Adventurous fantasy

“ I love you too, Ni. Sleep tight and well. “

“ I love you, (Y/N) and my parents will definitely love you too. “ He whispered, his irish accent thicker than before. Within a second, your head was turned around so you were facing him and your lips were pressed against his soft one. The kiss didn’t last long as the car behind you two honked because of the green light again. It only took him those few words to take the nervousity out of your body. 

About an hour later, you two arrive at Starbucks, which is almost at the other end of the city. It opened around an hour ago and would close only tonight so there was no reason for Jade to run around like that when it was morning. You didn’t even have enough time to check your appearence after getting dressed into something, your friend decided to pick out for you. Currently, you were wearing a red skater skirt, black knee high socks, a black long sleeve crop top and a pair of closed wedges. It looked cute when you stared down at it but it was definitely something closer to Jade’s style than yours. There were days when you didn’t want to look girly, the casual style was definitely the one for you. “ Since we’re here now. What are we doing here and why did you run like someone was chasing us with a knife or a gun? “ Crossing your arms over your clevage, you stared at the petite girl in front of you, which pecked up at you from underneath her snapback. She was the typical tomboy, loving to wear a lot of oversized things, snapbacks and sneakers. But that was the one thing, most guys loved about her the most. “ We’re meeting two of my close friends since they have around three days off as well. You needed to get out of the house so I told them, I’m going to bring you along. I only want to catch up with them for a breakfast, don’t worry. “ She was basically rembling on about the facts for this small get together like her life depended on the explaination. Somehow, Jade even seemed nervous to you but maybe your mind was playing games with you. Raising your eyebrows, you followed her inside as her eyes scanned the room. A wide smile played on her lips when she saw the persons she wanted to see. Running over, it was like she already forgot about you, so you just casually strolled after her, feeling quite awkward in this situation. When you got close enough to the table, you suddenly realised about who she was talking outside of the shop. At the table, with food and drinks, sat Niall and Liam from One Direction, huge smiles on their lips. “ Oh, this is [Y/N]. She is a good friend from the times before Little Mix and I tend to keep those people close. Liam knows what I’m talking about. [Y/N], those are Niall and Liam. I guess you know them. “ Jade explained, pointing from the lads to me but not without a wink since she knew I liked their music quite a lot. Sitting down in a booth with them, Liam, Niall and Jade started to chat away about the music industries, one of the topics, you couldn’t talk about with. “ What are you doing for a living? “ The thick irish accent from the known bleached blonde lad asked, his eyes focusing on you instead on Jade and his bandmate Liam. “ Going to college and working at a clothing store for some more money. “ You shrugged, smiling slightly at the attractive lad. After those words, the conversation never ended between you too. Only with the exchanging of phone numbers and daily texting.

Running a hand through your [colour] hair, you jogged out of the bathroom, a white towel covering the most important parts. Your hair stuck to your still wet skin while you were walking, picking up your phone from the bedside table. It was 7pm and nobody would call you except for Harry. This wasn’t the usual time for him but maybe he had hours off and you could finally hear his voice again. It has been a couple of days since you two got the last chance to speak to each other. He was touring the West Coast of America with his four band mates at the moment, currently having a few days in San Diego. His schedule was packed with interviews, photoshoots and meetings because the management wanted the band to be even bigger in the United States. It was hard for both to keep up the relationship, him being the ultimate popular and famous popstar while you were almost the whole opposite. Just the typical college girl who wanted to gain money to have a decent life. Nobody ever expected you to datesuch a wealth and famous person. Answering the call immediately, the smile spread over your rose lips before Harry was able to say a word from the other side of the line. “ Good morning beautiful. “ He almost whispered in the speaker, his voice raspy and deep. It was around ten hours earlier, so 9am, he probably just woke up and thought it was a good idea to call you. “ Good evening, handsome.” You giggled, refering to the time difference you both would have to cope with the next weeks. “ What were you doing? You never let your phone ring five times, [Y/N] “ Harry and you loved each other with the same amount but it wasn’t easy to have a good working relationship while one was too famous for the world and the media couldn’t stop with their annoying rumours. It has been a year since you two started dating, since he first saw you at Starbucks after his small morning workout routine to grab coffee for him and the boys.Throughout the twelve months, it happened four times. Four times, the media tried to prove that Harry was cheating on you with some supermodel, who he had to walk around with because of the PR or because they were good friends. It was obvious he had a lot of friends, who were doing almost the same, when he was famous. One of the things, the media would never understand. “ I took a quick shower. Don’t worry too much, Styles.” You loved to tease him with using his last name because he hated it when the other band mates called him by it. The chuckle from the other phone was deep, lower than when he talked after waking up. “ Without me? “ “ You are half way across the world. I won’t shower for the next weeks, then we can go together. “ The sound of vomitting was heard from the other side and you coldn’t help but laugh at his attempt to pretend something he hated. Sitting down on your bed, your flat hand stroke over the white sheets, clearly missing Harry’s warmth and being close to him. “ Don’t do that but you know how much I miss you, right? I can’t stand being without you too long so I have to call you. Even if we don’t talk much, I only need to hear your voice once in a while and listen to the I love you’s and I miss you’s out of your mouth, babe. I love you, [Y/N]” You were staring at the creme floor of your room, a big grin spread over your face. Tears were obviously forming in your eyes because of his cute speech. It was hard to be together with someone who was too far away but it was definitely worth the wait until he came back home and you could feel him again. “ I love you too, Harold. “ You whispered back. 

Around 30 minutes later, you two arrive at the match exactly on time. The doors to the stadium were wide open, singalizing that the entrance personal let the people inside. [Male best friend] smiled at you, grabbing the two tickets out of his pocket and showing them to the young woman. With a nod, she let you guys through before going back to checking the other people in the queue behind you. Your seats were in the front row, close to the players and the trainers for charity. Pulling your hair over your shoulder again, you took your seat and stared at the green pitch in front of you. The stadium was almost packed, only a few visible seats were untaken, probably reserved for people who were waiting to get inside. Some serious looking lads came out of the hallways underneath the bleachers, followed by only three players with white jerseys and red shorts. Raising your eyebrows, you stared at those who were followed by another two people in their normal clothes. Something was off with them but you didn’t know how to put your finger on it. They were somehow famous for something because as soon as they came close to the bleachers, the girls behind you started to chant various names to get their attention. Rolling your eyes slightly, you watched their moves as you locked your [colour] eyes with a perfect pair of light blue ones. “ Hello! “ The boy with the bleached blonde hair shouted, walking right in front of where you sat to obviously keep a conversation. “ Hi? “ You were confused about the fact, he talked to you instead to the girls who were literally falling for him more with any second. “ You’re beautiful. “ He blurted out like it was something normal to say. Like he said it to around a million girls every day. “ Thank you? You’re quite attractive yourself. “ You shrugged, looking around for your best friend, who wanted to get some fast food for the match. Nobody would every try to get food while the game was on, probably only the ones who weren’t too interested in football at all. “ How about we meet up after the match and get something better to eat? Either a restaurant or McDonalds. “ He chimed in, brining your attention back to the blonde lad with the thick irish accent. Shaking your head with a small giggle, you looked up to lock your eyes with his once again. “ McDoalds sounds good. “ He gave you a wide smile and a nod before disappearing again to meet with the other people who were forming a small circle next to the pitch. “ Oh my god, you’re going out with Niall Horan! “ A high pitched voice shouted from behind almost in your ear, annoying you with the sound of it a little bit because it was too close. But what she said, was stuck in your mind. Looking over at the lad again, you checked him out when you realised she was totally right. You were going out to McDonalds with Niall Horan. Suddenly, like he read your mind, Niall turned around and winked at you.

“ Are you reading those tweets again, [Y/N]? “ The deep voice caught you off guard when Liam entered the kitchen, with DVD’s in his one hand and a white paper bag in his other. Biting the inside of your cheek, you remembered the small promise you gave each other before you visited him on tour for a few days. You weren’t allowed to read any mean tweets on purpose because they would drag you down and make you sad. It was the one side of you, Liam didn’t like to see. “ I’m sorry, Li. It’s just hard to ignore them but I’m trying to get better at it. “ You whispered back, not wanting to have any eye contact with him because he was judging you for breaking a promise. “ Don’t worry. I’m not mad or anything. I remember Harry or Niall reading them all the time and to be honest, they handle this stuff a lot better than any other person now. “ Liam chuckled, walking closer to you, putting the stuff on the table in the kitchen. His hands found his way to his hips as he stood in front you, pointer finger and thumb under your chin to bring your head up again. “ Don’t take their words to your heart, babe. There’s one thing you should know, I love you loads and you’re the only princess for me. “ He winked, before leaning down and pressing a soft butterfly kiss to your forehead. 

It was never hard for anybody else, close to you and Liam, to understand why he choose this song to be the one dedicated to you. From the first days of the relationship, he made sure to let you know every day, you’re the only one and he wouldn’t trade you for anybody else in the world. With this song dedication, he wanted to make sure that you truly know why he choose you over Sophia that one day. It was hard to believe but it was easier to understand throughout the lyrics. It didn’t took him long to fall for you. Vice versa, you didn’t realise it early enough so Liam had to fight for your attention more than he was used to from other girls. But after all the time he spent on getting you to fall for him, he told his mates that it was one thing that draw him to you. Something about you, that made you special, that seperated you from the other millions of girls . It was easy for him to say, the one thing that made you the one was - you were his and nobody was able to change it.

Tomorrow night was a special event for you. It was your mothers birthday and your dad planned a big surprise party for her when she would get home from work. You wanted to look your absolute best so you wanted to go shopping today since it was your only day off, next to tomorrow. The bad part of everything good was none of your friends had time because of college or their jobs. So, it was a last minute choice to hit the shops alone, you needed a good new dress. Currently, you were walking through one of the top stores, Yves Saint-Laurent. You loved to buy your clothes, bags, etc there because it seemed to fit your whole style imag perfectly. Walking through the whole shop, you already had three dresses laid over your arm, ready to try them on when your eyes suddenly spotted a beautiful red one. With a wide smile, you picked your size from the racks before walking straight to the changing room and choosing the only free cabinet at the end. Hanging up the dresses, you closed the blue curtain, starting to get out of your casual clothes and into the first dress. It was definitely your size but it didnt really fit you, shaking your head, you got out of it and into another one. It was better, tight fit and dark blue. Your [ colour ] hair laid in loose waves over your shoulders, not showing too much skin since it was your mothers birthday party. Stepping out of the changing room, you stared into the bigger mirror which was at the wall right in front of the cabinet you were in. The dark blue dress was strapeless, it showed your curves perfectly and had a bit of peplum right at your hips. Normally you wouldn’t go for those kind but it was good, ending close to your kness. It wasn’t too short and it wasn’t the typical club dress, something casual and elegant. “ You look really good. Even if I would suggest for you a dark red one. “ This type of voice was unknown to you, not fitting to any of your friends.. Turning around, you faced a good looking lad. HIs brown hair was up in a messy quiff and his blue-green eyes were shining in the light of the changing rooms. “ Thank you, um .. “ “ Louis. “ “ Louis. I’m [Y/N]. Thank you for the cute compliment and I actually have a dark red dress to try on. “ You giggled, pointing at the dress that was hanging in your cabinet. He smiled widely when he spotted it, nodding in your direction. “ Definitely the red one. Also, can you give me an opinion on my suit and tie? I need to buy a new one for the Brits and I’m not quite sure. “ He shrugged, pointing down at the suit, he was currently wearing. He looked like a hot business men in his twenties, who owned a huge company. Something about this type of suit told you that it wasn’t the perfect one. Black ones were too basic for such an event. “ Black isn’t a great colour if you want it to be special enough. Go for a dark blue. I think it would fit you perfectly. “ You smiled a toothy one before going back into the changing room, getting out of the blue dress and into the red one, Louis already fancied. He was totally right. It looked perfect. You weren’t the type for dresses, only for special occassions and this was one, you’d keep in the back of your wardrobe. Walking out, Louis was sitting on one of the couches, patiently waiting for you to get out and show you the dress, he liked the most. “ This is really attractive. It fits you perfectly, shows your curves and it’s actually nice for a long sleeve dress. “ It felt like he was some kind of popular fashion designer, who went out shopping with his girlfriend because he needed a lot of new inspiration for his new designs. Shaking your head with a giggle, you quietly thanked him before turning around and walking back. “ [Y/N]? “ Louis spoke up, louder than normally but it wasn’t shouting. “ Would you like to go out with me tonight? Just so I can wear the suit for a night out before I go to the Brits. Also, you could take another try on for the dress. “ Looking over your shoulder, he was staring down at the ground and he seemed too nervous to have eye contact with you. Smiling widely, you skimmed him again. “ Sure. I’ll get changed then we can exchange numbers to text about this date. “ Walking back into the changing room, you couldn’t contain the smile on your lips anymore. Louis whispered his “ Yes Tommo “ too loud, which caused a small laugh to escape your lips. 

You felt your eyes filling with tears again, the words hurted her a lot more than she ever showed to any of the boys. It was unbelievable, how much hate you received after the first pictures of you and Harry were on the front pages of magazines. He always told you it wouldn’t be easy to be his girlfriend but you wanted to give it a try. Two months of hate since he asked you out. You felt like it would never stop, ripping your heart to a million pieces, one piece falling for every tweet you read. All you wanted, was for people to accept and respect you, not hate you for dating the person you love. “ [Y/N], baby? “ His deep, raspy voice ripped you out of your own bubble, your head shootting up from your phone screen. You were too deep in your thoughts to realise the few teardrops which were on your slowly darkening phone screen. “ Why are you reading it again? I told you to try to avoid the bad things. Just read the good things. “ Harry whispered as he whiped the water under your eyes away with his thumb. He was always so soft with you, like you would break if he would touch you too much or too hard. He treated you like a flower, only that the water was his love. The sun was his smile and the earth was his touch. All you needed to have a good life was to be with him. “ I tried, Haz. But it’s all over my timeline again and - “ “ That’s no excuse, [Y/N]. Read the first three words only, maybe only two. If you don’t have a good feeling about those then go on to the next tweet. You really need to try to ignore the bad things and enjoy the good ones. “ His fingertips stroke along your jaw until they stopped right at your chin, holding your face in place with his thumb and pointer finger. “ Also, remember how many times I told you that if Kendall would have been better, we would have never met and I would have never ended things with her because she was being living hell. You’re the best for me and I love you. “ The dimpled smile spread across his lips, lightning up your mood immediately. Placing a soft kiss on your fore head, the photographer called his name with a raising voice. He probably shouted a few times before but you two were to fixated on your couple moment. “ I love you too. “ You whispered with a slightl smile as he already walked off into the direction of the white background. 

Liam raised his arms above his head, waving at the thousands of fans who were screaming as Zayn hit the last high note of the current song. This was what he loved to do, he always wanted to be on a stage but it was a lot better with those four band mates around him. Whenever he had a problem, he knew those lads would have either his back or a great tip. Those other boys all equally, saved your relationship with Liam at least once. You were thankful to be the girlfriend of such an amazing, lovely and helpful person but he also had his bad traits too. Who didn’t? Grabbing his snapback, he turned it backwards with a huge smile still plastered over his face, he flipped his microphone like the way he used to do it for the last tours all those years ago. “ Let’s read some fan signs, shall we? “ Liam asked, turning around so he was able to see the others spread across the stage. His eyes first skimmed Zayn, who was sitting at the bottom of the stairs with Niall right behind him at the top. Harry disappeared the minute Liam turned around, probably to drink something because him and Louis used all of the water bottles to make each other wet. Lastly, his brown orbs searched for the lad who was used to empty all the bottles without drinking them. Louis stood in the far left corner, getting a sign from the bodyguard, which he obviously had from one of the fans in the front rows. Raising his eyebrows, Liam took a few steps closer to his mate to find out what he had in his mind, when Louis held up the yellow paper with the huge letters. ‘ Liam & [Y/N] = OTP! “ Liam read with his eyes, his cheeks starting to flush in a red colour. The fans were obviously able to see it because they all seemed to shout ‘awe’ as soon as he found the stage more interesting than his surroundings or his band mates. “ Look, who’s suddenly not so confident like before anymore. “ Louis chuckled, waving the sign around in the air while singing the words which are in huge letters on the paper. Shaking his head with a slight smile, Liam realised for the third time this day that he missed you more than he wanted to convince himself into. Pressing his lips together, he turned around and walked back the long catwalk back to his friends, wanting to get the concert over and you on the phone.