back door of the airport.

"This is your car?" I gawked at the shiny black Porsche as he climbed into the front seat. He smiled and nodded.

"Are you coming or are we going to get mobbed by teenage girls?" He joked, I climbed into the passengers seat and we sped off towards what I guessed to be down town London. The windows in Harry's car were tinted, John Mayer played softly in the backround. Gravity started, Harry softly sang along.

"I love this song." I smied at Harry. He reached for the radio and turned up the volume as the chorus came on.

"Gravity, is workin against me. And gravity, wants to bring me down." I sang. I turned to Harry, he glanced quickly back to the road, still smiling,"What?" I laughed.

"Nothing, just, you're actually quite good." He turned his stare to me for a second. I couldn't ignore the electricity that ran between us. I wonder if he felt it too.

Playfully, I pushed his shoulder,"You're actually quite good at lying." We sang to the rest of the playlist until we arrived at The Pampton hotel.

Harry hopped out and jogged to my side and opened my door,'Wow, nobody's ever down that for me' I blushed and stepped out of the sports car. There was already two men carrying my bags in front of us as we made our way to the lobby. I guess no fans had discovered the hotel yet. Harry threw an arm around my shoulder and steered me in the direction of the check-in desk. I could feel his biscep on the curve of my shoulder, god, he was so cute. Every time we touched my skin tingled. He looked down on me and smiled, waving a room key,"Looks like we're neighbors." He winked, I could feel my cheeks flush red.

We rode up to our floor, Harry stopped me at room 707. I guess his room is 706. He opened my door, and started chuckling, I gave him a questioning look as we both made our way into the HUGE suite,"If you ever have any guys over, I'll definately be the first to know." He nodded cheekily to the wall leading to his room. We laughed and settled in on the couch, just talking, getting to know each other. Harry was very sweet, and funny, and charming, and his eyes. OMIGOD HIS EYES! They captivated me, made me feel safe, taken care of. We were crying from laughing so hard when Harry's phone buzzed on the table,"Yeah, she's here." Harry spoke into the phone,"SHUT UP! If you mention that, Niall I swear I'll kill you." Soon they were laughing and talking,"Ok, see ya." He ended the call and put his iPhone back on the table.

"They're coming here?" I asked, Harry nodded and a few seconds later the door opened. Niall walked in and introduced himself, giving me a quick hug. As did Liam, Zayn, and Louis,"So where's your regular designer?" I asked.

"Oh Mercy? She's probably at the spa." Zayn rolled his eyes.

"What's wrong with her.?" I asked tentatively.

"She's such a downer. All business." Niall laid back in his arm chair.

"I swear to the lawd, every morning someone shits in her cheerios." Louis said with a straight face. We all burst out laughing. I leaned back into the couch. My shoulders touched the arm Harry had draped across the sofa. Instead of pulling away, I leaned into him. A smirk appeared on his face and he pulled me closer into him. The boys all looked at us, their mouths opened, they looked...Bored. And funny. I giggled at them,"I knew she would try to steal my man!" Louis yelled. Niall started laughing once more, it seemed as if he would never stop.

In a desperate attempt to get his 'man' back, Louis hopped over the coffee table and tried to pick me up off the couch and out of Harry's arms. I yelped, Harry laughed and tightened both of his arms around my waist. Liam got up and started helping Louis, Zayn joined too while Niall laughed at all of us in the backround. Soon, Louis and Zayn randomly let go. Since Harry wasn't expecting it, I came crashing down onto his lap, he groaned and then smiled,"Hey." He winked. Stay calm. Stay calm.

"Well hi there." I kissed his cheek quickly. The guts that move took was unmeasurable. Harry's face flushed red. How could I, a small little average blonde, have that effect on HARRY STYLES?

"GET IT HAZ!" Liam exclaimed, making the rest of the boys hoot and holler. After a few more laughs Zayn got a text from Paul telling them it was lights out for the big opening tomorrow. Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn all hugged me quickly and said goodnight. Harry stayed behind.

"Goodnight Haz." I smiled and wrapped my arms loosely around his neck. He pulled me tightly against him, I could feel him take in a deep breath.

His lips lingered on my forehead, I closed my eyes, content,"Sweet dreams beautiful." My heart pounded in my ears and I shut the door behind him. I hopped onto my bed and screamed excitedly into the pillow. After my little fangirling session subsided, I picked up my iPhone and started scrolling through twitter.

NiallOfficial;Aren't they adorable? Mickie3074 Harry_Styles

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I clicked on the link to the picture. It was Harry and I sitting on the couch, his arm wrapped around my shoulder, you could see Liam and I talking, Harry just sat there, smiling down on me. My face got hot and I went to my profile, revealing hundreds of death threats and a few 'congradulation' tweets. I almost laughed. 'Bitches be hatin' I thought to myself. A new text appeared on my screen, from a contact titled,'CURLY3'

'HEY LOVE, YOU AWAKE?XX' I guessed it was from Harry. He must've put his number in my phone while I wasn't looking.

'NO I TRAINED MYSELF TO TEXT IN MY SLEEP. PRETTY TALENTED HUH? ;)' I replied sarcastically.

'GOOD ONE. VERY ORIGINAL. SO I HEAR YOU'RE PRETTY GOOD WITH THE CLOTHES?XX' I told him more about my internship, we texted until about 1 o'clock then I fell into a dream about Harry and I...

My alarm clock buzzed at 9:30 the next morning, I got up and took a shower. I put on a loose, floral shirt and white skinny jeans with my tan leather gladiator sandals. I was ready well before noon-when we had to meet down in the tour bus-so I knocked on Harry's door,"Coming!" He answered in a grungy morning voice. I smiled to myself and waited until Haz opened the door. He pulled me into a hug,"Mornin love." His accent made everything sound so sweet.

"Mornin Haz." I said, he waved me into his room.

"I need to take a shower, be right back." I nodded and flipped through some magazines Harry had on his end table. I was shocked when I found us on the cover of PEOPLE,'HARRY STYLES SEEN WITH NEW GIRLFRIEND MCKYNLEIGH!' The picture was us holding hands at the airport, Harry was whispering in my ear, I looked flustered. The only question that came to my mind was,'How did they know my name?' The water in the bathroom shut off and Harry emerged wearing only boxers.

I couldn't help but marvel at his perfect body. His abs were perfect and his chest was so chizelled and rough. All of him was evenly tanned and equally gorgeous. He smiled at me,"Want a picture?"

Jokingly, I patted my pockets for my phone, 'pretending' to be disappointed when I came up short,"Dammit. Maybe later." I winked. He laughed and went to his suitcase, pulling out skinny jeans and a pale top. It wasn't going to be a hit,"Put on that top there," I pointed to a red, navy and white plaid top,"With that navy cardigan and dark wash skinnies."

"Well, aren't you a handy little thing." Harry smirked at me as he picked up the clothes and started to dress. I went and found some white high-tops in his closet and threw them at him. They landed with a thud on his back,"You did not just throw Jordans at me." He started chasing me, I yelped and ran for the bathroom but a pair of strong arms pulled me back just before I got to the door.

"Harry put me down!" I kicked and flailed like a child but Harry's grip remained tight. He threw me on the bed and pinned me down. I screamed as one of his hands pinched my extremely tickelish stomach over and over,"HAZ. STOP-" I pleaded gasping for air.

"What are we never going to do again?" He asked like he was talking to a baby.

"THROW JORDANS!" I started to catch my breath when Harry stopped tickling me. But my heart still pounded from the fact that Harry Styles was still on top of me. He just sat there smiling down at me, I gazed up at him. Slowly, he leaned in towards me, my stomach flipped. My palms got sweaty, I reached up and pulled on the back of his neck, propping myself up on my other elbow. I could feel his warm breath fan across my face. Those gorgeous full lips just centimeters from mine.

The door opened and Harry quickly jumped off of me and pulled me up behind him,"Hey Mickie!" Niall gave me a quick hug and then adressed both of us,"I just found out there is a Nandos two blocks from here." He said with an implied look.

"Well, let's go then!" Harry said, he linked his hand with mine. Niall gave me a look, I blushed and looked down, following him out the door. We met up with the other boys in the lobby, who were waving at hundreds of girls just outside.

"Holy flack." I led Harry to the window, I tried dropping his hand, knowing it would make the fans mad, but Harry gave me a reassuring squeeze. As he was waving to fans I got glares from the girls.

"So, is this for real?" Liam whispered in my ear while the body gaurds started taking us out to a limo,"You and Harry?" Harry now walked a few feet in front of us, his hand still linked in mine, leading me through the crowds with the help of the body gaurds.

"Uhm, well I'm pretty sure he was going to kiss me before Niall walked in. That kid has great timing." I joked.

"Good, he needs someone like you." And with that he went to walk with Zayn. I loved that Liam liked the thought of Harry and I. We got to the limo, the driver opened the door and we all piled in. I sat beside Harry on one bench, Niall and Zayn sat on another, and Louis and Liam sat on the last. Harry put an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him, I beamed up at him. I knew One Direction, I was snuggling with Harry Styles right now, and I was on my way to Nandos. Cool life I've made for myself. We all talked and laughed until we pulled up in front of Nandos.

"Woah." I gawked at all of the fans pounding on the limo. The body gaurds SUV hadn't appeared behind us yet.

The divider between us and the driver slid down,"I just recieved a call boys, your bodygaurds won't be arriving and Paul suggests you don't go in." Niall whimpered and put his head in Zayns lap, who started stroking his hair comfortingly.

"That's fine, I guess we'll just go to the arena." Liam announced, the driver nodded and turned to the road. The arena was massive, I've never seen one so, flashy. We all snuck into the back of the stadium, the boys all went to their dressing rooms and I found my way to the stylists prep room. A tall brunette scurried around the room, swapping trousers and blazers around on manicans labelled with the boys names.

She turned and stared at me, awkward,"Hi, I'm McKynleigh your assistant. Just tell me what to do." I smiled and held out my hand, she scoffed and turned around and continued trading clothes.

"Take this to Harold." She threw a secured bin over her shoulder labelled,'ONE THING; HAROLD STYLES' so she wasn't into nicknames, or being kind. Ok, I can work with that.

"On it." I quickly made my way to Harry's dressing room. I found him sprawled out on the couch on his phone,"Harold, put this on." I smirked and tossed the plastic container at him.

"I guess you've met Mercy. Isn't she a doll?" He called, walking into the bathroom to change. I sat down and waited. A few moments later Harry emerged. He looked dazzling. The black blazer with white lining and black skinny jeans brought attention to his bright green eyes. I tried to stay professional, I looked him over before stepping closer to him and fixing the collar on his blazer.

"You look perfect." I said while cuffing his sleeves.

"You're perfect." A blushing Harry whispered, so softly I almost didn't hear it. He glanced down to my lips then back up to my eyes. Slowly, he leaned in towards me. Once again, I placed a hand on the nape of his neck and pulled him closer to me. His hand found the small of my back as the other gently tilted my chin up. I had always dreamed of this moment. My heart racing and my stomach churning, his lips melted to mine. A jolt of electricity bolted through me. His lips were so soft and delicate, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to me. I could feel his lips curve up into a smile.

"That, was perfect." I smiled,"But, I have to go give the othe r boys their outfits." Harry's lips fell into a pout, I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and went back to Mercy. I just kissed Harry Styles.